And wow, did he ever feel good. His body was superbly hard and muscular, enveloping me in heated need. His mouth was soft, yet firm as his warm lips crushed onto mine. My tongue met his halfway in a gentle dance of exploration, playing like lost lovers starved for affection. I felt myself start to fall apart.
This couldn't possibly be happening. It certainly wasn't supposed to, anyway. I was trying to swindle this man, not seduce him. Besides, he notoriously threw himself at hundreds of women, so perhaps this kiss was nothing special to him. But for me, it was pure fantasy gold. A dream I'd be able to replay for the rest of my life.
In the meantime, though, we had to stop. As soon as I could gather my wits, I'd end this. Any time now-perhaps after this kiss. Not that either of us was showing any sign of stopping.
After a dazzlingly long time in his arms, I opened my eyes and looked around, mentally applying the brakes. Then I pushed him away.
He resisted at first, then loosened his grip and let me go. "Too much?" He squinted one eye.
"No, it was good." I paused to take a breath. "But I can't do this. Sorry."
"It was good?" He grinned. "You can do better than that-I thought it was great. What are you hiding? Do you have a boyfriend?"
A boyfriend! That was a laugh. If Roman saw me kissing Alejandro, he probably wouldn't care at all. That's how much of a boyfriend he was. Pathetic hipster.
"I do have a boyfriend, but I don't think either of us feels very strongly about it. That's not why I stopped. And you're right-that kiss was much more than good." I held a hand to my chest and took a long breath to show him just how good it was. "But I'm trying to sell you a guitar, so I don't think this is the right thing to do."
He stared deeply for a few seconds, then relaxed into the limousine seat. "Okay, I understand. Perhaps when this business of ours is finished?"
"Maybe. I can't think about that right now." I fanned my face with my hand but failed to get any relief from the searing heat that still enveloped my body. "This is all so strange for me. Please don't be mad."
Alejandro shook his head and offered me a light smile. "I'm not even the slightest bit mad. I apologize for being too forward, but I just couldn't resist." He slid away from me on the seat while both of us straightened our clothes and hair, pretending that we hadn't just kissed madly. It was easy. All I had to do was convince myself was that I wasn't alone with one of the most famous, talented, and sexy men alive. How hard could that be?