Seductively: Playing for Hearts Book 2 (Crimson Romance) by Debra Kayn

tried to go faster. The sight of her lips, shiny and red, caused an ache in his body. Too tempting to think about what he was doing or what he was risking, he leaned forward without hesitation or paying attention to where he was skating and kissed her.
    “What are you doing?” she sputtered. “I’m going to fall.”
    “No you won’t.” He slowed down, letting her catch him, and he stole another kiss.
    The adorable wrinkle between her brows grew and he couldn’t help but laugh. Lust filled his brain, because it wasn’t her declaration for him to stop that filled him with happiness. It was the way she puckered her lips, waiting for the next kiss when he grew close.
    “You want me.” He swooped in and kissed her. Longer this time. He took the extra couple of seconds to soften his lips against hers. He never gave a thought to where he skated. The rink branded in his head, he could move around the area with his eyes closed and know exactly where he was located.
    “This isn’t funny, Dom.” She gasped.
    He raised his brows and shook his head. “No. It’s serious. I want you.”
    Before her rebuttal, he caught her with her mouth open. He kissed her again. Wrapping his arms around her back, he kept them moving and held her securely in his arms. The tip of his tongue teased hers, until she was hanging around his neck.
    She kissed him back with the passion he knew she had simmering below the surface. He moved his hand upward and buried his fingers in her curls, underneath her cap, securing her head. Nothing could make him stop tasting her. Addictive and exciting, he explored her mouth with the intensity of a new game plan.
    Then she demanded her own most amazing thing in a very long, very wet, very demanding way. His balls ached. His head spun, and he gave himself over to her kiss.
    She moaned and he swallowed the sound, letting her pleasure fill his chest. He closed his eyes, wanting to remember every mew, nudge, and lick. His body hardened and the pressure built inside of him, threatening to burst.
    Then he did burst. Right against the edge of the rink, into the boards. His feet slipped out from under him. With her in his arms, the momentum threw him off his game, and he went down. Hard. On the ice. Whether it was landing flat on his back or the weight of her body pressed on top of him, he lost his breath.

Chapter Thirteen
    Diana stared into his eyes. Her vision blurred with crazy passion she’d tried so hard to ignore. She wanted him.
    All of him. The adorable self-confidence he displayed on the rink. The out of this world ego that made her laugh. The determination. The strength. The funny way he tried to make her laugh with his silly nicknames.
    “Please tell me to take you home and make love to you all night long.” He panted underneath her on the ice.
    She nodded. “I’ll drive.”
    It seemed to take forever to get their skates off. Her fingers shook. Dominic was having his own hard time of getting them out the door and home if his constant touching her were any indication. He kissed her outside, kissed her after he helped her into the driver’s seat of the Porsche, and kissed her when they’d pulled into the garage at the condominium.
    Just when she had all the assurance to make love to a famous athlete, and allowed herself to relax and go with what was happening between them, he pulled back. “You understand what is happening between us, right?”
    “What do you mean?”
    “Sex, sweetheart.” Standing in the garage, he held her an arm’s length away.
    She shuddered at the huskiness in his voice, the warmth in his gaze. “Dom … ”
    “We’ll be safe.” He stepped forward and nuzzled the sweet spot on her neck. “It’ll be good. You’ll see.”
    “I know.” She sighed and rested her cheek against his chest.
    He had no plans for her after tonight. Sure, he wanted her to finish her job, but as a girlfriend? She was just another woman in his list of lovers.
    The warmth of his breath heated her