Say It With Diamonds by Lucy King Page A

movement and any control she’d felt, any spurious inch of moral high ground she might have occupied, had vanished.
    How she’d managed to peel off her sopping clothes with such shaking hands and trembling fingers she had no idea. When her elbow had accidentally brushed his shoulder she’d nearly leapt off the seat, so strong had been the electric charge that coursed through her body. The heat and attraction and need that had then gripped her had been so overwhelming, so alarming that she’d felt she had to cling onto her indignation as some kind of defence against him.
    Ha. Defence? It was becoming pretty clear that she had absolutely no defence against Will. He’d told her he thought she was beautiful and that had been that. The last smidgeon of resentment still bouncing around inside her had evaporated and she’d crumbled.
    Somewhere in the hazy fog of desire that had replaced her brain she was dimly aware that she was once more being skilfully manoeuvred. Not that her melting, quivering bodyseemed to care. No. One touch, and her fickle body decided that the more skilfully Will wanted to manoeuvre her, the better.
    Bella stared at him, her mouth going dry and her heart beginning to gallop. Her breathing shallowed as if he’d stolen her oxygen and at his heat, his scent, his proximity and the intensity of the look in his eyes, her insides liquefied.
    She held her breath as his head moved lower, closer. His scent engulfed her and she went dizzy. Her mouth actually watered. The slow steady beat of desire began to drum through her and something inside her melted.
    She’d spent every second since she’d met him desperate to find out what he tasted like, and it had been driving her nuts. Frankly, she was through with guessing. And through with waiting.
    It was only a kiss, after all, and how could one little kiss hurt? She’d had countless kisses and none of them had ever hurt. Why should this one be any different?
    Bella parted her lips, felt their breaths mingle for a second and then she moved forwards and settled her mouth on his.
    She felt him jolt. Tense a little, and she wondered if he’d jerk back. But he didn’t, so she closed her eyes, ran her tongue along his lower lip, revelling in its firmness and heat, then slid inside.
    And immediately lost all sense of reality.
    Sensations cascaded through her as she gave up to the deliciousness of his mouth. Liquid fire replaced the blood in her veins. Pounding desire filled every cell of her body and her insides began to quiver.
    Oh, God, Bella thought as their tongues tangled languidly. Now she knew what he tasted like. He tasted of excitement. Arousal. Wickedness. And she was utterly intoxicated.
    Unable to prevent it, she sighed into his mouth and he responded instantly, moving the hand that wasn’t caressing herhip to the nape of her neck, sliding his fingers through her hair and angling her head to deepen the kiss. And then he was back in control, claiming possession of her mouth, her lips, her senses.
    She clutched at the back of the seat for support with one hand and curled the other into a fist, digging her nails into her palm in a desperate attempt to focus on something other than the desire clawing at her stomach. But at the devastation he was wreaking on her, at the mercy of such exquisite need, she didn’t stand a chance. She groaned and leaned into him, and then Will was hauling her onto his lap, pulling her closer and anchoring her against him as he devoured her mouth.
    Bella twisted slightly so that her torso was plastered against his, wrapped her arms around his neck and felt her mind go blank. All that existed was the two of them on the back seat of his car and the scorching heat they seemed to generate.
    He broke away and slid his mouth along her jaw to her ear. ‘This was just supposed to be a kiss,’ he whispered raggedly.
    ‘It still is.’ And as long as it stayed that way she’d be fine.
    ‘You think?’ The warmth of his breath on her