Page 32 of The Mastermind
What are you doing, Audri?
I didn’t have an answer. All I had was a bonfire of sin and salvation, singeing me.
“I don’t see a mess . . .” he whispered, his voice becoming more sinful and decadent.
He flicked the sauce from my chest with his finger and licked it off. My thighs clenched at the bold gesture.
“Billionaires love delicacies. I eatwhatever,whenever,andwhereverI please. I’ve never tasted anything so delicious.”
I couldn’t stop the quiet moan as my body’s delicacies oozed from between my thighs and soaked my panties.
What would he do if he knew?
CHAPTERTWELVE
REMINGTON
I’d goto hell for this, but I didn’t give a damn.
Right now, Audri wasn’t my best friend’s sister. She was just an attractive woman who seduced me with drips of barbecue sauce on her chest. Barbecue sauce had never tasted so fucking good. I wanted to lick every drop off her body and hear her moan again.
She was just as turned on by this spontaneous scenario as I was. I didn’t want to think about the consequences of my actions. I should have, but I discarded them.
If she wanted me to stop, she would’ve said something. I was grateful she didn’t.
My eyes followed the sliver of sauce as it slid farther down between her breasts. Her nipples had perked when I first entered her apartment. She hadn’t noticed, but I sure did. The thin dress with the low neckline launched my imagination into dangerous territory.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off her as we ate. What had gone through her mind when she stabbed at the ribs? Who had angered her?
Audri shifted on my lap, arousing me even more.
“Let me help you clean this up.” I bent down and licked a splatter of sauce from her cheek, then to the sexy dot of a mole near her lip, and nibbled my way down to her neck. My mouth stayed on her pulse, loving the way it throbbed against my lips.
She released a sigh as she turned her head, offering me more access.
“I’ve never had this kind of dinner before, Audri. It satisfies my taste buds.” My cock swelled, wanting more than the taste of her skin on my tongue.
Her cheeks flushed with lust and embarrassment as I licked the last splatter of sauce near her heart. It took every ounce of control not to go after the sauce between her breasts or the ones staining the fabric covering her nipples. Going there was stepping over the demarcation line, wasn’t it? I did, however, lick a tiny drop of sauce off her chin. Her lips parted, and I loved how she responded to me. It would be so easy just to kiss her right now.
She exhaled as I pressed my hand into her lower back. I didn’t have to wonder about her attraction—I knew for certain—but where would I take it? Where would shewantme to take it?
A bolt of logic shot through me, bringing me back to reality. I slapped her ass. “Is this how you treat all your male guests?”
She leaped off my thighs, and though I yearned for her to return, I let her go. If this continued, she’d end up in bed with me, wanting a lot more than I could give. She’d want a home and stability, which all pointed to attachment. Remington Starke didn’t want to attach to anyone or anything. That had been my rule for the longest time and had seeped into my blood.
I couldn’t offer her what she needed.
A flash of hurt washed over her face as she shimmied down the hem of her nightshirt dress. “You’re an ass.” She tore a paper towel from the roll and cleaned the sauce from her body and the splatter on the table.
That’s right. Keep that thought in your head, Sexy Dot.I’d always wanted to kiss that mole above her lip.
In silence, she cleared the table with swiftness. She ignored me when I helped her pack up the food and place it in the refrigerator.
“Dinner isover. Why are you still here?” Her bitter tone chilled my skin.
I didn’t blame her. I should have refrained from touching her. Audri was the only woman who tugged at my control, and I almost lost it tonight.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have provoked you. It was a mistake.”