Lipstick Kisses : A Sexy, Standalone Contemporary Romance Read Online Free Page B

like she can’t get enough. One leg snakes around my ass, and she’s now pulling my hard on down into her panties as her dress rides up.
    “God, Nikki.” I groan as my hand skims across her naked thigh. I’m desperate to be buried inside her warmth right this minute, and from the look of pure lust in her hooded eyes, I don’t think she’ll object.
    My hand finds its way between her soft folds, and she’s so wet for me.
    “Chandler, no. We have to stop,” she pants out breathlessly.
    Her body quivers into my hand as I lightly stroke her swollen bud.
    “Please, Chandler,” she moans.
    “Please what?” I ask.
    “Please stop,” she says, trying to close her legs, but I know she’s struggling with it. She wants it. I can sense how much her body wants it.
    I slide a finger inside her, and her breath hitches. She lets out a long, slow moan of pleasure.
    “You want me,” I whisper close to her ear so my breath tickles her senses. Her body shivers. I’ve been known to have that effect on women.
    “No, I can’t. I won’t. You’d better leave, Chandler,” she says, closing her legs and inching her way back up into a sitting position on the sofa.
    I’m losing this battle, but I won’t go down without a fight.
    She’s sitting up now on the sofa, and I get down on my knees before her.
    “I want to taste you,” I say boldly as I start to slide both hands up the skirt of her dress.
    We just stare at each other.
    I’m waiting for her to stop me. My eyes are challenging her to stop me from taking what I want from her.
    I know she’s usually in charge at the office.
    She needs to let me call the shots now.
    She’s debating it in her mind for these few seconds.
    Then her hands stop mine from continuing up her skirt.
    “No. You’re a naughty boy, Chandler Winslow. I won’t be had that easily. You’d better be on your way,” she says with a triumphant smile.
    I give up and stand, all six feet of me looming over her, and she looks a little disappointed that I didn’t try to persuade her. I start to walk toward the door, and she just sits there for a moment and watches me leave. Then she finally rises to her feet and comes to stand by the door.
    “Thank you for dinner, Chandler,” she says sweetly.
    I stop and turn toward her.
    “Goodnight,” I say, and I don’t move to kiss her.
    To be honest, I’m a little put out that she wouldn’t put out.
    I’m leaving her wondering.

Chapter Five
Nikki
    “How was your date with Mr. Hottie this weekend?” Kelsey asks the minute she sees me this morning in my office.
    “You know I don’t kiss and tell,” I reply, keeping my nose to the grindstone.
    She gets up and closes the door, then sits back down on the chair in front of me.
    “Come on, spill. I want details, please.”
    “What?” I look up and tuck my hair behind my ear.
    “You know what. How was he?”
    “First of all, we did not sleep together. I kicked him to the curb early.”
    “Seriously?”
    “Yes. I told you I wouldn’t sleep with him!”
    “Why on earth not? Didn’t you listen to a thing I told you last week? Live a little. This guy is so smoking hot. You’ve got to see what he’s packing in those jeans of his. And then see if he knows how to use it.” Kelsey roars with laughter.
    I think back to the bulge I saw the other evening. Yes, he’s packing all right.
    “I will say he is an unbelievable kisser.”
    “Really!” Kelsey lights up at the little morsel I share with her.
    “Yes, so good!”
    “And?”
    “And that’s all I’m at liberty to say.”
    “Damn, I was hoping for more details.”
    “There’s nothing else to tell, so let’s get back to work, shall we?” I say pointedly to Kelsey, whom I love, but sometimes, I have to light a match under her ass to get her moving. Honestly, it’s near impossible to get a good assistant these days. But really, Kelsey has become more of a friend than an assistant at this point, so I do let a lot of things slide.
    “We need to