Simply Sinful. Carly Phillips

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in a blur caused by near panic. Then she found herself alone with Kane in his hotel room. For a woman with limited experience, she wondered what had possessed her. She swung around, taking in the clutter. An open briefcase sat on the table, clothes lay scattered around and an unzipped suitcase had been shoved into the corner. The mess was so unfeminine, so like a man…so like Kane.

      “You okay?” he asked.

      “I’m fine.”

      “You’re trembling.”

      She glanced at her surroundings once more. The king-size mattress in the center of the room drew her focus. What awaited her in that bed sent her imagination soaring. Kayla, Kane, hot bodies, tangled sheets…To her shock, her case of nerves calmed as she realized this was exactly where she wanted to be.

      She looked at him. “I’m okay now.”

      “Kayla…”

      “Yes?”

      He cleared his throat. “Have you ever done this before?”

      She raised her chin at the doubt in his tone. “Lots of times.”

      “Bull.”

      “Fine.” She made for the door before his embarrassing, on-target questions humiliated her further. If her inexperience showed now, how disappointed would he be later?

      She didn’t get far. Two steps and he stopped her departure with a firm arm around her waist, drawing her close against his lean, hard body. His masculine scent pummeled her nerve endings, enticing her physically, assaulting her already raw senses. Her breasts tingled, her skin sizzled with fire and that wasn’t the worst part. This man had the power to affect her emotions, too.

      “Where are you going?” he asked.

      “My mama always said if you can’t do something right, don’t bother doing it at all.”

      “Did I say you did anything wrong?”

      She rolled her eyes and threw the blame squarely on him. “Not me, you.”

      “I did something wrong. What?”

      “You questioned my experience. Not exactly the way to endear yourself to a woman, McDermott.” She forced herself to remain stiff and unyielding in his arms, even though she wanted to curl into him and feel his strength flow through her.

      His heated breath fanned her neck. His cologne threatened to seduce her and make her forget common sense. She struggled against the seductive pull. “Let me go.”

      “Not until you answer the question I asked a minute ago and then I’ll explain. If you don’t like what you hear, I’ll take you home myself. Have you done this before?” he asked again.

      “A one-night stand in a stranger’s hotel room? No. Happy now?”

      “Not by a long shot. And that wasn’t the question I was asking and you know it.”

      “Okay,” she said, resigned. “Once in my senior year of high school and once more a few years ago.” The first time she’d been young and inexperienced, scared but seduced into believing the guy had wanted her, not just a quickie in the backseat of his car. He’d gone to great lengths to convince her, and she’d bought his act. Then he’d gone bragging to his friends, and she’d never heard from him again. The second time had been years later. Another mistake, a futile effort to relieve the loneliness in her life.

      She resented being forced to relive either time. “You want names and dates, too, Officer, or are the sketchy details enough?”

      He jerked back, but kept his hand firmly around her waist.

      “Well?” she asked when he remained silent. “Are you going to keep grilling me like some cop or let me go home?”

      “Neither.”

      His long exhale took her by surprise. Had he been as tense as she was about this encounter? Impossible. Men didn’t get nervous.

      Kayla straightened as best she could, trying to ignore that her behind now snuggled firmly against him. She didn’t have to look back to know what male organ pressed hard and insistently against her. She gritted her teeth.

      “Why is this so important?” she asked him.

      “You said years.” His hand brushed her hair off her face and he lay a warm, comforting cheek next to hers. “I want you so badly I can barely stand.” His rough voice shook her body. The truth shook her soul. “If I didn’t ask, if I didn’t know, I’d have hurt you.”

      Her cheek remained cushioned next to his. He felt so right. Her stiff muscles relaxed, even as her body remained strung tight and begged for sexual release.

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