Forbidden Fruit: Volume 1 (46 page)

Chapter Eight

I was pacing in the living room, moving back and forth across the concrete. I had no clue where Adam had gone the night before, and he still wasn’t back. My worst fear was that they’d already killed him. They’d been suspicious of him already and I feared the steps he took to protect me further proved their suspicions.

I wrung my hands through my hair, trying to stay calm, but nothing helped. I needed to get out of
there. There was nothing in the suite. No phone, no way to communicate with the outside world. The windows were all bullet proof and I’d already tried slamming a chair into them to no avail.

When I’d all but given up
hope, a loud bang sounded against the door and then four armed guards rushed into the suite with military gear covering them from head to toe. I screamed. My hands flew to my face and my wild eyes tried to figure out which side the men were on.

They spanned out and covered the suite in a matter of seconds as I stood frozen in the living room. Their camo looked like the
y belonged to the U.S. ARMY but I had no way to be sure if they were a rebel group or not. My body shook as I tried hard to remain calm.

“Ma’am, are you Kate Winters?”
one of them finally said to me.

He flipped the sun visor on his helmet and
, hesitantly, stepped closer to me. My eyes grew wide and I backed up.

“I’m Sergeant Williams from the U.S. ARMY. We’re here to transport you to safety. Our helicopter is positioned outside.”

Holy hell. I was going home. He’d done it. Adam had rescued me.

My body started shaking even more
, and the next few moments passed in a blur. The four men circled around me on all sides. One of them looped an arm beneath my shoulders so he could act as a body guard and help carry most of my weight as we sprinted out. The last time I’d stepped outside I’d been blindfolded and I wasn’t prepared for the elements I’d missed the past few days. The sun shined bright overhead as we maneuvered through a back alley and up a fire escape on a neighboring building. I could hear their helicopter waiting for us on the roof.

There were sounds coming from every direction. Shouts and the shuffling of heavy boots, but I couldn’t think of anything other than the fact that I was being rescued and
that I’d never see Adam again. My feet carried me up the stairs with mindless movements. The army guys were shouting commands to one another, but I couldn’t concentrate on their words.

My breaths grew heavier as
we ascended the stairs. The whirring of the helicopter blocked out the noise from the streets below, but it couldn’t replace the shouts of a man on the roof.

“Let me go help them get her!”
the man yelled, and I could have sworn it was Adam. I would’ve recognized that sharp commanding voice anywhere, but the helicopter was loud and I couldn’t be sure that my mind wasn’t playing a trick on me.

“They’ve got her, Agent Black. You need to calm down or we’ll leave your ass here,” another voice yelled.

Agent Black. Was Black Adam’s last name?

I didn’t have much time to consider the possibility because soon we were cresting the to
p of the stairs and stepping onto the roof. One of the soldiers still had his arm tucked under my shoulders to support me. The other two soldiers stood in front of me and one brought up the rear, confirming we weren’t being followed.

“Finally!” I heard the man yell. It was Adam. It had to be Adam.

I looked up, trying to spot him, but the two soldiers were only then beginning to disperse to their vantage points on the roof.

There he stood. All six foot something feet of him. He wore the same clothes from yesterday and a stern look across his features. When his eyes landed on me, the midnight black cooled to a warm brown, but then his gaze fell on the soldier still supporting my weight.

His jaw clenched, and with quick steps, he moved in front of me. He didn’t need to say a word. His domineering personality was visible to anyone with a pulse and it was clear he didn’t like the solider touching me. Even if the guy had just saved my life.

“Are you alright?” he asked, gently gripping my chin and eying me up and down.

I couldn’t speak yet. I was in shock and I didn’t know what would happen in the next few seconds. Was he ensuring I was okay before going back down those stairs? Was he about to say goodbye?

I nodded and licked my lips, trying to meet his eyes. My gaze pleaded with him to come with me.

The edge of his lip curled up a millimeter. “You’re worth it.”

“Worth what?” I asked, finding my voice and confusion all at once.

“Walking away from a five year mission,” he answered, bending down and stealing a kiss. I arched toward him, pressing my hands to his hard chest. My heart soared at what that meant. To know that he wouldn’t be in danger; that he’d be coming back with me. I had no clue where we would end up, but for now, this was enough.

The Sergeant ushered us all into the helicopter and we quickly buckled in and adjusted our bulky headsets. Adam sat next to me and I kept itching to touch him, to be closer to him
, and confirm that we were both escaping the darkness that had almost swallowed him whole.

A moment later
, his hand reached out to clasp mine, engulfing it in warmth and security. I peered over and gave him an appreciative smile accompanied by a quiet sigh of relief.

He reached out with his other hand and pushed aside
my bulky headset. His seatbelt prevented him from turning all the way, but he leaned in and spoke loudly so I could hear him over the helicopter blades.

“Where do you live?” he asked with a hint of a smile.

The question made me laugh. It was a strange concept to realize we had so much ground to cover. The massive life changing things were checked off, yet I wasn’t even sure what his last name was.

“California,” I shouted. “You?”

A thoughtful smile spread across his lips gently. “Technically, nowhere. I used to have a condo in Chicago.” His brown eyes never left mine as he continued, “I’ve got a sister in California, though. Thinking I’ll pay her a visit.” His warm eyes held just the right amount of mischief.

I smiled and squeezed his hand gently.

His forehead hit mine and I closed my eyes, inhaling his scent and appreciating the first moment of peace I’d had since meeting him.

“I’m Kate Winters, by the way. Winters is my last name. I’m a reporter for the LA Times,” I offered the last comment with a wistful smile.
My work in Los Angeles seemed like a million years ago. I’d been researching LARK for the past year and I wasn’t sure what I would do with all of my intel once I returned.

“I’m Adam Black. CIA Agent, no longer undercover
.” He shook his head at the ridiculousness of introducing ourselves this late in the game, and then pressed his lips to mine, reassuring me of the feelings that had sparked between us.

He didn’t let go of my hand the entire trip to the US embassy in Kosovo. I didn’t know where our future would take us. I didn’t know the demands of Adam’s job or when he would have to go undercover again, but his grip held mine like he never wanted to let me go
, and in my gut, I truly believed it. Life threw me into the pits of hell, but in that place I found a man willing to risk everything to save me.

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The Naughty Au Pair

by

Janice Baker

Chapter One

Angelina

Padding down the hallway in my bare feet, I paused in front of his door and pressed my ear up against the cold wood. My heart always pounded like a drum when I did this. The anticipation was enough to light my body on fire, even though a shameful feeling always accompanied it.

The guilt, however, quickly fades once I’m in his arms. I forget about this part. It’s the
before
and
after
that always leaves a mix of emotions.

Hearing only the TV, I rapped lightly on the door. My answer prepared just in case Lauren was actually in the room this time. Although tonight, I was positive she wouldn’t be home since I double-checked her itinerary to verify her arrival was tomorrow.

I swallowed hard as I heard footsteps and watched the gleam of the silver doorknob turn. My breath rushed out of my chest as the door opened and a smile crept over my lips seeing Gordon standing there. His espresso eyes shined that devious way it always does when they scan my body. He pulled me into the room, checking the hallway before closing the door.

The bedding was slightly mussed on the four-poster bed. His laptop sat in the middle, as if he were comfortably working while awaiting my arrival. I was just about to start walking toward the bed when shivers ran through me as he wrapped his strong hand around my hip and pulled me close to him.

Gordon is such an experienced man, unlike the boys I’ve been with before. As such, older men are more my preference now. Despite promising myself that the next man I was with would not be attached, I’ve now made the same mistake twice, only this time knowingly.

“Is he asleep already?” Gordon whispered as he cupped my cheek with his other hand. I nodded, feeling the relief wash through me, knowing we were safe to be with each other tonight.

I’d prefer not to come into their master bedroom, wishing we could use one of the guest rooms instead. I acquiesced with Gordon’s reasoning that the maid would question why she had to make that bed.

His sensuous soft lips brushed mine and then continued to caress the sensitive skin near my ear and just below. My breathing picked up when his mouth tenderly swept over my neckline. My hands slid around the sides of his chest, gripping his shirt. I moaned as I rolled my head to the side, giving him full access to that perfect spot.

His fingertips ran lightly under my sweater, feeling my delicate skin. He growled as his hands clutched my waist and picked me up. Hitching my legs around his waist, my skirt hiked up and his fingertips dug into the flesh of my buttocks. I squealed as my body was thrown onto their bed. He stood proudly in front of me as I gave him a small seductive smile. My eyes grazed his bare chest and flicked further down when I noticed his hardness straining against his pants. I inhaled an excited deep breath knowing what was hidden beneath that fabric.

Resting on my elbows, I pulled one of my legs up, giving him a slight glimpse at what he would soon have. He loves my smooth sexy thighs. I always tried to keep in shape, knowing my body is the first thing men notice.

Ballet was always my true passion, but my mother never had the money for lessons, so I used to make up my own routines and kept myself fit that way. As I watched Gordon’s eyes scan my body, especially the rounds of my breasts, which peeked through the buttons on my cardigan, I could tell he appreciated my figure too.

He reached toward me and gave me a sly smile as if he were tricking me. Picking up his laptop instead, he moved it to the cherry wood nightstand. Their whole bedroom suite was in dark rich wood, draped in alluring shades of rich red and grey tones. The room was decorated with romance in mind. Clearly their marriage wasn’t that way; if so, I wouldn’t be here. I often wonder if this will be
our
bedroom once he finally divorces her.

“You know it might be a couple of days before we can be together again, right?” He asked as he placed his knee on the bed, leaning his muscular body over mine.

“Oui,” I purred in French, knowing it turns him on even more. Add in the pout of my lips and I was able to make
his
breath hitch. A thrill ran through me that I had such power over him.

The corner of his mouth turned into a slight smile as he pressed his body on top of mine. “God, I love your accent. You sound so seductive,” Gordon whispered to me as he kissed my lips tenderly. He should talk. His voice sends shivers throughout my body. Just hearing Gordon in another room makes my whole body tingle.

“Mmm,” I moaned as I felt his hand slide up my thigh, squeezing slightly, this time making
my
breath hitch. The firm grip he had on me sent a surge of fire through me.

“Undress for me,” he seductively ordered as he rolled on his side and then sat up. He knows how much I love it when he’s demanding. Excitement shot through me, wondering what he would want tonight. My pussy clenched in anticipation of what he would do next.

“Avec plaisir, Monsieur,” I whispered, tasting his lips before I stood and slowly turned around. I reached up and with one move pulled the clip from my hair, freeing my long dark hair from its twist. Thick and wavy, it cascaded down my back as I turned my head to the side to make sure he enjoyed what I was doing. Trying to conceal my excitement, I cast my eyes down to my hands, watching them slowly slide the zipper on my skirt down, holding the ends together for a brief teasing moment. I casually skimmed the garment over my backside, letting it fall and then cupped my tight firm globes. I snapped the side of my thong and slowly turned around for his viewing pleasure. My hands glided along my thighs, slowly lingering along the lace barely covering my sex. I peeked at him through my lashes making sure I commanded his full attention.

He was leaning back, enjoying my little show. Darkening with lust, his eyes were taking in every movement I made. I felt the electricity between us charging the room with a sexual connection that was on the verge of exploding.

Running my tongue along my full lips and with another small pout, I slowly continued to remove what little clothing I had left. My light cardigan already had the first few buttons undone, revealing the swell of my breasts right along the lace of my bra. I let my fingers run back and forth along my smooth skin before I unbuttoned each one to slowly reveal a little more of my body for him. After undoing the last button, I let one sleeve fall off my shoulder as I ran my hands along my body. Closing my eyes, I let my own sensuality take over. My fingertips explored my own skin, feeling my nipples become hard tight buds through the lace as I ran my hands along my breasts.

I briefly peeked at Gordon, who seemed completely enthralled with my slender figure. The sexual power I had over him was more than enticing. Gordon controls everything about our relationship, so having a slight upper hand in this was intoxicating.

I took another step toward him as he sat up, his eyes drinking in every inch of my body. I ran my fingernail along the middle of his muscular chest until I reached the leather of his belt. His hands ran up and down my thighs, finally cupping my backside tightly.

“Mmm,” I breathed as I rested my hands on his shoulders. Just seeing the glint of intensity in his eyes sent a flood of warmth through me. My breathing hastened as every part of my body tightened with need. His eyes flicked to my breasts as his hand reached between my thighs from behind and ran along my slit. His fingers slid between my skin and the thin silk of my thong, back and forth, arousing every sense of my body.

“So fucking wet, my little French beauty. How shall I have you tonight?” He wasn’t asking to be answered. He was making the deliberation himself as he cupped my sex, making my breath hitch. One hand ran lightly along my body until he squeezed my small breast through my bra. He stood in front of me as my heart beat faster, anxious to find out how he would take me. Admiring me with intense desire, I could tell he wanted to fuck me hard tonight, wanting to get some frustration out. Visions of his hard throbbing cock thrusting in and out of me increased my need for him right then and there.

He ran his finger lightly over my breastbone and then swept my long hair behind my shoulder, dragging his fingers back over my shoulder and sending shivers throughout my body. Fervent need flooded through me as he gripped my breast, causing my strap to fall down my shoulder. The last time he did that he didn’t bother taking off my garment. This time he reached behind and unclasped my bra, freeing my breasts and letting the cool air hit my nipples, making the tight buds even harder. I gasped as he clutched the nape of my hair and greedily pulled my mouth toward his. His tongue plunged hard and fast into my mouth. His lips pressing against mine forcefully as he pulled me closer toward him.

Both his hands squeezed my ass, pulling me close to feel his hard cock against me. A hard slap to the cleft of my buttocks snapped my attention back to how hard he would take me tonight. I gasped and let out a satisfied whimper.

“You like it when I smack your hot little ass, don’t you? You can’t wait for me to fuck you hard, I bet.” I felt his hard cock right against me. The fabric of my thong was now dampened by my need for him. His hands ran over my backside, soft at first and then he smacked it again in that same perfect way. My breath left my chest as I savored the delicious tingle given to me by his hand. He captured my breast with one hand and rolled my tight hard nipple between his fingers, shooting waves of pleasure through me. A moan escaped my throat as I was losing control over my body.

“Bend over, Angelina,” his husky voice demanded as his hands guided my body to turn around. The firm hold he had on my hips coaxed me to lift my ass higher as I clutched the lush bedding to my bare breasts. I licked my lips, impatiently awaiting his next move. I heard the clasp of his buckle as I envisioned his strong hands freeing that huge hard cock that would bring me so much satisfaction. My sex was dripping now and more than ready for his…

“Ohh,” I moaned as he ran his fingers along my slit, feeling how wet I was for him. I felt his hand on my back as he pressed me down further onto the bed and then I suddenly felt his mouth cover my entire sex as his tongue began to dart in and out of me. “Ohh,” I cried out again as he fucked me hard with his mouth, licking, sucking and nipping at me over and over again. I was just about to explode when I felt cool air blow over my needy pussy. I felt his hand rub back and forth over my slit before finally feeling his hard cock slam into me.

Feeling devoid and then filled so quickly was absolutely exquisite and I almost came immediately. He pulled out, practically all the way, before plunging into me again. Over and over again, he pulled out slowly before shoving his shaft back into me. My moaning was uncontrollable and I prayed there was no one near his bedroom door to hear my sounds of euphoria.

“That’s right, baby. Let me hear you, just like I like it,” he growled as he fucked me strenuously. His pace quickened as his grip tightened on my hips, bringing me to the brink and as soon as his fingers touched my clit, it sent me right over the edge to perfect bliss.

I couldn’t catch my breath as my body came down from my intense release. He pulled out of me, leaving me feeling completely bereft, and tossed me onto the bed. A proud animalistic expression cast over his face as he climbed on top of me and kissed me roughly. Kneeling between my legs, his hands roamed over my body, fondling every curve and hard peak he touched.

As his hands slipped under my arms and pulled me up, he positioned my body to align with his. I wrapped my arms around his neck for support. I could barely contain my excitement and let out a small laugh, knowing he would fill me again soon. I bit my lip trying to contain the thrill rushing through me.

Lustful eyes stared deep into mine as he lifted my body, guiding me right to where I couldn’t wait to have him again. Eagerly, I let my body fall down around him, filling my pussy with his hard shaft. Our mouths collided as my thighs were put to the test; the daily pliés I detested during my workouts seemed to be for this reason, as I glided my body up and down over his steel pole.

His hands held my hips, forcing me to stop my rhythm. Keeping inside of me, he pushed me onto my back near the side of the bed, my head almost hanging over the edge. He clutched my waist and pulled me hard as I watched his eyes fill with intensity and his jaw tighten. I closed my eyes as I felt his dominance course through me. Pure fucking was what he wanted and what he was going to take right now. He grabbed my legs and straightened them, allowing him to slam harder and thrust into me with reckless abandon. Primal sounds erupted from his throat as he controlled every sense in my body. My breasts jounced as he slammed into me fiercely with every thrust. The second his fingers glided over my clit, I came undone.

“Ohh, oui,” I screamed out as I heard his final groans which brought us to the same climax together. He continued to pull me to him just as hard until his final grunts of pleasure waned. He yanked me up and took my mouth roughly, the same way he had just taken me. Throwing our bodies against the pillows, his mouth continued to plunder mine until both our breaths finally began to calm.

Lying next to each other, he pulled me tight to his chest as I closed my eyes. He ran the tip of his nose along my cheek before capturing my mouth with his for a sensuous kiss. I sighed deeply as he laid another one just under my lobe and he murmured, “I love you.”

I moaned as I rolled into his embrace. “I love you so much,” I whispered and closed my eyes as I nuzzled into the crook of his neck. His fingers ran between my breasts, sending shivers through me. The soft tips of his fingers continued, circling my navel before skimming between my legs. I bit my lip and let out a small mewl when he swirled closer in between my thighs. My tongue glided along my lips as I bowed my head, loving that his touch was arousing me again so quickly.