A Game of Chance by Emma Shortt

Author:Emma Shortt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Indulgence, romance, contemporary, nerd, nerdy, geeky, quirky, fake relationship, overcoming odds, mistaken identity, romantic suspense, programmer
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Indulgence)
Published: 2018-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Kissing Chance was like nothing Meg had ever experienced before. She’d known it would be, the tension was far too intense for it to go any other way. But feeling it, each sensation, each movement, excited her to the point where she almost forgot why she had started this in the first place. Why she had maneuvered Chance into her apartment. Why she had tried to shake him up. And why she had done it here. In this small space. Somewhere that he couldn’t hide.

The truth.

She wanted the truth.

She had intended to get it tonight. Only, she hadn’t bargained on what would happen once Chance’s lips met hers.

She let out a shaky sigh as, almost automatically, she wrapped her hands around his neck. Thoughts of what had happened in the creative hub, of what she had learned, of X-Tech, of the work, of the importance of it all, nudged against her mind. Meg knew that she should be listening to those thoughts, heeding them, but they were nudging against a part of her that was rapidly being consumed by him. By his kiss.

Meg couldn’t stop it.

Truth was, she didn’t want to stop it.

Why had she thought she could?

She feathered her fingers along the back of his neck. His skin felt exactly as she had imagined it would.

She brushed her thumbs down to the place where his neck met his shoulders. She felt the taut muscles there.

She touched her tongue against his. A bolt of pure pleasure shot through her.

And his lips…their lips…the kiss…

The reasons why Meg shouldn’t be letting this get so out of control, the very sensible reasons, began to fade into the back of her mind. Before long, it started to seem like all that mattered was the kiss, the way Chance moved against her, the way the little hairs around his lips tickled against her own, the way he felt right there next to her.

She let out an involuntary sigh of pleasure. It feathered against Chance’s lips. He pulled her to him. Meg let him do it. She felt his erection press up against her stomach. Her nipples hardened against the denim of her shirt. Her lace-panties suddenly felt far too tight. How could she even begin to pretend that she didn’t want him inside her? Liar he might be, but Chance had made her pant with desire from the first time she’d seen him.

She lifted her hands, brushing them into his hair. It had grown a little over the last few days. Enough for her to realize that it would be curly if he let it grow any longer. That delighted Meg, and she ran her fingers against it, wishing it was long enough for her to grip it and pull him even closer.

Perhaps he sensed what she was thinking? Perhaps he was thinking the exact same thing? He deepened the kiss. The next thing Meg knew, he was pushing her against the table. The edge dug into the soft flesh of her ass. She had two choices.

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