The Sweetest Seduction, Breakaway Hearts by Crista McHugh Page A

out, still unable to come to terms with her conflicted emotions. Her mind cautioned that she’d only get hurt by him, that he was no different than Trey.
    But with every breath, those thoughts grew further and further away. She found a new peace in the solid lines of his body, from the firm touch of his hands as he ran them along her back, from the steady beating of his heart. This could easily become her new home.
    “As much as I’m enjoying this, I’m going to have to let you go soon.” He tilted her chin up, the hunger in his eyes barely contained as pressed his lips against her forehead. He ran his thumb along her lips, sending shivers deep into the lowest recess of her stomach. “I’m just a man, after all, and you are a very beautiful, very tempting woman.”
    He was holding back on her, restraining the desire he obviously felt for her.
    The warning bells went off in her mind again, telling her to back away slowly while she still could, but her body refused to listen. She wanted Adam. She needed to feel his lips on her once again, to have him worship her as the treasure he thought she was. Yes, it would be considered crossing the line, but she’d rather enjoy one night in his arms than kick herself for letting fear hold her back.
    Keeping her body still pressed against his, she reached up and lowered his lips to hers.

Chapter Seven
     
    Adam sucked in a sharp breath, his muscles tensing as she kissed him. A needle of doubt pierced Lia’s mind. Had she misread him? Had she gone too far?
    Then a moan of defeat came out when he exhaled, and his resistance faded. His tongue swooped into her mouth, intertwining with hers in a seductive dance. His hands were everywhere—her hair, her back, her hips. When they finally settled on her ass, he pressed her against the hard evidence of his desire.
    I should stop now before I get hurt .
    Easier said than done as his kisses grew deeper, hungrier, so very much like her own. The increasing pressure of his hands against her buttocks begged her to give him permission to take the next to step. Before she knew what was happening, she had jumped into his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist. By the time they’d reached his bedroom, she’d removed both his shirt and her own. They fell back on his bed, her lips never breaking contact with his as the insatiable need consumed her.
    Her bra flew off in a matter of seconds, followed by her pants and underwear. The rough denim of his jeans rubbed against the tender skin of her inner thighs, tormenting her in more than one way. She blindly reached for the button, the zipper, anything she could to free him from the confines of his clothing.
    He tore his lips away from her and rose to his hands and knees, his chest billowing as he stared at her. “Oh, God, Lia, you’re so beautiful,” he said in a hoarse whisper before blazing a new trail of kisses along her throat down to her breasts.
    He caught one of her nipples between his teeth. Her hips bucked from the exquisite sensation, moving in time with every nibble, every suck, every flick of his tongue. His weight settled over her, controlling her movements until the need welling inside broke free with a howl of frustration. “No more, please, Adam.”
    His head jerked up. “You want me to stop?” he asked, even though everything about him begged her to let him continue.
    “No, I just want you in me now before something interrupts us this time.”
    He chuckled before kissing the tip of her nose. “Don’t worry, Lia. I have every intention of making sure you leave here extremely satisfied.”
    “Prove it.” She caught his face between her palms, keeping his lips occupied while she shimmied his jeans down with her toes.
    He chuckled again as he removed his boxers, kicking them off with his jeans somewhere near the foot of the bed.
    His cock, now free, brushed against the outer edges of her sex. The corners of her eyes burned from the intense desire coiling within her. She’d