by Alexia Praks
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Shirtless, muscles taut, and glistening with beads of sweat, music blasting in his ears, Sam kept working on the treadmill. His legs were getting a bit tired, and his heart was now working harder. His body felt great, and he smiled. Of course, he hadn’t been able to keep the smile away from his face since last night when he found Chandra asleep with his daughter.
God, the woman did really affect him in the most amazing way. He couldn’t fall asleep last night, despite the long day, and he’d been quite tired. His mind kept wandering back to Chan, to their kisses in the kitchen and the feel of her softness in his arms.
He sprinted faster, his legs spinning and his breathing hard. Then suddenly, he stopped. He got off the treadmill and headed for the door as he wiped sweat from his forehead. It was time to head back upstairs. It was seven in the morning, and Chan and Lilly were probably up already. They’d be wanting breakfast.
Breakfast. The thought made him smile. He’d be having breakfast with Chan. He’d be cooking for her. The very idea made him feel like he was walking on air.
Halfway up the stairs, the music stopped. He took the iPod attached to his shorts pocket and clicked it to restart. Once again, music blasted in his ears. Smiling, he continued up the stairs into the main house. There, he headed up to the second floor. Along the corridor, he paused at his daughter’s bedroom, wondering if he should check in on her and their guest. He was about to do so when he caught himself.
He was sweating like a pig and shirtless. He’d probably freak her out with his nakedness. He’d need to clean up and present himself in a more acceptable manner. Of course he wanted to make a good impression on her.
With that, he dismissed the idea of checking in on them and headed toward his own bedroom instead. There, he went straight to the bathroom door. The moment he cracked the door open, he frowned as steam greeted him. He wondered if he’d forgotten to turn off the hot water tap before heading out for his exercise routine. He was pretty sure, however, he had. So what was with the steam?
He stepped in and shut the door behind him. He turned the corner and then slammed into a female body. Reflexes took over. In a second flat, he wrapped his arms around the very soft, feminine being and pulled her close against him, preventing her from landing on the hard marble floor.
Chandra, feeling the force of the collision and then the fall, hastily grabbed onto the masculine body and held on for dear life. When she felt the motion stop and that her body had not yet smashed to the floor, she peeked open her eyes.
The moment she saw warm brown eyes gazing at her, she gasped.
Oh my God! It was Sam. And what the heck was he doing in there? She was naked. Totally butt naked. And she was in his arms.
Sam just stared. He couldn’t believe what was happening. He just stared in both pleasure and amazement at the beautiful woman in his arms, smooth, soft, and very naked. One of his thighs nuzzled intimately between her legs, in close contact with her soft feminine area. Her breasts were squished against his naked chest.
Shit! He was totally turned on.
Chan’s whole body squirmed under his close contact and his intense gaze.
“Sam? What… what are you doing here?”
Sam slowly smiled. “I could ask you the same. This is my bathroom, madam.”
The moment he said that, she blushed intensely and wanted to die. Oh my God! She’d been showering in Sam’s bathroom. And using his stuff.
“I… I didn’t know.”
Sam straightened up, pulling her along with him.
“Are you hurt?” he asked, cupping her face.
Chan’s body was still quivering with a delicious sort of ache as she nodded. “Hm.”
Sam eyes drifted from her face to her breasts. Shit! They were marvelous. Fully round and plump. The nipples were pink and… He simply wanted to ravish them, teasing them and taunting them with his hands and mouth.
He swallowed and his eyes drifted lower to her flat stomach and then below.
Oh shit! He had to stop this right now.
Chan blushed at the way he was staring at her. Instead of feeling the fear and disgust she had when Dave was staring at her, even fully clothed, Sam’s stare made her tummy feel funny and delicious and just plain beautiful.
Her heart glowed with delight at the way he was looking at her, at the desire that radiated from his eyes.
She felt his hand tighten around her as though he were in some sort of dilemma. It was as though he were fighting within himself. As though he didn’t want to let her go.
Finally, he chuckled and took a step back. He turned his gaze away from her and said, “I’ll let you get ready.”
With that, he headed out the door, his body tense with unfulfilled sexual desire.
Chan watched him go, her heart racing and aching. She wanted to shout to him not to leave her. She wanted him to kiss her and make wonderful, passionate love to her, right here and now.
She drew herself back from that outrageous notion and scolded herself severely.
How stupid. Now was not the time to think about Sam and what it would be like for him to kiss her and make love to her. Now was the time to get herself ready and then go home.
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CHAPTER 31