In Bed with Beauty by Katherine Garbera Page A

does…”
    She left the couch and went to his side. “If it does?”
    “Then I’m hoping we’ve got some kind of good karma working for us. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”
    “Oh, Harris.”
    He didn’t say anything else, just pulled her into his arms and kissed her with a desperation she sensed he’d deny.
    His mouth moved over hers with surety and purpose and she knew that he was intent tonight on…what? Seduction seemed the most likely course. The evening was a prelude to it. A perfect dinner with soft candlelight and romantic music.
    But she knew that there was more at work here than seduction. His words echoed in her mind…I don’t want to hurt you. It scared her that he already knew he could hurt her. The only consolation she took was that there was genuine longing in his eyes that made her glow with all her femininity. Made her feel like the only woman on earth who could tame the wildness in his soul.
    Reaching up, she cupped his face. She ran her fingers along his jaw and then to the back of his neck and over his shoulders. They were strong and capable. Everything about him was. And she flexed her fingers, testing the resiliency of those muscles.
    His mouth left her, tracking a wet path down her neck, stopping to suck the pulse point at the base of her neck. His touch shot sensations straight to her groin and she shifted against him. Needing him in ways and in places she hadn’t just a moment before.
    “Harris,” she said, softly clasping his face in both her hands.
    He glanced up at her. She saw in his eyes too many emotions to identify and she felt in the pit of her stomach a feeling of nervous excitement.
    “No more talking tonight,” he said, covering her lips with one finger.
    He rubbed his forefinger over her lips. Teasing her until she opened them and tasted him with the tip of her tongue. She bit lightly on his finger. His eyes darkened. Emotion was shunted aside by a more primal response. He grabbed her hips and tugged her body closer to his until not even an inch of space remained between them.
    She took his jaw in her hands and pulled his face down to hers. His pupils were dilated and between her legs she felt him hot and hard. She’d never experienced a tenth of this passion with other men.
    His growled deep in his throat and lowered his head to hers again. This time there was no gentle seduction but a full out taking of her mouth. He didn’t mask what he wanted—he took. And she let him.
    One of his hands left her waist and cupped her butt, pulling her closer until her mound rested against his hardness. She ceased thinking.
    His mouth slid down her neck, suckling at the base. Her breasts felt so full and achingly tight. She leaned into his chest, trying to alleviate the pressure, which only heightened with each pull of his mouth on her neck.
    He moaned and she felt the sound throughout her body. His other hand left her back and found her aching nipple. Rubbing through the thin layers of dress and bra, he brought relief to the aching flesh.
    Sarah threw her head back. His other hand slid under her skirt, up her leg. Not stopping until he reached the center of her. She moaned again as his fingers skimmed the edge of her panties and slid underneath.
    Circling the slick flesh between her legs, he teased her with the promise of more. She shifted herself against his touch and finally felt him at the entrance of her body. He thrust two fingers deep inside her and she clutched at his shoulders.
    His thumb rubbed at the center of her pleasure and fire stormed through her. Throwing her closer and closer to the pinnacle. Her breathing increased, she could scarcely catch her breath. His hand on her bottom held her hips steady as he rocked against her.
    Her nerves all tightened. Everything inside her clenched and then there was the release she’d been driving toward. She shivered in the aftermath. Harris was still rock-hard between her legs. But he wrapped his arms around her and lowered