tonight, Amber.” His breath skimmed her
cheek as his hand closed gently around her upper arm, his thumb brushing a
little circle on her bare skin. From that tiny spot on her arm, delicious
gooseflesh rippled over her whole body. His gaze dropped lower, skimming over
her revealing neckline with open approval. And just like that, Amber felt her
nipples harden.
“Th—Thank you.” The halter-style cocktail dress showed a lot
more skin than she was used to exposing. That morning in the department store
dressing room her reflection had seemed more glamorous than sexy. But Ray’s
frank perusal made her want to tug the top of the dress up to her chin. She
felt herself blushing to the roots of her hair.
* * * *
Ray’s cock sprang to life as Amber stared up at him, bright
spots of color on her smooth cheeks. Did she have any idea what a knock-out she
was in the form-fitting, low-cut dress? The tops of her magnificent breasts
pushed up proudly, the dark blue fabric of the dress setting off to perfection
the warm brown color of her skin. The waist of the garment nipped in,
accentuating her curvy bottom. Silver-blue stilettos gave definition to her
trim ankles and calves. And she’d left her hair down for once. The soft waves
brushing her bare shoulders made her look younger, less severe. Even in the
yellow tube top and short shorts last spring, she hadn’t looked as luscious as
she did tonight.
He found himself seriously rethinking his decision to leave
well enough alone. He’d come here tonight with a well-laid plan—eat some tasty
and expensive finger foods, flirt a little with Saundra, and say his brief
goodbyes to the few people he would actually miss. He had specifically decided
to avoid getting sucked into any kind of big scene with Amber. That was, until
he spotted her in this damn, flame-blue dress.
Lord knew he’d been over and over it in his mind these past
two weeks. There was something about this woman that made him want to know more
about her, spend more time with her, touch her, kiss her. Be with her.
And that was exactly the problem. He had a hunch that starting something with
her wouldn’t end with just a casual fling. And he really couldn’t afford the
time or energy that he’d need to devote to a real relationship with her. His
new job would demand all his attention for some time to come, and weekends
would belong to Gran and Granddad. He’d have little to offer her, especially
with the long commute between them. Besides, from what Amber had said, she was
equally committed to learning her new job and helping out her sister.
Far better to cut his losses now than to let himself get more fully involved.
And then there was the other thing, the sex-with-two-guys
thing. While he had to admit that the idea was initially intriguing, the simple
fact was he was a traditional kind of guy in the sack. One man, one woman. No-holds-barred
smokin’ hot sex. He wasn’t exactly sure he was ready to expand his love-making
repertoire to include sharing his bed partner with another man.
So, he’d come to the party tonight with everything neatly
sorted out in his mind, planning to be completely immune to Amber’s charms.
But after seeing her in that come-and-get-me dress and
feeling the heat of her silky skin beneath his fingers, all his careful,
sensible plans seemed to go up in a puff of flame-blue smoke.
She had just popped some kind of little cream puff into her
mouth, and ended up with some of the white filling decorating her full, crimson
lips. The sight made him go weak in the knees. The urge to haul her up close
and kiss her mouth clean surged through him like a tsunami.
To hell with all his considerations. This might be his last
chance to be with her. Maybe he could make her forget he was only one guy.
“You look pretty good yourself,” she said, “and so does your
brother. Er―cousin.” Her big eyes focused for a moment on Cal before she tipped her glass up and drained it dry.
Ray noticed for
cheek as his hand closed gently around her upper arm, his thumb brushing a
little circle on her bare skin. From that tiny spot on her arm, delicious
gooseflesh rippled over her whole body. His gaze dropped lower, skimming over
her revealing neckline with open approval. And just like that, Amber felt her
nipples harden.
“Th—Thank you.” The halter-style cocktail dress showed a lot
more skin than she was used to exposing. That morning in the department store
dressing room her reflection had seemed more glamorous than sexy. But Ray’s
frank perusal made her want to tug the top of the dress up to her chin. She
felt herself blushing to the roots of her hair.
* * * *
Ray’s cock sprang to life as Amber stared up at him, bright
spots of color on her smooth cheeks. Did she have any idea what a knock-out she
was in the form-fitting, low-cut dress? The tops of her magnificent breasts
pushed up proudly, the dark blue fabric of the dress setting off to perfection
the warm brown color of her skin. The waist of the garment nipped in,
accentuating her curvy bottom. Silver-blue stilettos gave definition to her
trim ankles and calves. And she’d left her hair down for once. The soft waves
brushing her bare shoulders made her look younger, less severe. Even in the
yellow tube top and short shorts last spring, she hadn’t looked as luscious as
she did tonight.
He found himself seriously rethinking his decision to leave
well enough alone. He’d come here tonight with a well-laid plan—eat some tasty
and expensive finger foods, flirt a little with Saundra, and say his brief
goodbyes to the few people he would actually miss. He had specifically decided
to avoid getting sucked into any kind of big scene with Amber. That was, until
he spotted her in this damn, flame-blue dress.
Lord knew he’d been over and over it in his mind these past
two weeks. There was something about this woman that made him want to know more
about her, spend more time with her, touch her, kiss her. Be with her.
And that was exactly the problem. He had a hunch that starting something with
her wouldn’t end with just a casual fling. And he really couldn’t afford the
time or energy that he’d need to devote to a real relationship with her. His
new job would demand all his attention for some time to come, and weekends
would belong to Gran and Granddad. He’d have little to offer her, especially
with the long commute between them. Besides, from what Amber had said, she was
equally committed to learning her new job and helping out her sister.
Far better to cut his losses now than to let himself get more fully involved.
And then there was the other thing, the sex-with-two-guys
thing. While he had to admit that the idea was initially intriguing, the simple
fact was he was a traditional kind of guy in the sack. One man, one woman. No-holds-barred
smokin’ hot sex. He wasn’t exactly sure he was ready to expand his love-making
repertoire to include sharing his bed partner with another man.
So, he’d come to the party tonight with everything neatly
sorted out in his mind, planning to be completely immune to Amber’s charms.
But after seeing her in that come-and-get-me dress and
feeling the heat of her silky skin beneath his fingers, all his careful,
sensible plans seemed to go up in a puff of flame-blue smoke.
She had just popped some kind of little cream puff into her
mouth, and ended up with some of the white filling decorating her full, crimson
lips. The sight made him go weak in the knees. The urge to haul her up close
and kiss her mouth clean surged through him like a tsunami.
To hell with all his considerations. This might be his last
chance to be with her. Maybe he could make her forget he was only one guy.
“You look pretty good yourself,” she said, “and so does your
brother. Er―cousin.” Her big eyes focused for a moment on Cal before she tipped her glass up and drained it dry.
Ray noticed for
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