Revving Her Up by Joy Daniels Page A

the thought.
    Cole stepped into the bathroom, robbing Sarah of the beautiful view. With that stimulant gone, she turned her attention back to the one in her hand. She brought the cup to her nose and breathed in a curl of richly scented steam before taking that first sip. Mmmm . She closed her eyes to savor the taste. Warmth flowed into her stomach, bringing with it a feeling of contentment that she hadn’t experienced in a long time.
    An amazing orgasm last night and coffee in bed the morning after. This was better than any spa she’d ever been to.
    She opened her eyes. The spa. She was supposed to be heading there today. The thought of staying in Rapture a little longer entered her mind, but she dismissed it immediately. Although she felt closer to him now that they’d cleared the air about his past, a one-night stand was just that and they’d already had theirs. Besides, Cole had said “no expectations”, which meant that she should think about when she was going to leave and alert the spa to her arrival time.
    Cole came back into the room. “You’re expecting the part today, right?” she asked. He nodded. “I’m just wondering so I can let the folks at the spa know when to expect me.”
    “Leaving so soon?”
    Sarah’s brow furrowed. His words sounded less like a question than a…challenge. As in do you really think you’re leaving so soon?
    Or was that wishful thinking on her part? She wanted to stay. But more than that, she wanted him to want her to stay. To insist on it. Demand it. To not allow her to leave his beloved hometown.
    How pathetic was that?

Chapter Ten
    Cole tried and failed to keep the edge out of his voice. He’d known that Sarah planned to leave today—she had a reservation at the spa. It was selfish for him to want her to stick around.
    So why did her words make him want to tie her to the bed to keep her here? Maybe he should have lied about the car…
    A touch of wariness entered her voice. “You said the part would be in sometime today…”
    “It will, as promised.” He stepped closer to the bed. “But then I still have to fix your car. Without that you’re stuck here, aren’t you?”
    She nodded, eyes widening. He heard her breath catch. The possessiveness she aroused was almost as surprising to him as it seemed to be to her. But seeing her tongue dart out to moisten her lips, he suspected that he wasn’t the only one who found it exciting.
    His cock hardened as he took another step. His voice dropped to a rumble. “I could leave your little car up on the lift in my garage. Then where would you be?”
    The cup in Sarah’s hand shook and she put it on the bedside table. “Right here.”
    The huskiness in her voice made his balls tighten. Another step. She shifted back. “Where?”
    “Here.” The word was barely a whisper. “In your bed.”
    “That’s right. Until I fix your getaway vehicle, you’re my captive.” He added a smile at the end to let her know that he was joking.
    Wasn’t he ?
    “What are you going to do—tie me up?” Her voice was light but cracked on those last words, and a flush stained her chest and neck. Interesting.
    Now that they’d really cleared the air he wanted to keep her in town for more than sex, but that wasn’t a bad place to start.
    “Now there’s an idea.” He prowled closer. “Maybe I will.”
    Her legs were bent, her body poised to flee. Her nostrils flared like prey scenting danger. Smart woman—he was feeling dangerous. The kind of dangerous that would lead to cries of pleasure and pleas for more. Lust spiked through his veins.
    “Ever let a man do that to you, Sarah?” he asked, although he was pretty sure he knew the answer. “Tie you up? Your body at his mercy? Your pleasure his responsibility?” It was a burden he would willingly embrace.
    Her pupils were so large that her brown eyes appeared black. Grasping her bottom lip between her teeth, she shook her head.
    “Never? What a shame. I bet you’d love