Immersion (Magnetic Desires) Read Online Free Page B

close the gap and open to me, channeling the lust that swirled through me and giving it focus in the stroke of her tongue against mine. Would she admit my victory when I let her go? Molding her body to mine, I deepened the connection between us. The flutter of her hands on my biceps made me groan before they wandered over my shoulders to wind around my neck. I pulled back and nibbled on her bottom lip. Shallow gasps escaped her, dragging in and out through her still parted lips, making me want to grin like the damn Cheshire cat.
    "Wasn’t so bad now, was it, sweetheart?" I let her go and gave her a moment to compose herself before I dragged her hands from around my neck to my chest. "This is all yours when you want it. All you have to do is ask."
    I left her leaning against the wall, staring after me as I sauntered back the way we had come. She’d been the one to kiss me, and I couldn’t help the grin spreading across my face. The power of our connection had dragged us together, and though she might pretend she didn’t feel it, neither of us could fight it.
    Lola
    "Holy god of poles." I let myself into the cabin and staggered over to the bed. My toes still curled from his kiss. Flopping onto my back, I stared at the light fixture. It had been a long time between kisses for me, but I was sure none of the guys I’d kissed or, hell, knew, would be able to kiss the way that man did. I’d wanted to climb his body like it was one of the stage poles at Booty Trap. The pillow flattened under my frustrated assault. "Just because the man has you weak in the knees doesn’t mean you can forget what you’re here to do."
    I rolled onto my belly and reached for the purse I’d dumped on the end of the bed. Pulling out Tempest’s note, I read the bottom line again. Whatever you do, don’t fall in love.
    I folded it up and slid it back into my purse. She'd told me not to fall in love with the man I grifted, but hadn’t said anything about sleeping with him. Pulling the covers over my face, I yelled something noisy and unintelligible except for the expletives. The hot ache of desire he’d created burned through me, and I pressed my thighs together in an effort to ignore it. If he kept kissing me like that, I’d be a hot mess by the end of the trip. A cold shower would help, especially if I took the edge off my pent up frustration. I bounced off the bed and stripped down on my way to the bathroom.
    By the time I stepped out of the shower, I was prickly from the cold water and noticing aches in muscles I thought were in good form. Rock climbing had taken more out of me than I thought. I dropped the towel at the end of the bed and climbed in between the sheets.
    ***
    Stepping into the dining room, I scanned the crowded tables for Leo. Hopefully he'd left without me. I had no issue with spending the entire trip with him if it got me what I wanted, but I hated that he wanted to drag his friend into it. Was he so wrapped up in the delusion I’d marry him, that he’d willingly want to bring our lives outside the cruise into it?
    "Good morning, gorgeous. Sleep well?" he whispered in my ear as he wound his arm around my waist and hugged me from behind.
    Jumping, I surged forward and spun around. That trademark cocky grin of his needed wiping clean off, only my anger melted under its brightness. "I’m starving." I wondered whether I was talking about food or something with a little less calories.
    The heat in his gaze suggested his mind was hanging out in the gutter with mine. He shook his head and threaded my arm through his. "Come on, let’s get something to eat. We’ll be disembarking soon."
    A server led us to a table. Again, Leo pulled out the chair for me. That was one thing I would miss when I went home. Once I got out from under Brady, I would have to find a town where the men were as genuine as Leo was. I scanned the menu and gave my order before the server could run away, and Leo added his.
    "I like that in a woman." He rested