7 Days and 7 Nights by Wendy Wax

7 Days and 7 Nights by Wendy Wax

Author:Wendy Wax
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
ISBN: 9780307417831
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2007-12-17T16:00:00+00:00


Matt watched her disappear, and for a minute or two he sat and chewed, assuming she’d surface when she found her napkin. By the time he finished his last bite of potato, it occurred to him that she might be injured or unable to get up.

Since his back was already to the Webcam, he slid his chair back and lowered himself to the floor, out of camera range, where he found Olivia sitting beneath the table, her napkin in her lap.

“You okay?”

“Absolutely.” She waved the napkin airily at him but made no move to get up.



“We’re sitting on the floor under a table.”

She nodded solemnly, her eyes wide.

“You realize this is not usual after-dinner behavior?”

“ ’S’okay. I don’t feel usual.” Her smile was crooked and went straight to his heart.

As he took in the surprising sensation, she got on all fours and crawled over to sit beside him. She sat so close he could feel the shallowness of her breathing and read the intention in her wine-clouded green eyes even before she tilted her lips up toward his.

She kissed him, and his entire body hardened. Without thought he reached out and pulled her closer.

Looping her arms around his neck, she crawled into his lap, where she pressed her breasts against his chest.

“God, Livvy.”

She took his hand in hers and guided it up under her dress, where he discovered just how little separated him from the place he most wanted to be.

He groaned. “Tell me you’re not wearing the thong.”

“Sorry,” she breathed in his ear, though it was clear she wasn’t. “Didn’t mean for you to know.”

He ran his hands over the smoothly rounded buttocks, down the silky thighs, and back up to cup the triangle between her legs. With his thumb he manipulated the sliver of satin until she moaned and the strip of material grew damp.

Hot and hard, Matt went up on his knees to bring their bodies closer together and banged his head against the kitchen table—knocking some sense into his lust-filled brain.

“Olivia.” With his lips welded to hers, his voice was muffled, and he had to open his mouth wider to try again. At which point she slipped her tongue through the opening to search for his.

“This is not a good idea.” He must have hit his head harder than he’d realized, because that seemed to be his voice sounding the note of reason.

Olivia didn’t bother to respond verbally, but her non-verbal responses couldn’t have been clearer. Her thumb traced the curve of his ear, while her tongue found and parried with his. Her breasts splayed across his chest, their hardened nipples pressing intimately against him, until all he could think of was pushing her onto her back and driving himself inside her. Under the table. In the middle of the kitchen. With an Internet audience wondering where in the hell they’d gone.

Matt halted the kiss. He bracketed her face in his hands and turned it up to his. She was all of the things he’d been angling for all week: dazed, confused, and totally hot for him.


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