Dominated By Desire by Barbara Donlon Bradley Page A

melting smile.
    “You’re terrible.” She laughed. His libido did seem to have a mind of its own, but she needed to show she did trust him. “You know two can play at this game.”
    “Really?” he perked up a bit.
    “I have been thwarting men for years.” She stepped back from him.
    “You don’t have a chance.”
    “That sounds like a challenge.” His eyes lit up at the thought.
    Maybe taunting him wasn’t the smartest thing she could have done. She pulled the dress over her head, removing her other outfit as the dress slid down her body. She had learned how to do this during different assignments.
    Came in handy from time to time. The top came off without a hitch, but a large pair of hands stopped the progress of the dress and she couldn’t reach her pants.
    “You’re cheating?” he sounded astonished.
    “Really? Where are your hands?” She slipped her arms through the sleeves of the dress. He unhooked her pants and pulled them down her hips.
    The dress followed, keeping his hands at bay.
    The low neckline allowed her to wiggle into the dress without having to release the seams. Once on it fit like a glove but she found a problem.
    The material across her breasts was too skimpy. One false move and she’d be popping out.
    Storm batted her hands away from the material when she tried to fix it and arranged it so it covered what she wanted but exposed what he wanted to see. Taking her hand, he led her to a close mirror. “You look beautiful.” She stared at the image looking back at her. “That can’t be me.” His hands slipped beneath the top of her dress, gently cupping her. “Do you feel that?”
    “Yes.” All he had to do was touch her and her libido came to life. Her heart was beating double time from a simple touch.
    “Then you know it’s you.” He bent his head to nibble on her neck. She tilted hers so he could have total access to that side.
    His lips pressed against her throat before nipping against the same soft skin. He blazed a trail down the tender flesh until he hit her shoulder and the material of the dress. “As much as I’d like to just rip the dress from you I don’t think my leaders would appreciate the gesture. You need to take it off before I take it off you.”
    “But you just said you wouldn’t rip it off me.”
    “So you want to see how gentle I can be with you? That dress is coming off. It blocks my view too much.” He ran the tips of his fingers across her exposed skin, causing little goose bumps to rise up in the path. “Let’s see how far I get before I turn into a wild man.”
    Shivers went down her spine as he walked behind her. She felt the gentle pressure of his fingers against the magnetic seal that held the dress together, then the tips of his fingers brushing her skin as he slid them through the seam to the bottom of her spine.
    “I do like the view from here.” His words soft, right next to her ear.
    She looked down and saw why. She was completely exposed to him.
    He dipped his hands into the bodice to pay a little homage to her breasts before going lower. When one of his hands closed over her mound she felt her body clinch. His fingers separated the soft folds and explored, drawing a few sounds from her.
    “Really?” She could feel his grin against her throat. “So I need to explore here a little more to see what sort of sounds I can elicit from you?”
    “Storm.” She touched her cheeks because she could feel them heating up. “I have embarrassed you.”
    “I’m just not use to such talk.” She didn’t think he’d be so tuned in to what she thought or felt. It was nice having a partner who cared that much.
    “Maybe we should remove the dress? Wasn’t that the main goal?”
    “Was it?” He moved back around and grasped the cuff of the sleeve.
    Giving it a tug, he pulled it down one arm. “I thought it was not to damage the dress before I have my way with you.”
    “You do have a one track mind.”
    “When it comes to you I seem to.”