Irresistible Forces by Brenda Jackson

her and she felt the need to jump his bones. After making love that last time they had fallen asleep, only to wake up and make love again. Four times in one evening was definitely setting a record for her.
    “Did you want to watch that movie later?”
    She glanced over at him. “What movie?”
    “The one the resort suggested that all the couples watch.”
    Oh, that movie. Her heart began thumping at what the movie was probably about. “Do you think we need to watch it?”
    He chuckled. “No, but we might find it interesting.”
    She was pretty certain they would. “I’ll do whatever you want to do,” she decided.
    He met her gaze. “What if I told you I wanted to clear this table and take you right on top of it?”
    A vision of such a thing happening immediately speared through her mind and had hot blood rushing through her veins. “Would you really want to do that?”
    “Yes.” He didn’t miss a beat in responding. “You would be my dessert, Taylor.”
    He was giving her a wicked smile but she knew he was dead serious. She could feel her muscles weaken, her insides tremble. She also knew he was getting her hot and bothered on purpose. They were sitting across from each other wearing the resort’s complimentary bathrobes without a stitch of clothing underneath. It wouldn’t be hard to do what he’d suggested. In fact it would be downright easy with the way she was feeling.
    She leaned forward knowing she was exposing a little of her cleavage in the process since her robe wasn’t pulled tightly together. “I’ve never been taken on a table before but I don’t want my first time to be planned. I want it to be spontaneous. I want it to just happen.”
    “Okay.”
    He had agreed as if such a thing happening wouldn’t pose a problem. “I like surprises,” she decided to add.
    “You also enjoy giving surprises,” he said, taking a sip of his own tea. “I wasn’t expecting that sexy red number you put on earlier.”
    She smiled, pleased she had caught him off guard. “Yes, I know.”
    “I owe you one.”
    She wanted to tell him he had already delivered four times tonight, but decided she shouldn’t be counting, although she was. “I’m looking forward to payback time.”
    Another smile touched his lips. “So, do we do the movie?”
    She met his gaze. It was either do the movie or do each other and she figured their bodies needed a time-out period. “Yes, we do the movie.”

    Dominic glanced at the clock on the wall. The movie titled A Hot Winter’s Night was to start in about fifteen minutes. He was sitting at one end of the sofa with Taylor at the other. He inwardly chuckled at the thought that they had unconsciously placed distance between them and he knew why. If they got any closer they would end up not watching the movie.
    He couldn’t release from his mind the thought of the time he had made love to her using the cuissade position with slow, elicit detail. He had been able to stare into her face, see each and every passionate response. He had held back from taking her fast and hard, much preferring to savor each and every thrust. There was another particular position he wanted to try with her before the week was out and he felt his erection throb at the thought.
    “Tell me some more about your family,” he said, to pass the time and to get making love to her again off his mind…for now.
    She glanced over at him. “What do you want to know?”
    He shrugged. “Anything you want to tell me.”
    So she began talking, and he listened…at least he tried to. But it was hard while observing the movement of her breasts when she used her hands when talking. Whenever she moved her hands her breasts would stick out, press against the fabric of the robe. Watching it made him want to ease over her and remove the robe from her and then take his mouth and have his way with not only her breasts, but every inch of her. That was something he hadn’t done yet. Taste her. His tongue was more than