doing.
“This has been a long time
coming.”
“You sleep with everything
that walks.”
“I didn’t think I could have
you,” he said, being honest with her.
She gasped, trying to jerk
back. He stopped her from hitting her head on the wall.
“This shouldn’t be
happening,” she said. Her voice became a whisper as she looked at him.
“Why
not?”
“You’re Claire’s—”
“She’s dead, and she wanted
me to be happy.”
Rachel swallowed, and he
watched the movement. Her throat looked so tempting. Leaning forward, he
stroked his tongue along her pulse, feeling it jump beneath his touch. Her moan
erupted out of her lips, making him harden further still.
“We can do this, Rachel. We
can be together. We will be together.”
He wasn’t taking no for an
answer. Rachel was his woman, and all they’d been doing was wasting time with
each other.
Moving his hand from the
wall, he cupped her large breast through her dress. Her nipple hardened,
pressing into his palm.
“Richard doesn’t deserve
you. No other man deserves you.” He didn’t deserve her, but he wasn’t going to
let her go.
“And you do?” she asked,
sounding incredulous.
“I know you better than any
other person. You know this, and so do I.”
“You’re Claire’s.”
“No.” He spoke the word
through gritted teeth. “I’m not Claire’s.” She needed to stop seeing her sister
when it was only him that was left. Cupping both of her cheeks, he tilted her
head back, focusing on her. “But I could be yours.”
They’d never kissed, not
once. Staring at her plump lips, Chris felt his heart pounding against his
chest. He was going to do this. No more fighting or hiding from what she evoked
inside him.
“This can’t happen,” she
said.
Drawing closer to her lips,
Chris made a decision. “This can happen, and it will.”
He slammed his lips down on
hers not giving her a chance to pull away. She whimpered the instant his mouth
was on hers. Tightening his fist in her hair, he tugged on the length wanting
to shock her in some way.
Chris felt the need to
possess every inch of her. She’d been on a date with another man, and he
couldn’t accept the thought of her with someone else. No one deserved to be
with his woman.
Letting go of her hair, he
ran his hands down her back to cup her ass. She didn’t open for him, and he
released her lips long enough to order her. “Open your lips for me, baby. Kiss
me back, touch me.”
He was mindless with
pleasure. Every need pushed him to claim her harder. Squeezing her ass tightly,
he rubbed his cock against her body, wishing she was naked.
Breaking the kiss, he looked
down into her eyes knowing he’d finally crossed that line between them.
“Nothing is going to stop
what’s about to happen.”
“I’ve just been on a date
with someone else,” she said, pressing a hand to her lips.
“And now it’s my turn to
show you why I’ll be so much better for you.”
Chapter Four
What the hell was happening
to her? One moment she’d been upset and angry about being part of a bet, and
now she was being kissed mindless by a man she’d been developing feelings for a
long time now. Her lips felt swollen to the touch. She saw he had a day’s
growth on his face as well.
“This is happening,” he
said, drawing his shirt up and over his head.
“No, this can’t happen.”
There was no fight or conviction to her words. She’d seen him without a shirt
on many times before. This was different. They’d kissed, and now he was naked
from the waist up. He took hold of her hand and placed it on the center of his
chest.
“You can fight me, Rachel.
You know as well as I that we’re meant to be doing this. I feel it every time
we’re together.”
“What do you feel?” she
asked, staring at her hand on his chest.
“The
spark. We’ve had it for a long time. Claire knew our spark
existed. She’d want this.” His hands went to her dress and began to pull it off
her shoulders.