His Rules: Ludlow Nights - Book1 (A Ludlow Nights Romance) Read Online Free PDF

gentleman. I always make sure the lady I have dinner with returns home safe and sound."
    "It wasn't a date. It was just an off the cuff thing. And I've lived in London for years. Trust me, I'm perfectly capable of seeing myself home."
    "I am sure you are. But you see I would worry. Perhaps not sleep because of that worry. And if I do not sleep I do not play well. And if I do not play well I will be dropped from the team. My career will be over." He stopped dead in the middle of the pavement just outside her apartment, turned her body into his. Dark eyes scanned her face, her hair. His hand slid over her shoulder, curled around the sensitive nape of her neck. "You would not want to be responsible for such a disaster, would you?"
    Big blue eyes flicked down to his mouth before they clicked back to his.
    "What a load of cr..."
    His mouth was on hers before she could finish the sentence.
    Dio , her mouth was so soft, searching and scorchingly hot.
    She tasted sweet.
    She tasted amazing.
    Then he raised his head to look deep into her eyes.
    "Hello, you."
     
    Her heart was thumping too hard against her ribs.
    She couldn't look away.
    His dark, dark eyes fascinated her.
    Anastacia knew she should move back, make it clear she wasn't interested, but found herself echoing,
    "Hello, you."
    " Dios ," he said in a deep gravelly voice that rippled up her spine, stirred her blood. "You are so beautiful."
    Anastacia had been told plenty of times she was beautiful. In her business image mattered, which meant she took all compliments with a very large pinch of salt. But, for some reason, hearing the word from Olivier meant so much more.
    Perhaps that was why her response was out of her mouth, short-circuiting her brain and bypassing common sense.
    "I like the way you look, too."
    His smile changed him from ruthlessly handsome to utterly gorgeous, and, before she could think, his mouth laid siege to hers.
    No one had ever kissed her like this, held her so close like this. Oh God, gooseflesh rose from her toes to the roots of her hair. His tongue slid into her mouth to dance erotically with hers as her body seemed to fit perfectly against the hard muscled length of his.
    Heat, frantic heat, was all she could think as it scorched a path through her body. This was what she'd been missing with other men. This was what romance novelists wrote about. She needed more. Instead of playing it safe, instead of holding back a little part of herself, Anastacia changed the habit of a life time, and surrendered, pressed even closer as she stood between his strong, muscled thighs. Her hands slid over his wide, strong shoulders to thrust her fingers into dark, silky hair, to press her mouth harder, hungry, against his.
    Was it her moan or was it his?
    Who knew?
    Time stood still as they gave and they took from each other.
    And both knew, in this kiss, in this moment in time, no one dominated.
    No one controlled.
    In this kiss they were perfectly matched.
    And how wonderful was that?
    Then his mouth was torn from hers as he buried his face in her neck, held her tight.
    "I want you... now, Anastacia."
    She didn't hear the words.
    All she could think was, why had the kiss ended?
    Her fingers gripped his hair, pulling his mouth back to hers. She couldn't, just couldn't get enough of him. She adored the way he smelled. His taste on her tongue was sublime. And the way he groaned into her mouth, pressed his strong body into hers, was driving her crazy. It felt amazing. And this time her groan was swallowed by his mouth as he used his tongue, his teeth on her bottom lip, tugging it gently before sucking it into his mouth. And Anastacia loved the way he trembled, the way he moaned.
    Again he dragged his mouth from hers.
    "Anastacia! I want you... now!"
     
    A strident voice roared in her ears and demanded to know what on earth she thought she was doing?
    Seriously?
    Anastacia Morgan was going to have sex with a man she'd just met?
    "Let me come up." He moved to kiss her