Her Indecent Proposal (The BAD BOY BILLIONAIRES Collection) by Judy Angelo

to Sloane and to herself and, whatever it took, she was determined to
keep that promise.
    And so, as the evening shadows turned to night and the moon rose
higher in the inky-blue of the sky, Melanie drew her courage to her and reached
out and took Sloane’s hand.  They’d been outdoors for hours, eating then
relaxing with the sound of the gentle waves rolling in to the shore.  She could
delay no longer.  She had to show Sloane that she was woman enough to keep her
word.
    She drew him inside and into the living room where she directed him
to the sofa and, just like he’d done the night before, she switched on the CD
player and let music fill the room.  The soulful voice of Sade undulated in
soft, raspy waves and as the sounds of ‘Sweetest Taboo’ flowed through Melanie
walked back to the sofa, sat down beside her husband and cupped his face in her
hands.
    She glimpsed his momentary look of surprise just before she closed
her eyes, leaned forward and placed her lips on his.  It was a bold move on her
part, but it was something she had to do.
    At first he did not respond, his mouth so firm and tight under hers but
then, just as she would have pulled back, his lips softened and his arms went
up to draw her to him.
    Immediately, she sank into him, relief washing through her.  Maybe
he still wanted her and that gave her hope.  And courage.  Because she knew,
without a doubt, that she wanted him.
    Within seconds, Melanie was no longer in control of the kiss.  It
was Sloane who dominated, his lips moving over hers, making her yield and open
to him, and as she did, his tongue slipped in to explore the softness of her
mouth.
    Melanie moaned as Sloane’s kiss stoked the embers within but she
could feel the fire rising in him, too, in the tightness of his hold and the
pounding of his heart against her breasts.  And then his kiss grew urgent,
demanding, as he plundered her mouth, leaving her breathless.
    Sloane’s breathing was ragged as he pulled his lips away and the
look in his eyes told her all she needed to know.  He still wanted her.  He
looked ready to rip the clothes from her body and she knew exactly how he felt
because she felt like doing the same to him.
    And as the thought came to her she moved, reaching down to unbutton
the cotton shirt that hid his body from her gaze.  Ignoring his raised
eyebrows, she did not stop until all buttons had been loosened and she could
push her hands in to slide the garment from his shoulders.  When she saw his
torso, bare and beautiful in the glow of the lamp, she licked her lips, eager
for his taste on her tongue.
    Lowering her head, she planted her lips on his collarbone and kissed
him softly, and at the sound of his groan a thrill ran through her. 
Emboldened, she put out her tongue and licked at the taut skin, tasting him just
like she’d craved moments before.  Her tongue sliding over the smoothness, she
sampled the sweetness of his skin and then her lips were sliding lower till
they covered a flat nipple, making him moan.
    Thrilled with her newfound power, Melanie caught the stiff bud
between her teeth and nibbled and sucked until Sloane groaned and sank lower in
the sofa, giving her greater access to his body.
    She took full advantage, sliding down with him, moving her mouth to
tease his other nipple even as her hands slid down his body, stroking and
caressing, until they settled just above the waistband of his trousers.  Here
she paused, wanting him to make the next move.  She needed the rest of his
clothes gone but stalled, hoping he would grant her wish.
    But, deliberately it seemed, Sloane did nothing to help her, as if
saying this was her call.  And so she took up the challenge, sliding her hands
lower to loosen the buckle of his belt then opened the button on his pants.
    Hands shaking slightly, she began to push the trousers off his
hips.  He raised himself up and off the sofa, making her task a whole lot
easier but she almost got cold feet when they fell