The Girl Of His Dreams by Susan Mallery

Author:Susan Mallery [Mallery, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Silhouette Books
Published: 2014-07-17T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Kayla stood by his bed, a trembling, sensual creature, nearly otherworldly in her beauty. Patrick cupped her face. He traced her high cheekbones, the shape of her mouth, her jaw, before stroking her elegant neck.

She watched him steadily, her gaze never leaving his. Her green eyes had softened to the color of emerald mist.

They stood in semidarkness. A lamp in the corner cast a pale glow toward the ceiling. The bathroom light was on, the door partially closed. There was enough light to see by, but not enough to be obtrusive.

He smiled.

“What’s that for?” she asked.

“I’m waiting to find out this is just a dream.”

She tilted her head to one side. Blond curls drifted over her bare shoulders. “Do you dream about me often?”

They were about to make love; there was no reason for him not to tell the truth. “In the past few weeks, yes.”

She returned his smile. “Since the, ah…”

“Kiss?”

“Yeah.”

He nodded. “Since the kiss. Everything changed. I’m not sure why. It just got different.”

“I agree.” She ducked her head, as if she were feeling shy. “I meant what I said, Patrick. No matter what, I want us to always be friends.”

Friends and lovers? He’d never experienced that before. Was it possible? “I want that, too. You mean a lot to me. I need you in my life.”

She stepped toward him and rested her forehead against his chest. “I need you, too. I know everything is changing between us, but I need to know you’ll always be the same.”

“I promise. I’m not going anywhere.”

He meant the words in an emotional sense, as in, he had no plans to stop caring about her, but as soon as he said them, they took on a different meaning. I’m not going anywhere, but you are.

A sharp pain took up residence in his chest. Apparently Kayla felt it, too, because she whimpered softly and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Patrick.”

She spoke his name as a plea. He wasn’t sure what she wanted or needed, but the feel of her so close to him forced him to respond with a kiss.

She arched her head back and met him more than halfway. Yielding flesh, warm and sweet, opened to him. He tasted her, felt the tender inner smoothness of her lips, the slickness of her teeth, then began to stroke her tongue.

Once again passion threatened to spiral out of control. She clung to him, her fingers kneading into his back. He touched her everywhere. Hands on her hair, her back, her hips, her rear. He rubbed the cool fabric of her dress, his groin swelling painfully when he found the zipper tab nestled against her spine.

He pulled it down slowly. The dress parted, gossamer silk revealing the warm cream of her skin. His fingers traced a line from her shoulders down her spine, pausing to discover the lacy band of her bra.

Never breaking their kiss, she lowered her hands to her sides. The dress slipped down, pausing at her hips. She wiggled slightly, and the garment was gone.

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