One Night Forever (The Cinderella Chronicles) Read Free Page B

take what he could
get…for now.
    A number of couples
swayed to the music, but he ignored them. His focus was on Lauren,
and only Lauren. He had all but dismissed everyone else.
Possessively, his hands settled on her back as he pulled her close,
thigh to thigh.
    His cock throbbed with
the contact.
    As her arms slid around
his neck, pressing her breasts into his chest, he slid his hand up
her back. A silent warning went off in his mind. This place held
far too many peers and employees for a public display. Yet, he
couldn’t bear the thought of easing away from her.
    Awareness, need, heat,
swirled in the air between them. This was crazy. He wasn’t a man to
be consumed by a woman or even his own need for pleasure. Yet,
there was something about this woman…about Lauren.
    For several songs, they
swayed together, bodies pressed close. Electricity pulsated around
them like a live charge. Giving in to the desire to feel more of
her, he lowered his head and nuzzled her neck, feeling the soft
strands of her hair brush his face. He slipped his hand beneath her
hair, giving in to the need to touch her. She looked up at him, her
full lips parted, ready for his kiss. Pools of dark desire seemed
to dance under her long, dark lashes.
    She palmed his thigh,
surprising him with the touch, but more so with the intense
reaction it drew. He sucked in a harsh breath, feeling her every
move, every touch, every breath, as if it were magnified ten times.
She smiled, soft and seductive. His body pulsed with response. This
thing between them was too explosive for a place he did business
in.
    He leaned down near her
ear. “What if I said I wanted to take you home?”
    Her palms pressed against
his chest, as she leaned back to look at him. “I’d say you move
fast.”
    Her words rang true, but
it did nothing to lesson the urgency he felt. They both wanted to
be alone. Why not make it happen? In a swift movement, he grabbed
her hand, and led her off the dance floor. He stopped at a divider
column, pressing her back against it, trapping her with his bigger
body.
    Despite her aggressive
actions, he still sensed she was relatively inexperienced, even a
bit nervous. It felt vital to get a commitment from her, but to
also reassure her. But whatever happened, he wanted to know she was
completely committed to what a night alone with him
meant.
    Because he had no
intentions of holding back. He wanted to know every inch of this
woman. Matt put a hand on each side of her head, leaning down close
to her ear. “I want you, Lauren. Come home with me and let me show
you how much.”
    Lauren shut her eyes
tightly and he sensed that she was fighting her own personal
battle. “Say yes, Lauren,” he whispered a bit huskier this time. “I
know this is fast, but we both want this.”
    Finally, she opened her
eyes, “Yes,” she whispered.
    * * * * *
    They walked hand in hand
to an underground parking garage. Matt hit his clicker on his
keychain and the lights on a black sports car. Suddenly, Lauren’s
heart felt as if it dropped to her stomach. What she had expected,
she didn’t know. But to know he had money intimidated. To some that
was a good thing. To her…it wasn’t. It made her feel
self-conscious. As if he might know she was one of the “other”
kind. The poor people. She forced a deep breath. This was a
fantasy. The differences between her and this man shouldn’t matter.
Only the passion. The heat. The exploration of the
night.
    He opened the passenger
door and waved her forward. Slipping into the sleek vehicle, she
felt the brush of his hands, strong and masculine, as they touched
her back. And his eyes. They lingered on her legs, making her skin
tingle, and warm. For the briefest of moments, their gazes locked.
The look he gave her was enough to make any woman burn with desire.
Then he gave her a knowing little smile, like he knew what she was
feeling, and he pushed the door shut.
    Oh boy.
    Everything about this man
turned her on. Her senses