Captivate her: Laws of Seduction Book 1 Read Online Free PDF

scream for him to touch my aching breasts. Finally, he traces his fingertips over my hardened nipple. I whimper when he moves his hand to my other breast and squeezes my nipple hard. James pulls back and rests his forehead against mine. “Let me know if I am moving too fast. I can’t seem to keep my hands off of you.”
    His husky, desire-filled voice sends exquisite shivers through me. I have experienced desire in the past but nothing like this. This is beyond my experience. I never thought I would be comfortable moving so fast. Although not life threatening, the experience on the train had been intense. Perhaps that was what is heightening my awareness. It feels as if lightning bolts are shooting through my system. My brain is telling me to slow down and think this through rationally, but my body is telling me something entirely different. My body wants to rip off his clothes. I decide that for once I will not overthink the situation and let my body have what it wants. “Lainey,” I hear James say, “Am I moving too fast?” 
    In response, I tilt my head back and whisper, “More.” James groans and begins softly licking and kissing my neck. He slides one of his hands down my leg and pulls it up so that I can feel his hardness pressing against me. He starts rocking back and forth, and I tilt my hips up in an automatic response. Desire tears through me making my stomach clench, and I wonder if I will come from this alone. I desperately want to see and feel his bare skin and reach up to the buttons on his shirt. He had taken off his tie earlier so I only need to undo the buttons on his dress shirt and push it back off his shoulders. He groans as I slide my fingers across his warm, hard chest and trail my fingers down to his belt.
    “Come with me,” he says. Pushing my hands away, he grabs my hand and tugs me down a hallway to a bedroom. The bedroom is decorated in shades of brown and is very masculine. I barely have time to take it in as James sits down at the foot of the large bed situated in the center of the room. He lets go of my hand. “Take off your sweater.” Did he want a strip tease? I had never done anything like that before, but I want him to touch me again, so I reach down and pull my cardigan over my head. “Now your shirt.” Taking a deep breath, I pull off my cami. I look down and see the bulge in his dress pants, and this emboldens me further, knowing that I am the cause of his arousal. “Your jeans.”  I slowly unbutton my jeans and run my hands around the waistband a few times before pushing them down my legs. I step out of them as gracefully as possible and straighten up to look at him. I hear him exhale like he had been holding his breath and watch as his eyes scorch a trail of dark sensual promise down my body. His gaze lingers on my white lace bra and panties. I am relieved that I had put on my dressier lingerie with my suit this morning. Although by the look in James’s eyes, I will not be wearing them for long. 
    “You are so beautiful,” he rasps. “Turn around.” The implacable tone of his voice makes it impossible for me to do anything but obey. My skin prickles as I feel him looking at me. I stand that way for what feels like forever, but it is probably just a minute or two. Then I feel his hands at my shoulders pushing the straps of my bra down my arms. He moves his fingers along my back and releases the clasp, and my bra falls to my feet. Smoothing his hands down my back to my waist, James hooks his thumbs into my panties and pulls them down, helping me step out of them. I still have my back to him and close my eyes, shutting out the vulnerability of my position.
    James’s hand touches my waist and strokes my skin, sending ripples of pleasure through me. “Come here,” he says, gently pulling me backwards to sit on his knee. “Are you wet for me?”
    I am sure the question is rhetorical, because surely he can feel the dampness through his dress pants. He uses his index