Steele 05 - Irresistible Forces

visit to spend time with him like his friends’ grandparents had.
    Much to his parents’ credit, they had never spoken ill of Franco Saxon. Over the years they had accepted the older man’s decision not to be a part of their lives. It was only when Dominic was grown that he discovered why his grandfather was not a part of his life. And it was a reason Dominic had found unacceptable.
    His ears suddenly perked up. The shower was no longer going, which meant Taylor was finished with that particular segment of her toiletry. Dominic could imagine her damp body wrapped in one of those huge fluffy towels. He wished he was there to dry her off and thought of just how he would complete the task. He would go slow, taking time to pamper every inch of her body, starting with those luscious breasts he had tasted earlier, then moving lower to her flat stomach and small waist and then to that gorgeous pair of legs.
    He sighed deeply. It was self-torture just thinking about all the things he would do after that. There was no denying that he wanted Taylor and he’d told her as much. But she wasn’t fully aware of the intensity of that want. It had literally turned into a deep, throbbing need. A need that wouldn’t go away.
    * * *
    Taylor looked at the outfit she had chosen to wear to dinner tonight, a black clingy halter dress. But nothing, she thought, would raise Dominic’s temperature quicker than the sexy red lace, sheer mesh baby-doll nightie with a matching G-string that she would put on later. It was seductive. It was daring.
    Why wait till later?
    She licked her lips at the thought of the sweet torment Dominic would endure if she appeared at dinner wearing it. No doubt she would become the main entrée. She liked the thought of that.
    Taylor stared at the outfit that hung in the closet a few seconds longer before deciding what she would do. Crossing the room, she pulled the red piece of lingerie out of the drawer and tossed it on the bed. It was time to turn the heat up a notch.
    * * *
    Dominic straightened in the chair, feeling his body get hard. The last thing he should be doing was sitting here looking through a book showing various sexual positions while waiting for Taylor. But he couldn’t help himself. The pictures were definitely sexually arousing. There was not one position he couldn’t picture him and Taylor trying. And if he played his cards right, before the week was out, they would try every one of them.
    A faint smile touched his lips. He could just imagine the joy he would see on his parents’ faces the day he told them they would be expecting a grandchild. There was no doubt in his mind that they would make wonderful grandparents. Taylor would have to be resigned to the fact that his parents would set out to make sure their grandchild was thoroughly spoiled.
    “Dominic.”
    He turned his head to the whispered sound of his name. Holy hell! he thought, coming to his feet.
    His mouth dropped. Blood rushed through his veins, his heart was pounding in his chest and his pulse was beating erratically. His already hot body suddenly burst into flames. Desire. Intense chemistry. Sexual need. All three hung in the air like a sensuous mist and seeped through the material of his shirt to tantalize his skin and shoot his testosterone level through the roof.
    And when she moved away from the door, slowly crossing the room toward him, his mouth was suddenly dry and his body flared into an erection he couldn’t hide even if he wanted to. He could only stare and come to grips with the enormity of his desire for her. She had to be wearing one of the sexiest scraps of lingerie he’d ever seen on a woman. And if Taylor thought she could sit at a table across from him wearing something like that, she definitely had another thing coming.
    She came to a stop in front of him and he stared into her eyes, fully understanding the message in her gaze. “Would you be terribly upset if I asked that we postpone dinner for a while?” she asked in a deep, sultry tone.
    He gave her what had to be a heated smile before taking a step closer to her with his total concentration on her mouth. “Only on one condition.”
    “And what condition is that?”
    He was still looking at her mouth. Inched his lips down closer to it. “That you let me devour you instead.”
    He watched her lips form into a sultry smile. “Only on one condition,” she countered.
    Now it was his turn to ask, “And what condition is that?”
    She moved her