One Night of Pleasure: Military Romance Featuring a Sexy Navy Hero (Take a Chance Book 5) Read Free Page A

and eased an arm around her waist to escort her out onto the dance floor.
    With a smooth and practiced move, he shifted her into his arms, keeping a respectable distance, but as the song played on, they moved closer and closer until they were pressed against each other.  Her head was tucked against his cheek and his warm breath spilled against her forehead as they moved together.  Body rubbing against body in a way that made it impossible for her not to feel every hard muscle beneath the fabric of his tuxedo and his very obvious erection against the flatness of her belly.
    His hands bracketed her hips, but as she rubbed them across his cock, he raised one to the bare skin at the small of her back and shifted the other higher to hold her ever tighter to him.
    He nuzzled the side of her face and whispered, “I wish we were somewhere more private.”
    “Tell me why,” she said, feeling a boldness that was so unlike her.
    He jerked back a bit, as surprised as she was at her response.  As their gazes connected, he said, “Why?”
    Shooting a quick glance around at everyone in the place and back to the table where the very gorgeous Samantha still sat, she locked her gaze with his again and said, “Yes, why?  You could have your choice of lots of women in this room, but you picked me.  Why?”
    His full lips thinned into a tight slash.  “Do you really not know how beautiful you are?  How interesting you are on so many levels?”
    She tilted her head defiantly and without hesitation said, “I didn’t think you were into women like me.”
    A harsh chuckle escaped him and he pressed her just a little closer, trapping the long hard ridge of his erection between their bodies.  “I so want to be into you in every way you can imagine and some you might not have imagined.”
    Heat blasted across her cheeks as she let herself think about all those ways.  Luckily the song ended and the band launched into a much faster beat, ending their dance.
    They stood there, plastered together.  Bodies nearly shaking from the desire running through both of them before Mark took a deep breath and stepped away, but he kept his hands on her as he guided her back to the table.
    Samantha’s shrewd gaze was on them as they approached and sat down, the seat between her and Mark still empty.
    As the band continued to play, waiters came around to serve them dinner.  A salad of spring greens topped with caramelized pecans, pears, and goat cheese.  A succulent steak that was so tender you could cut it with your fork.  The sides were some of her favorites, roasted potatoes and creamed spinach, but she barely tasted any of the food put in front of her.  She was too consumed with Mark as he sat beside her, from the subtle press of his broad shoulder against hers to the way the muscles in his jaw played as he chewed.
    Every now and then they’d exchange some niceties about the meal, but she couldn’t fail to notice how he watched her and the heat in his gaze.
    When the waiters whisked away the plates for the main dish and laid out a decadent chocolate cake in front of them, she hesitated for a moment, drawing Mark’s attention.
    “Not a fan of chocolate?” he asked, dragging a chuckle from Maggie, who was sitting beside her.
    “Are you kidding? Bridget loves chocolate,” her sister said.
    “Do you?” he asked, forked up a piece of her cake, and held it up to her lips.
    She didn’t know why she felt like Adam being tempted by Eve.  Maybe it was the challenging gleam in his icy blue eyes or the sexy little quirk of his lips.  Regardless, she wasn’t going to pass up this challenge.
    She laid her hand on his thigh and his muscles jumped beneath her palm as she leaned forward and ate the piece of cake off his fork.
    The cake was sinfully moist and sweet.  She swallowed, licked her lips and said, “Delicious. Try some yourself.”
    She imitated his earlier action, forking up a piece from his plate and bringing it to his lips.
    As she