Billionaire's Black Runaway Love (BWWM Romance) Read Free Page B

was he stopping ? Why wasn’t he doing all the things his kisses had promised? Emily had tasted his desire, even smelled its intoxicating aroma. All that had brought her to this point where her breasts were heavy with longing beneath her layer of clothes.
    Chace rested his temple against hers for a moment. “I want you. I want you in ways you can’t even imagine. I should be thrown into jail for the things I’ve imagined doing once I get you naked in my bed.”
    Then what the hell’s stopping you, Emily found herself tempted to let out but didn’t. Much as she ached with a throbbing need for this. Consequences didn’t matter, not now. There was only that emptiness inside her that was hungry to be filled.
    “Chace,” she moaned and heard his answering growl. His hand in the small of her back shoved her more tightly up against him. Invaded by his body heat, his sexy manly scent, and the shadowy lust darkening those ice-gray eyes, Emily lost her breath.
    “Keep saying my name like that and we won’t even make it to that bed,” said Chace throatily. Held so tightly against him, there was no way Emily could mistake his burgeoning hardness, a potent reminder that this wasn’t a dream – that she was really in Chace’s arms after so long and that if she didn’t stop it, they’d reach the point of no return. He’d claim her as irrevocably as he had all those years ago – show her what true passion was like.
    But that would be all he had to offer her. Never his heart, never anything worthwhile. Just this. Would Emily be willing to settle for that after all this time?
    Her senses returned with those heavy thoughts. Emily’s hands resting on Chace’s broad shoulders now pushed away firmly. Thankfully, Chace let her go almost at once as he felt her resistance.
    “What’s wrong?” he asked, eyes searching her face.
    Emily shook her head and waved her hands in the air. “All this. I’m sorry, but it’s not a good idea. What almost happened just now would have been a mistake.”
    “Okay,” Chace said calmly. “I guess it’s too soon. We just met again after ten years. It’s alright if you feel cautious. But you weren’t the type to second-guess things. Where’s that Emily I remember, so spontaneous and always ready to take that gamble.”
    Emily had to laugh out loud. “Nice try, Casanova. If jumping into bed with you right now is supposed to count for adventurous, I think I’ll pass. This Emily has a lot more sense than the one you encountered back then.”
    Was he going to try and change her mind? Emily could swear she saw that gleam of intent in his eyes, as if he knew he had enough power of persuasion to have her flat on her back before she even realized it. Much as that vision excited her, to have an aggressive Chace grab her in his arms, toss her on the bed, and ravish her while she moaned in final capitulation, Emily shook it off and stood firm.
    Yes, she might be going through a dry spell and one reckless night of abandon would possibly be just what she needed. Maybe if it was some stranger guaranteeing a fly-by night of passion, Emily wouldn’t think twice. It was about time she had one of those. But it had taken getting to feel the sweet enchantment of Chace’s touch and kisses to remind her there was a piece of her still raw from the pain of the past.
    “Something tells me that’s not the only reason,” Chace said thoughtfully, his eyes narrowing.
    The last thing Emily wanted was Chace guessing the truth – how their past still left her emotionally scarred. So she gave what she hoped was a convincing smile. “It’s just the case of bad timing. I’ve only just recently been through a breakup. It was, to say the least, messy. As much as it was good seeing you again, I just know it would be advisable to not try to complicate things. It’s not like either of us are really looking for anything.”
    “And if I was? What would you say if I told you I wanted to see you again? This doesn’t