Flirting With Desire (Contemporary Romance) Complete Collection by Lucia Jordan

for fine dining or whatever. “Maybe if we found a local diner or something?”
    To her surprise, Damian agreed, and drove to a local spot. They walked into the cosy eatery and once seated a waitress appeared to take their order.
    Hanna noticed a local band setting up as they waited for their meal. They started playing and she found herself enjoying the show. For once, she could take her mind off the disturbing presence of the man seated beside her. At least, until he reached out and placed a hand over hers.
    “Still not ready to talk?” he asked, and Hanna found it impossible to meet his eyes.
    If she looked at him, she would remember. Would see in her mind’s eye the way he’d made her spread wide for him, so he could spear her with his skilful tongue. And how he’d stretched her lips wide with his girth, both above and below. Sex had never felt like that. Not with Chet or anyone. And Chet was the only man she’d been with for years. But she’d slipped so easily into succumbing to Damian’s sensual mastery. Her senses….blown. Looking at him or talking about it would make it seem real – and she so much wished it was just part of a fevered fantasy. She wasn’t ready for the reality that she wanted Damian – wanted him to take her again, and again. Till she was numb from the feel of his cock ramming her to the deepest neck of her needy sheathe.
    Hanna kept her gaze on the crowd, the band, and anything else that would keep her from meeting Damian’s gaze.
    Watching the band play and listening to the uplifting folk music made her think of how she’d planned to be in London with Chet by now, enjoying the music festival.
    “What are you thinking about?” Damian asked, as if reading her mind, hand still on hers.
    “I’m not sure. All I can think about is how I would have been with Chet right now. Chet only ever treated me with respect and love. Why would I ever trade that in for you?”
    She saw his eyes harden but he didn’t relinquish his hand over hers. Loathsome as she was to admit it, his warm clasp felt good against her skin.
    “You think by holding on to Chet as an ideal, you can turn off what you feel for me? The way you melted like ice cream on my tongue?” he asked softly, his thumb brushing over the sensitive swell of her inner palm. “Or when you told me you needed me, deep inside you. And I gave it to you just the way you wanted.”
    Hanna was burning from her roots to her toes. She snatched her hand away as she drew in a rough breath.
    “I guess you should be proud. You were the one able to bring out the animal in me,” she said calmly while inside, her body turned to molten lava. “But there’s only one man I could ever want or love. How does that make you feel?”
    He smirked, back to the same arrogant Damian. “Now that you’re free of him, I’m going to show you what it means to have a real man in your life,” he said with a raspy undertone, his face leaning in close enough that Hanna thought he would kiss her. Her nostrils flared, inhaling the sexy enticement of his cologne blended with his delicious personal aroma. Unable to help it, she stared down at his sensuously carved mouth and licked on her lips without thinking.
    His eyes darkened to pools of black heat. “I meant everything I said back in the suite, Hanna. I want you. And it extends beyond this trip. You and me. No other men or women. I promise you this,” were his husky words, his thick eyelashes swooping low to hood his gaze which lingered on the dusky centre of her breasts bared by the cleavage of her jacket.
    “Promises are the last thing I want from you, Damian Rush,” Hanna said, surprised by the smoky, sultry tone in her voice. What the hell was she doing?
    It was like being taken over by a desire that couldn’t be tamed. Lord help her but she wanted to fight it. Was hell-bent on trying to but when she read the blistering passion within Damian’s eyes, she felt like she’d surrendered to a spell.
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