Lessons in Gravity (Study Abroad #2) Read Online Free Page B

shimmied her hips.
    An ass that felt even better than it looked.
    All night I’ve tried to be a gentleman. Tried to stop myself when I wanted to put my hands on her, when I wanted to slide my fingers between her legs to see if she is as hot and bothered as I am. I’m not that guy anymore. I’m so done with that shit. I don’t want to wake up tomorrow with a raging hangover and a stranger in my bed. A stranger I don’t care to know, one who doesn’t care to know me.
    I want her . The woman I’ve been dreaming about for months now. The woman I came back to Madrid for. Even if that woman isn’t exactly available at the moment.
    But when Maddie looks at me the way she’s looking at me now—blue eyes sultry with interest, with arousal and intelligence—I am filled with an decidedly ungentlemanly urge to grab her hand and take her home and finally tear off that dress.
    I look down at her crossed legs. The muscles in her thighs stand in relief against her smooth skin. I wonder if she’s an athlete, a runner; I wonder what it would feel like to be cradled between those lithe legs. She’d be all sinews and softness, her skin hot to the touch—
    I almost jump when Maddie’s hand lands on my leg. My cock pulses, hard, when she gives my knee a small squeeze. She leans in, pressing her body against mine; her breast nudges my arm, her hair falls across my shoulder. Our faces are inches apart. I need only duck my head to take her mouth in mine, to start the thing we both really, really want to do.
    I look up to meet her eyes. She’s looking at me like that . Like she knows exactly what I’m thinking, and she’s thinking it, too.
    Let’s get the hell out of here.
    She doesn’t say a word; she just waits for me to respond to her unspoken proposition, her slate blue eyes intent, intense.
    I clear my throat. Why does she have to be so fucking sexy? It’d be so much easier to stick to my guns if I wasn’t wildly attracted to her. She just…she smells so good and she looks so good and the way she moves makes my dick pulse in agony.
    God damn it. I shift my legs again.
    “Listen, Maddie. You’re a gorgeous girl. And I’m having a really wonderful time with you.” I wince at the sound of my own bullshit. Best to go with the truth, I suppose. “But, um. I’m not really looking for something quite so…um. You know. Sudden. Fleeting.”
    “Ah.” She smiles. “You’re a relationship guy.”
    I nod. “Trying to be, now that I’m back home. And I’m buzzed enough to tell you that I’m looking for el amor. Love.”
    “Do you have a girl in mind?”
    “I do.” I glance down at her hand. It’s still on my knee. “Unfortunately she has a boyfriend at the moment.”
    That girl is María Carmen Burgos. We fell for each other, hard, when we were just eighteen. Funny, but that seems so young now. After breaking up a few years ago, we’ve recently gotten back in touch. I’d love nothing more than to fall for her again—she’s just the kind of forever girl I’m looking for. Smart, established here in Madrid, ready to settle down.
    I don’t have feelings for her. Not yet. And she is in a relationship with some guy who works in finance. But I’m secretly hoping the spark between us is still there after all these years. I guess we’ll see.
    Maddie slides that hand up my leg, a slow, lazy movement that drives me insane. Her touch is patient, intentional, confident. It drives me wild, knowing she’s into me for me .It’s all I can do not to leap off the couch and make like hell for my flat with Maddie slung over my shoulder, horny ninja-style.  
    “This works out perfectly, then,” she murmurs in my ear. “One last lay before you go off and steal your lady love from the other guy.”
    I blink. “A lay?”
    “Listen, hombre, not all of us are in the market for a happily ever after.”
    Her hand is at the top of my thigh, each fingertip sending spikes of fire through my entire body. Her bottom lip grazes my