From the Outside by Helen Brenna

Author:Helen Brenna
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Actresses, Stock Car Drivers, Man-Woman Relationships, Automobile Racing Drivers, Contemporary, General, Romance, Suspense, Fiction, Sports
ISBN: 9780373185221
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2009-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

ROBERTO PULLED onto pit road and quickly braked to a stop. The crew dashed to and fro around the car. Let’s go! Let’s go! It seemed to be taking forever. He sat up to see who the hell was changing his left front tire. The man glanced over the fender and grinned at him.

Papá? How had his father gotten here?

Roberto’s eyes snapped open to blackness, cut only by a single slice of moonlight. Where the hell? Then he remembered. Mexico. His home. His couch. Mallory. The blissful warmth of her body ran the length of his side. He turned his head and ran his cheek along the silky softness of her hair and became cognizant of the position of his right arm, the way it was wrapped around her and his hand, resting at her side, inches from her heart.

Two minutes to enjoy this, he told himself, and then he would carry her to her bed. And leave her there. Two minutes to lie here and imagine what her bare skin would feel like, her back, her side, her tummy. Two minutes to imagine what it would be like to roll over with her and lose himself inside her warmth.

Ay, yi, yi.

His traitorous, evil arm searched for the zipper to her dress and inched it down. If she wakes, game’s over. She didn’t. The hand attached to that wayward arm slipped between the open folds of fabric and pressed against her skin, so warm it almost burned. Still not awake.

Perfect. She was perfect. He sucked in a breath and clenched his jaw. And she was still sound asleep.

Wrapping his arm around her, he shifted to his side, drawing her close to him. He leaned over her, let the look of her, eyes closed, bare neck gleaming up at him, lips slightly parted, hair splayed out behind her head, brand his memory.

He’d never wanted a woman as much as he wanted Mallory in this moment. And never, never had he exercised this level of restraint. Wake up. Stop me. Slowly, he bent his head and ran a trail of kisses from one gorgeous shoulder, over a collarbone, across her chest to rest at the other shoulder. Wake up. Before I can’t stop. He pressed his face into her neck and kissed her jaw, the corner of her mouth, her lips.

And then her mouth fully opened and she was kissing him back. Feverishly. Her hands, restless and urgent, ran under his shirt, then along his side and up his neck. Her fingers delved into his hair and Roberto had a momentary urge to pull back. Too close. She was too close. But as he pressed back against her hand, she lifted her head, deepening their kiss.

No, not close enough. She could have his head on a silver platter for all he cared. He groaned, giving in.

Immediately, as if the sound had brought her fully aware, she tensed. And then, wide-eyed, shoved her hands against his chest. “I can’t do this.”

“Yes, you can.”

“No.”

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