A Spanish Seduction by Alyssa J. Montgomery Page A

pick up on it. As she spoke about her passion for her work, Ricardo was entranced by the vital light which sparked in her eyes. He wondered what she’d look like when she was in the throes of her orgasm, and how her features would transform when she lay fully sated between the sheets. His sheets.
    Fierce need coursed through him. His body screamed at him to leave the restaurant immediately and take her to bed. His hands bunched in conflict as he knew it was a yearning he must deny. Shifting in his seat, trying to ease his discomfort, he said, ‘You’re very enthusiastic about your work.’
    ‘My dream has always been to open a clinic of my own. I almost had enough saved to buy out the lady whose practice I’d been working at...’ Her voice trailed off.
    ‘Until the man you married withdrew everything from your nest egg.’
    She grimaced. ‘Your investigator was thorough, so you have no illusions about what a total fool I was.’
    It struck him they had far more in common than he would’ve thought. Trying to ignore the aching fullness between his legs he said, ‘We’ve both taken things at face value and been deceived by others.’
    Jessica picked up her wine glass and held it out for a toast. ‘Here’s to both of us making wiser choices in the future and to pulling off this master plan of yours!’
    The waiter arrived with their first course, and the conversation became less personal over their meal, but Ricardo’s arousal took a long time to subside. Jessica was animated as she asked him questions about Barcelona and what European countries she’d accompany him to over the next three months.
    He was mesmerised by the dreamy quality in her eyes as she confessed she’d always wanted to travel to Spain and had studied Spanish all through school, and then at night school. When he spoke to her in Spanish, he found she was surprisingly fluent. That hadn’t been in the investigator’s report.
    By the time they’d finished their meal and the waiter offered them coffee, they were the only ones left in the restaurant. Never had an evening with a woman passed so quickly or so pleasantly outside the bedroom.
    Infierno ! What it would be like to spend an evening in bed with her! Those killer legs would be wrapped around him while he plunged into her. He’d watch her face as she was caught up in the sensual bliss of their lovemaking. It promised to be heaven. Jessica would cry out his name as she came.
    Would it truly be her first orgasm? A driving need to know consumed him.
    ‘Tell me about your husband.’
    He wished he hadn’t asked. Instantly, the sparkling happiness evaporated and her posture went from relaxed to rigid.
    ‘I don’t want to talk about him.’ Her fingers gripped the handle of her coffee cup tightly.
    ‘As far as the rest of the world is concerned, we’re lovers, querida . I’ve learned much about you tonight, but I have yet to learn anything about your marriage.’
    ‘You told me nobody would be likely to ask us directly whether or not we were lovers. I doubt anyone would be so crass as to ask you questions about my former husband.’
    ‘I’d like to know all the same.’
    Irritation showed on her features. ‘Am I supposed to be curious about all your ex-lovers?’
    ‘No.’
    ‘I fail to see the difference.’
    ‘You’re still angry and hurt about his betrayal. Talking about it might help.’ Since when had he ever been interested in being a confidante? ‘Humour me. Tell me how you met.’ What the hell was it about this woman that had him acting so out-of-character?
    Her shoulders raised and fell as she took a breath. ‘Jett was a member of a local football team. I volunteered to do some massage work at the club because I required more clinical hours before I completed my qualification.’ She stared at her coffee. ‘I was flattered he’d asked me out. It was the very first time I’d been asked on a date.’
    Ricardo was stunned at her admission until he thought back to the