Strictly Business [Stud Service 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Missy Lyons Page A

sweet Southern accent dripping with honey, “Why, Mr. Vance! I do believe you are trying to seduce me.”
    “You see right through my charms. I’m a bit slow to read you, so you’ll have to tell me. Is it working?”
    He hoped it was.
    She giggled, and he felt her twist around to face him in his arms. “Absolutely.”
    Her lips met his in a soul-searching kiss.
    Sweet and sexy. It was just her lips and tongue, but it promised so much more. Her body promised to give him amazing sex.
    He groaned before he gave in to his more primal urges and lifted her onto the bed. When he pushed against her, she was soft and melted against him. Her body arched, and when he thrust his hips forward, she met his desire with a thrust of her own.
    “I think I should confess something right about now.” He buried his head against her chest and just enjoyed being this close to her. Tonight would be the first time he could take his time and savor the skin-to-skin contact with her, and he couldn’t wait to undress her. Their lovemaking wouldn’t be hurried and it wouldn’t be in a bathroom stall. It would be the first time in a bed. He feared he might tear the delicate but sexy, skintight dress in his eagerness. His hands felt for the zipper, and he couldn’t find it.
    “And what’s that?”
    He grinned like a schoolboy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. “Ever since I saw you in this dress tonight, I have been pondering how to get you out of it.” He slipped his thumb between the strap and her skin and frowned.
    “You are such a naughty boy, Colt.” There was laughter evident in her voice, so he knew he wasn’t really in trouble.
    Susannah sat up and helped to take off her dress. Nimble fingers untied the straps at the top and slid it agonizingly slowly down her body until it finally fell to the floor and revealed her matching lacy underwear and bra set. His chest inhaled quickly looking at the goddess before him. Perfect breasts, just the right size to fit in the palm of a hand, swelled under her strapless bra.
    “Do you need help with the rest?” She tilted her head coyly while angling her body precariously to show off her best curves. One hand smoothed her fingers across her flat stomach and circled her belly button.
    Colt’s mouth suddenly went dry.
    With the eyes of a starving man, he gazed on her perfection. He could eat her up with a spoon, top her with whipped cream and a cherry, and he wouldn’t have to eat again for the rest of his life. Every bit of her succulent flesh looked delicious.
    He nodded and reached behind her back, undoing the bra clasp with one deft hand. It was a trick he had learned in college but was very thankful for now. He would hate to have to wait any longer to taste her flesh.
    He touched her breast, cupping it in his hands. Susannah closed her eyes and let out a sigh.
    Satisfied, he leaned down and kissed the nipple, grazed his teeth along the pink, swollen flesh, and sucked the nub into his mouth.
    “Ohhh,” she whimpered and pulled his head closer, smashing her full breast against his mouth.
    “So beautiful…” He let out a wordless sigh that warmed her wet skin before giving the other nipple as much loving attention.
    “Can I confess something to you?” she murmured.
    “Sure, but I’m no priest, so don’t expect me to act like a saint if you say you are planning on running away to become a nun or something like that. I can’t be accountable for my actions.”
    She laughed and gave a tug on his jeans. “I’m far from a saint. In fact I have been waiting all night to see you naked, too.”
    “Well, in that case…” He dripped kisses across her skin, tracing her rib cage with the tips of his fingers. “I’m happy to oblige.”
    He stood and undressed, gloating under her hungry gaze. Socks and underwear followed the rest of his clothes. His cock, eager to be free, jutted forth proudly in front of him.
    “Mmmm. Very nice.” Susannah mumbled, admiring his cock.
    “Behave