Bella Andre by Tempt Me Taste Me Touch Me

Author:Tempt Me, Taste Me, Touch Me [Me, Tempt Me, Taste Me, Touch]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-12-23T21:38:12.416000+00:00

rip everything out, modernize it. But as soon as I laid eyes on it, I saw my grandmother

holding me up at the sink, helping me wash my hands. It was already perfect. Red

Formica, faux-wood-paneled cupboard doors, and linoleum floors may not be

everyone's cup of tea. But

they work for me'

Standing in Jack's kitchen, listening to him talk about his grandmother, pushed

Rose over the edge of reason. She was falling for him. How could she not?

"They work for me too' she said in a husky voice, and the next thing she knew she was

in his arms and he

was carrying her out of the kitchen, down a dimly lit hal way. Straight to his bed.

His mouth was on hers and she was devouring him like she'd devoured the

chocolate ravioli. His kiss was sweeter than any dessert, and she nearly laughed

out loud. If she could patent the sex-with-Jack-Gerard diet, she'd make a killing. But

she'd rather be dirt poor than share this man with any other woman.

Just the thought of Jack kissing someone else like he was kissing her, running his

hand down another woman's stomach until his fingertips found the band of her

panties, made her so angry that she growled her jealousy into his throat.

For thirty years she'd followed a safe, timid, quiet path. But something about Jackeverything about him-brought out a side to her that she never knew existed. A

savage, reckless, sensual woman that was dying to do naughty, wicked things to a

beautiful man.

And if there was one thing she'd already learned tonight, it was

that timid was overrated. Naughty wasn't.

A new self-confidence surged through her, and she flipped them over so Jack was

lying beneath her. Before she could think, before she could stop and realize that she

wasn't behaving like herself at all, she grabbed both his wrists tightly between her

hands and pul ed them above his head.

"You're mine tonight' she said, her voice raw and unsteady, full of the need to show

him all the reasons why she was the only woman he'd ever want, ever again.

"Take my dress off' she ordered, briefly moving her hands from his wrists. Smart man

that he was, he

quickly complied, pulling the soft red cotton up past her hips, past her breasts. She

wiggled her shoulders as he pulled the dress up, then over her head. Shaking her hair

free, she reveled in being completely naked as she straddled Jack's shirt-clad chest.

Taking the dress from him, she quickly bound his wrists to the iron bed frame.

She'd never been so blatantly kinky with any man, but Rose knew that every

move she was making was perfectly right.

JESUS, HE COULDN'T BELIEVE ROSE had tied his wrists to his bed with her

dress. He'd always had to hold back his insatiable sexual appetite when he was

with a women, but tonight, with Rose, he was being given free reign to every

fantasy.

First, spanking. Now, bondage.

What made it even better was the fact that this little game was Rose's idea. Not his.

Then again, now that he thought about it, maybe the spanking had been her idea too.

She had goaded him into making good on his threat, hadn't she?

He was amazed by Rose.

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