Embraced by Lora Leigh Page B

did
so.
    Daniel was a Trojan. For a moment, her
knees weakened at the suspicion and the arousal that overwhelmed her at the
thought. Sax was moving faster than she had anticipated if he had planned this.
    She breathed in deeply. She had waited
years for this. She had known the day she pulled into the parking lot of that
damned motel what would happen if she ever went to Sax’s bed. This would be
part of it, she had known. The sharing. And she wanted it.
    For a moment, she wondered if she should
have felt shame. It wasn’t every relationship that began with the understanding
that there would often be more to the sexual depth than was considered decent.
If so, then she guessed she was shameless. She had known for years that Sax was
more sexual, more dominant than other men. She had gone to that motel knowing,
knowing it would never end with one night, knowing that eventually, she’d be
part of the lifestyle she knew he led, if she managed to hold onto him long
enough to experience it.
    She ignored the little voice in the back of
her head that warned her this was more than sex. The part of her heart that
weakened, softened, and laughed gently at her refusal to look beyond the
sexual, or to delve deeper into the fact that it was a lifestyle she would have
never embraced with another man.
    She would eventually walk away. Most likely
sooner than later, simply because she knew she couldn’t bear the fear, day in
and day out, that he would leave her. That the day would come that he would
wake up, bored by her, having realized it was only the sex holding them
together rather than any emotion on his part. Though she had to admit, he
played the loving suitor quite well.
    “In that case, I’ll have a glass of wine if
you don’t mind.” She tried to relax, to still the trembling in her hands, in
her body as she met his gaze.
    A slow smile shaped his full lips as he
nodded slowly.
    Walking slowly, swallowing tightly, she
moved to the couch and sat down. Sweet mercy. Her muscles clenched, convulsed
around the thick plug as she moved. She wasn’t going to survive this.
    She watched as Sax handed Daniel his whisky
on ice then moved to her with the wine he had poured. She needed something to
still the nerves rising inside her, and the depraved images running through her
mind.
    “Does your ex-husband have any computer
skills, Ms. Dumont?” Daniel sat in the chair across from her, his gray eyes
watching her curiously, knowingly.
    “Not that I’m aware of.” She accepted the wine
from Sax, forcing her attention on the questions as he sat beside her. Close.
Reminding her of how well they seemed to fit together.
    “Any friends who do?” Daniel leaned back in
his chair, crossing his ankle over the opposite knee. “Your security company’s
computers were hacked into night before last. We think this is how he managed
to get the security codes. He didn’t break the system.”
    Geez, she was supposed to think right now?
    “Vince’s friends rarely called or came to
the house.” She concentrated on trying to control her breathing, but it wasn’t
easy when Daniel flicked a glance to her breasts. Her nipples were standing
out, hard and tight and getting worse as Sax began to stroke her neck with his
fingers.
    “Do you remember any of his friends? Names,
anything?”
    She breathed in deeply. “We were barely
married a year, Daniel. And I can’t remember the few people he did introduce me
to.”
    She could barely remember her own name
right now.
    Sax’s fingers drifted to her collarbone,
then the upper edge of her breast.
    Marey lifted the wine to her lips and took
a heavy drink. Her hand was trembling and she couldn’t stop it.
    “Daniel, maybe questioning Marey should be
done later,” Sax said gently.
    Daniel shifted in his chair, his gaze going
to her breasts as Sax slid the first button of her shirt free. Her head fell
back against his shoulder, weakness filling her. She was going to do it. God,
she couldn’t believe she was