Summer Wine: Taste of Seduction, Book 1 Read Online Free

hands up, silently asking what else it could be.
    “You haven’t met Blake yet.”
    And he wasn’t sure he ever wanted to now. Damn pity he was riding in Lily’s car, with her at the wheel. Didn’t leave him with any options destination-wise.
    “Tell me about him.” Christ, why’d he ask her to do that? He didn’t want to know.
    “He’s a good man. Generous, kind, fun and happy. Always so happy. I think that’s the first thing I noticed about him.”
    “He grow up in the Hunter with you?”
    She shook her head. “No. He’s from Sydney. Lived there all his life. We met on a plane trip home from England. Sat next to each other. I, er, I might have fallen asleep on his shoulder.”
    “Might have?”
    “Okay, I did. But I was exhausted. I’d just finished exams, hadn’t slept in days and had been so late for my flight I almost missed it. The plane hadn’t even taken off and I was asleep. I woke up to find my head on his shoulder. And, as he explained later, apparently it had been there for a good few hours. We’ve been close ever since.”
    “That when you fell in love with him?”
    Lily thought about the question. “Maybe. Probably. It feels like I’ve been in love with him forever.”
    Angus regarded her with narrowed eyes. “Mind if I ask you a personal question?”
    Lily gave a not-so-feminine snort. “Does it get more personal than me telling you I want you and I love Blake?”
    “Have you been with anyone else since you fell in love with him?”
    “Been with?”
    “Slept with.”
    “I have.”
    Ouch. Why the fuck had he asked? To find out she could sleep with other men, just not him? Angus pursed his lips.
    “But the truth is, it doesn’t matter who I’ve been with, or how long I was with him, no one’s ever compared to Blake. I, uh, I tend to think about Blake the whole time I’m with the other guy.”
    Right. Now Angus remembered why he’d asked. “Do me a favor?”
    “What?”
    “See that glade of trees over there?” A ring of massive eucalyptus trees with dense branches created an inviting stop-off point on the side of the road.
    “Yeah.”
    “Pull over. Please.”
    Lily looked at him curiously but pulled over and parked in the thicket of trees. Angus didn’t give her a minute to think. The instant the motor was off, he removed his seatbelt, leaned over and kissed her again.
    So, she was in love with Blake? Big fucking deal. There was no commitment there. She’d responded to his kiss, Angus’s kiss, once. Time to see if she responded again.
    She did. Fuck him, did she ever. She opened her lips to his before he even tried to deepen the contact. And this time he didn’t have a chance to slip his tongue into her mouth. No, this time it was her tongue searching his mouth, her tongue exploring. And Christ help him, it made him as hard as a fucking rock.
    The kiss went on forever. Or maybe just a minute. Didn’t matter. Angus lost touch with time. Hell, he lost touch with reality. The only thing he kept track of was the feel of Lily’s lips against his own, the slide of her tongue, the softness of her skin and the scent of strawberries, violets and jasmine.
    “Lily,” he whispered hoarsely.
    “Mmmm?” Her eyes were closed, her skin flushed, and her head rested against the headrest.
    “Tell me who you thought about while I kissed you.”
    “Didn’t think,” she murmured. “Just felt.”
    He kissed her again, taking control, tasting her mouth this time. She moaned against his lips, tangled her fingers in his hair and twisted in her seat, trying to get closer.
    He pulled away. “Try, Lily. Give me a name.”
    She opened her eyes, looked at him with passion-drunk pupils. “Angus.”
    His grin was born of sheer masculine pride. He trailed a finger from her lips down to the neckline of her dress. “Would you stop me if I touched your breast?”
    She closed her eyes. “Not if you kiss me again when you do.”
    No hardship there. It did however take a good few seconds to