Summer Sins

Hayley felt her chest tighten with anger. How could he be so shallow and unfeeling? And, more to the point, how could she have fallen in love with such a man?

‘How often do you see your son?’ she asked.

‘I see Daniel when he wants to see me,’ he answered.

‘How often is that?’

‘It depends.’

‘On what?’

‘On whether he wants me to see him.’

‘Do you actively seek to see him?’ she asked. ‘I mean whenever your busy, shallow, self-serving life allows you the time to do so.’

A flickering pulse of anger appeared at the edge of his mouth. ‘If he wants to contact me he knows how to do so.’

‘So you leave it up to him?’

‘He’s fifteen years old,’ he said. ‘If he wants contact with me, then that’s surely up to him. I can’t force it on him.’

‘He’s your flesh and blood! The teenage years are the hardest of all, particularly for boys. He needs you now more than ever.’

‘I told you to stay out of my personal life, Hayley,’ he said. ‘My relationship with Daniel has nothing to do with you.’

‘I’m your wife, for God’s sake!’

His crooked smile had a hint of cruelty about it. ‘Not for long,’ he reminded her.

She drew herself up stiffly. ‘You’re counting, aren’t you? Every day, every minute you’re counting.’

‘And you aren’t?’

She sent him a furious glare. ‘I’m counting the days until I can rid myself of your presence—permanently.’

He ran his dark gaze over her indolently. ‘You seem to have enjoyed it so far.’ He stepped towards her and lifted her chin, his fingers as hot as a brand on her skin. ‘Who knows? You might even miss me when it’s over.’

‘I’m sure I won’t.’

His mouth came down to within a breath of hers. ‘I’d better make sure every minute of our marriage is truly memorable, then. What do you think, baby girl?’

Hayley couldn’t think. That was the whole trouble. Not with his mouth so close and the temptation of his hard body burning its sexual promise against hers. She felt her eyelids flutter and then finally close as his mouth came down and sealed hers in a blistering kiss of passion. She felt his arms lift her as if she weighed …? Well, a whole lot less than she weighed, she thought a little wryly as he carried her to the huge bed.

She sighed with deep pleasure as she sank into the soft as air mattress as his weight came down over her, his body pinning her beneath him, his mouth fused to hers, his hands already seeking the softness of her breasts. His warm palms shaped her through the thin fabric of her dress before he removed it over her head with an urgency that thrilled her, his dark, burning gaze feeding of her hungrily as she was finally naked before him. She sucked in her belly as his teeth surrounded her right nipple, the sexy graze arching her spine as he pulled on her almost savagely. She gave another ragged sigh of bliss as his head moved down her body until he came to the throbbing heart of her need, his tongue a hot, piercing sword of sensuality as he took her to heaven.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

HAYLEY WOKE TO the warm brush of sunshine on her face and the heated press of Jasper’s body at her back. She moved experimentally, not all that surprised when her inner muscles protested slightly when she shifted her legs against his.

His lovemaking of the night before had been breathtakingly satisfying. Her body felt as if it had been lifted to the heights of awareness, every nerve tingling in response to his mouth and hands and hard male presence. She had not thought herself capable of such wild abandonment. Even recalling his grunting pleasure as he took her from behind for the first time had her belly quivering all over again, especially now as she could feel him stirring between her legs.

‘Are you awa

ke?’ he asked, kissing her neck.

She turned her head to look over her shoulder at him. ‘Is that meant to be your idea of foreplay?’

He flipped her onto her back and, after quickly applying a condom, sank into her without preamble, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. ‘I could feel you twitching and rubbing up against me for the last half-hour,’ he said. ‘Haven’t you had enough of me yet?’