Sweet Seduction ✔︎

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Now what?

She had no idea. Her mind was blank. All she could do was stand there with his hand fisted in her robe andX his blue eyes pinning her to the spot. She’d had countless fantasies about what might happen the day Gavin Knight finally noticed her—fantasies ranging from him fucking her powerfully her on the bakery counter to them walking off arm in arm to share a chocolate milkshake.

She’d never once imagined them standing in her tiny kitchen, the air thick, with Gavin holding her in place and asking what happened next.

The heavy silence stretched into an eternity. She was trapped in his gaze, like a butterfly caught in a jar. His expression was as unreadable as ever, but the cadence of his breathing had shifted and a pulse ticked visibly in his jaw.

She’d gotten to him. After all this time, maybe she was about to discover that security operative Gavin Knight wasn’t quite as impassive as he’d always seemed.

“Now…” She darted her tongue out to lick her lips. “Now you can kiss me.”

Her heart beat wildly. His eyes darkened. For an instant, she thought he’d shake his head and move away, call her a silly girl, but instead he drew her closer with a firm grip.

Her breathing grew shallow. She lifted her hands tentatively to his chest. Pleasure washed through her. His hard, solid muscles beneath her fingers and the body heat that flowed clear up her arms sent her reeling. He felt better than she’d imagined, and she yearned to slide her hands under his shirt, touch the taut, bare skin of his abs…

Like an eagle swooping to a nest, he lowered his head and slanted his mouth across hers. There was no fumbling, no hesitation, no uncertainty. Gavin Knight was a man who knew how to take what he wanted. And take her he did—urging her lips apart, sliding his tongue into her mouth, tasting every part of her. He moved his hands to the sides of her neck and up to cradle her head, titling her face to just the right angle so he could plunder her mouth with his.

Freya’s knees went weak. She tightened her fingers on his shirtfront, her whole body swaying toward him. Everything inside her came alive—blood pulsing, nerves firing, heart pounding. In all the times she’d imagined him kissing her, she’d never dreamed it could be so exhilarating and frightening at the same time. Like she was falling, spinning downward into a galaxy of stars without knowing where she would land.

He moved one hand from her neck and unfastened the belt of her robe.

Oh my God… a moan escaped her as his strong, callused hands caressed the bare skin of her midriff. Aside from a pair of pink bikini panties, she was naked. A hint of anxiety coiled inside her.

He lifted his head from hers. He grabbed her wrists and placed her hands behind her on the counter. Her robe fell open fully, revealing her bare breasts, the curve of her waist, her taut belly hugged by the pink cotton of her panties. Gavin stepped away and raked his gaze over her body as if he were about to devour her.

Probably he was. Her breathing quickened. She’d never been shy about her body, but with him staring at her like that, radiating experience and potent masculine heat, a wave of self-consciousness struck her.

“Pretty.” Gavin drew one finger between her breasts all the way down to the edge of her panties. “Do you wax?”

She squirmed. A flush rose to her cheeks. “Yes.”