Surrender to Temptation Part IV: Tempted to Entice Read Online Free PDF Page A

hear the eagerness in my whisper. Though the two men on the stage below had switched positions and were caressing each other with renewed passion, I had lost all interest in the scenario.
    All I wanted was Zach, and whatever he wanted to bring me.
    In response he smiled, and in the curve of his lips were both danger and promise.

Chapter Two
    I stared at Zach with incredulity. Having just arrived at his house in Seacliff, he had led me directly into the kitchen and informed me, “You need to eat something.”
    Still shaking with need and anticipation of sex, food was not what I had in mind.
    “I’m not hungry.” I tried to reach for him, to wrap my arms around his waist, and was stung when he pulled away.
    Zach saw my hurt expression and huffed out a breath, raking a hand through his hair. He looked irritated, which didn’t help to soothe me at all. Biting my lip, I studied the vast expanse of veined marble counter, the sleek chrome appliances, the overhanging copper pots and pans that, if I had to guess, I would say had never been used. I was forced to again focus on Zach when pulling me into his arms, he pressed a quick kiss to my forehead, then released me. “I’m not used to having to explain myself, Devon.”
    Not entirely placated, I narrowed my eyes and moved out of his reach. I felt as if ice water had just been poured over the live wires of my nerves, and I didn’t much care for the sensation.
    He followed me with his stare, assessing my mood. I was on edge, and met his appraising glance with one of my own.
    He sighed, then slid a glass of water down the marble counter toward me. I took it after a long pause, and had to admit to myself that the icy liquid felt incredible on my raw throat.
    “You agreed that tonight I would take you deeper into my world. Well, we’ve only just begun.” I coughed as a too-large gulp of water forced its way down my throat.
    We had only just begun? I had expected that as soon as we got here we would satisfy the lust that had been riding me for the last week, but Zach’s words made it sound as though I was about to be led to a land from which there was no return.
    Perhaps there wasn’t. I knew that I had only experienced a taste of his dominance, and I was ready to admit I craved more.
    “What does that have to do with my eating?” Truly, I was so worked up that I didn’t think I could possibly swallow a mouthful. I didn’t understand why he was pressing the issue. “I’m really not hungry, Zach.”
    Frustration painted his features and I watched, fascinated, as he worked to smooth it away.
    “When you put yourself in my hands, I am responsible for your welfare.” I could hear in his tone that he really didn’t care for having to explain himself. Though there were so many levels on which I truly wanted to please him, in this situation I found that I liked provoking him.
    I suspected that, in the end, his frustration would lead to my pleasure.
    “Zach.” I wanted to move on to that pleasure right now. The stolen touches in the theater had only whetted my appetite. I wanted an entire night in which I could touch him, could look at his magnificent body, could feel his skilled hands on my own. “Please.”
    “I need you to eat something, Devon.” Turning from the fridge, he slid a bowl of raspberries down the counter to me. They reminded me of the night that we had met, and my cheeks flushed.
    His voice was tight, and the look on his face told me that he wouldn’t give on this matter.
    “I need to know that you are going to have the strength for what I have planned for you. Now eat.”
    My initial reaction was to refuse, just on principle.
    “Devon.” Exasperation thick in his voice, he raked his hands through his hair again, then tugged at it. “I shouldn’t have to explain. Just do it.”
    I didn’t appreciate being spoken to like a parent might to an errant child. Looking down at the bowl pointedly, I crossed my arms tightly over my chest.
    “I want to