Playing with Temptation by Erika Wilde

come for him.
    She was saved from responding when the doors to the elevator opened and they stepped inside with two other women already there. Logan leaned against the brass railing along the side wall while Raina stood a few feet away from him, looking straight ahead as the elevator stopped on various floors on the way down to drop off and pick up people.
    He was certain she was grateful for the reprieve, and he really couldn’t blame her. From the moment they’d seen one another in the conference room, they’d both gone through varying degrees of emotion, but the strongest one that remained for him was a renewed lust and need for this one particular woman. And considering how he’d lived his life the past six years, he wasn’t sure how he felt about her pull on him.
    When it came to The Players Club and his choice of women, he was never impulsive. He’d always been much more calculated in his pursuit of sexual pleasures, finding women who were far more malleable and submissive than Raina—women he knew he could walk away from because they were easy and a one-time challenge because a long-term relationship wasn’t what he was in the market for. Not when he could still feel the burn from the way his high school sweetheart/fiancée and his best friend had so completely devastated him with their betrayal.
    But from the moment he’d seen Raina dancing up in that gold-gilded cage at the Rave party, so uninhibited in her sensuality and that long, gorgeous blonde hair begging to be wrapped around his fist, he’d been riveted. And even though his gut told him she was different, that she was the exact opposite of docile and pliable when it came to his demands, his cock had wanted her.
    The moment he’d crowded into that cage with her and pressed her against the bars, he’d known that she wasn’t a pushover, that her ability to yield to him would be based on him being stronger and more dominant—a prospect he’d found incredibly arousing. He’d managed to keep her fingers wrapped around those bars while he’d slid his hand beneath her dress to make her come, and had restrained them again behind her back when she’d straddled his lap on the chair and he’d sunk balls deep into her silken pussy.
    But both times, he’d been well aware of the defiance and rebellion in her body’s movements, along with the struggle and need for her to be in charge. She’d been passionate, full of fire, and an exciting challenge in terms of him maintaining control of her and the scene. She was clearly a woman who liked being on top, and he’d allowed her that position at the club because it had been convenient to have her sitting astride his lap because of the chair. But make no mistake, he intended to make sure she knew that he was the top when it came to sex, and he welcomed the challenge of that particular power play between them.
    As he watched her lick her bottom lip, something deeper stirred within him, and he was struck with the realization that he didn’t merely want to fuck her. No, he wanted to unravel her, figure out what made her so guarded and wary beneath her tough facade, and ultimately, he wanted to possess her.
    He ignored the warning in his head, the one that was telling him he was breaking all his self-imposed rules and he’d be much smarter to keep their association all about business, instead of pleasure.
    But it didn’t matter what his logical mind was advising him, because he wasn’t even close to having his fill of her. And until he sated this deep, addictive craving he’d developed for Raina, he was going to pull out the heavy artillery and seduce the hell out of her mind and body and make sure she enjoyed what he already knew was a mutual, and undeniable, desire for one another.
    They finally reached the lobby level, and as they walked out of the elevator, he deliberately splayed his palm against the small of her back, just because he wanted her to get used to him casually touching her. She didn’t