her hands on the table. “That’s only four events so you only get four…encounters.”
“ Encounters? Do you have to talk like a lawyer?”
“What’s the problem? Your brother is a lawyer.”
“So are both of my parents and they can’t speak plain English, either.” Danny rested his arm along the back of the dining chair. “Just say I get four sessions of hot, uninhibited fantasy sex. I’ll even let you choose the fantasies, but remember, they’ll have to be spontaneous.”
Jordan stared at him, her brows arching in disbelief. “You were serious about that ‘anytime’ stuff?”
“Absolutely.”
“I’ve got to go.”
She shot to her feet and made a production of clearing the table. The take-out boxes were nested inside of one another before she stacked the empty plates and gathered the linen napkins. Danny caught her arm, preventing her escape to the kitchen. He took the plates from her and set them back on the table.
“Leave the dishes. I’ll take care of them. Right now, I want to know which number comes next.”
“What?”
“If last night was fantasy number fifteen…” He placed a hand on either of her hips and drew her close. “Then do you want to go up the list—” he slid his palms toward the underside of her breasts “—or work your way down?” He bumped her pelvis to punctuate the question.
Her breath was audible now and he felt her nipples bead against his chest through the fabric of her blouse and his shirt. Moist and pink and slightly parted, her lips begged for his kiss. Her maple syrup-colored eyes darkened as she held his gaze. Jordan’s hands came up to caress his shoulders and her thigh pressed between his, teasing the placket of his jeans. She leaned closer, tilting her head up to whisper in his ear.
“You’ll have to wait to find out. Our ten days don’t start until tomorrow.”
8
T HE BEST WAY to seduce a woman was to get inside her head and figure out what she really wanted. As soon as he saw Jordan safely to her car, Danny headed for the nearest bookstore to find a copy of Fifty Fast Fantasies.
Twenty minutes later, he felt as though he was back at school, studying for a particularly challenging test. Then again, his homework had never been like this. His pulse thudded down his body until it became a dull throb in his groin as he stood in the Sex & Relationships section of Barnes & Noble. This stuff was hot!
As he read the chapter titles, he didn’t know whether to laugh or drive straight to Jordan’s house. Him Tarzan, You Tempting had possibilities if he could figure out how to rig up some vines. And Hey Lady, Check Your Oil? might be fun if he didn’t mind scratching the hood of his car.
“Can I help you with anything, sir?”
He looked up from the pages to see a kid wearing a store name tag and a smirk. The clerk’s attention darted to the book title and back again. Danny shook his head. “No, thanks. I found what I wanted.”
The kid’s grin got wider as he turned away. “That’s a popular find lately.”
Left alone, he flipped to the next page in the book. Jordan would look great in a French maid’s uniform. He could easily picture her wearing a little black ruffled dress and a short white apron and nothing else. But something told him she hadn’t bought this guidebook looking for adventurous sex.
If he’d guessed right, Jordan just wanted to shed some of her inhibitions. From what David had told him and what he’d observed around her family, she was a quiet, responsible woman who worried too much about what other people thought of her. Even last night, she’d initiated the idea for the Strangers For One Night fantasy but hadn’t carried out all of the details.
Jordan didn’t need props or gimmicks. All she needed was a compassionate lover to encourage her and give her the freedom to be adventurous. Danny looked at the introduction page again and read the words “Be Spontaneous.” He could do that. But what about a woman who
“ Encounters? Do you have to talk like a lawyer?”
“What’s the problem? Your brother is a lawyer.”
“So are both of my parents and they can’t speak plain English, either.” Danny rested his arm along the back of the dining chair. “Just say I get four sessions of hot, uninhibited fantasy sex. I’ll even let you choose the fantasies, but remember, they’ll have to be spontaneous.”
Jordan stared at him, her brows arching in disbelief. “You were serious about that ‘anytime’ stuff?”
“Absolutely.”
“I’ve got to go.”
She shot to her feet and made a production of clearing the table. The take-out boxes were nested inside of one another before she stacked the empty plates and gathered the linen napkins. Danny caught her arm, preventing her escape to the kitchen. He took the plates from her and set them back on the table.
“Leave the dishes. I’ll take care of them. Right now, I want to know which number comes next.”
“What?”
“If last night was fantasy number fifteen…” He placed a hand on either of her hips and drew her close. “Then do you want to go up the list—” he slid his palms toward the underside of her breasts “—or work your way down?” He bumped her pelvis to punctuate the question.
Her breath was audible now and he felt her nipples bead against his chest through the fabric of her blouse and his shirt. Moist and pink and slightly parted, her lips begged for his kiss. Her maple syrup-colored eyes darkened as she held his gaze. Jordan’s hands came up to caress his shoulders and her thigh pressed between his, teasing the placket of his jeans. She leaned closer, tilting her head up to whisper in his ear.
“You’ll have to wait to find out. Our ten days don’t start until tomorrow.”
8
T HE BEST WAY to seduce a woman was to get inside her head and figure out what she really wanted. As soon as he saw Jordan safely to her car, Danny headed for the nearest bookstore to find a copy of Fifty Fast Fantasies.
Twenty minutes later, he felt as though he was back at school, studying for a particularly challenging test. Then again, his homework had never been like this. His pulse thudded down his body until it became a dull throb in his groin as he stood in the Sex & Relationships section of Barnes & Noble. This stuff was hot!
As he read the chapter titles, he didn’t know whether to laugh or drive straight to Jordan’s house. Him Tarzan, You Tempting had possibilities if he could figure out how to rig up some vines. And Hey Lady, Check Your Oil? might be fun if he didn’t mind scratching the hood of his car.
“Can I help you with anything, sir?”
He looked up from the pages to see a kid wearing a store name tag and a smirk. The clerk’s attention darted to the book title and back again. Danny shook his head. “No, thanks. I found what I wanted.”
The kid’s grin got wider as he turned away. “That’s a popular find lately.”
Left alone, he flipped to the next page in the book. Jordan would look great in a French maid’s uniform. He could easily picture her wearing a little black ruffled dress and a short white apron and nothing else. But something told him she hadn’t bought this guidebook looking for adventurous sex.
If he’d guessed right, Jordan just wanted to shed some of her inhibitions. From what David had told him and what he’d observed around her family, she was a quiet, responsible woman who worried too much about what other people thought of her. Even last night, she’d initiated the idea for the Strangers For One Night fantasy but hadn’t carried out all of the details.
Jordan didn’t need props or gimmicks. All she needed was a compassionate lover to encourage her and give her the freedom to be adventurous. Danny looked at the introduction page again and read the words “Be Spontaneous.” He could do that. But what about a woman who
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