Wicked: Jade Butterfly [Wicked Series Book 3] Read Free

the guys as well. “Um, normally ... I mean, when I read the card, whoever I've read it to, usually laughs ... and then invites herself back to my hotel."
    "Really?” Jessi said. She smiled and leaned her hip on the bar. “And how many girls have you seduced with one of these lame cards?"
    "Me personally?” He grinned and felt his face burn hotter. “None. I don't play this game unless I'm forced."
    "And why don't I believe you?"
    "Because Luke's reputation rubs off on the rest of us?"
    She laughed. “You're probably right.” Glancing back down at the card, she read it again, smiling before handing it back to him. “Well, your still being watched,” she said, glancing over his shoulder to where the guys sat. “I guess you better do your duty and read this to me."
    He stared at her in shock, watching an amused twinkle shine brightly in her eyes before taking the card and reading it again himself. He cringed. She wanted him to read this to her? Out loud? He'd rather be tied to an anthill butt ass naked and covered in honey than read this card to her.
    When she took a step closer to him and the scent of wild orchids filled the air, he suppressed a moan and licked his lips.
    She smiled up at him, silently encouraging him. “They're just words, Christian,” she said. “Read me the card. I promise not to bite."
    Something in her eyes told him she wanted him to read the card. She was watching him too intently. Eager anticipation shined in her eyes and he knew in that moment, he'd do anything the girl wanted no matter what the outcome.
    Swallowing the nerves choking him, he glanced at the card and lifted his gaze to her face. “Fuck me if I'm wrong, but don't you want to kiss me?"
    The tinkling laughter he'd heard earlier enveloped him in a blanket of warmth as he stared at her. The heat traveling his limbs intensified the moment she closed the distance between them and raised one arm, wrapping it around his neck.
    She molded her body against his, her soft curves fitting against him like plush velvet. Her fingers caught in his hair, forcing his head down. When she took his mouth against her own, he stopped breathing.
    At the first taste of her, his senses exploded. The warmth of her mouth, the gentle slide of her lips against his own and he was undone. Fire licked through his veins, stole every thought other than the way she felt against him and his entire body hardened in seconds.
    He reached for her, pulling her to him as her tongue probed his lips. He tilted his head and opened for her with a moan of pleasure. At first contact with the heat of her mouth, his hold on her tightened, his arms wrapping around the soft curve of her waist. His hands flattened on her bare back and the heat scorched his palms.
    The thrust and parry of open-mouthed kisses dulled everything but her. The music in the club was over run with the sound of his blood rushing through his veins. The scent of sweating bodies washed away as wild orchids overpowered his senses. The sweet taste of the fruity drink she'd had earlier filled his mouth and he couldn't get enough. He drank in her kiss, pulling her to him until nothing remained but her.
    When she pulled back, breaking the kiss with a gasp, he stared down at her, his own breath panted out in gulps. Her eyes were glazed, her lips swollen and red.
    Jessi stared up at him and took a deep breath. A shudder of pleasure rippled across her skin where his hands branded her flesh and a wave of goose bumps dotted her body an instant later.
    The dazed look on his face pleased her as much as the kiss had. She'd wanted to taste him since first laying eyes on him back in New York two months earlier. He'd left after the photo shoot, glancing at her one last time before walking out the door and she'd been tempted to chase him down and give him her phone number. She hadn't had the balls enough to do it though. Thankfully a few drinks chased away any reservations she had tonight, especially after that card. He