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Authors: April Angel

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She moaned, brought her hands up to cover his, and wiggled her ass over his cock.

“Ah, yes, sweetheart. I want you, baby. Do you want me too?”

She held her breath and studied his gaze. She knew what he was doing, and by God she was starting to wonder if maybe she was insane for wanting to try. If she allowed him to touch her again she was screwed. In every way. It was pretty much telling him she was good with them seeing each other some more. She didn’t know if she could handle that. But what if…what if she continued to see him through the wedding? She’d be there for those weeks anyway. If things didn’t work out, there would be nothing for either of them to blame the other about.

“What do you say, sweetheart.” His voice caressed her ear and she continued to watch the reflection of him fondling her breasts. It was by far one of the hottest things she’d ever seen. She cocked her head to the side to give him a better angle to kiss and lick. “Let me show you how good we can be. We can take it slow.”

She groaned and shut her eyes, but immediately jerked them open to continue watching him. “I…” He pinched her nipples and sucked on her neck. Her pussy quivered, unfulfilled. Fuck, she was so confused, but she wanted him—wanted more time with him and wanted his cock inside her again. “Yes, OK, but only until the wedding. After that we’ll have to see.”

“It’s a start.” He nipped her shoulder and her body shuddered. “Bend over and put your hands on the mirror.”

Her eyes widened in the reflection, and she licked her lips.

“I want you to see me fucking you.” He tugged the slinky dress down until it pooled by her feet. He then yanked down her wet thong. She had her hands splayed over the mirror, fully nude, wearing nothing but her heels. So hot.

He traced his way up her calves, followed by her thighs, around her front to her waist, and up to her tits. She sighed. He went straight for her nipples, pinching the little buds without mercy. It was pleasure and pain mixed together with enough potency to make her feel like tiny orgasms were rolling through her. She dropped her head back onto his shoulder. His hands left her breasts. He removed his suit jacket and pulled on his tie until it was hanging loose on his neck.

She wanted him naked, or at least wearing less than he was. He stroked her spine with his lips, soft kisses and licks that worked down to her ass. Arousal thickened in her veins, dark and needy. Bracing her hands on the glass, she watched him reach into his pocket and pull out a condom. Then she heard the zipper sliding before his pants dropped to the floor. Widening her stance, she inhaled sharply when he caressed her cheeks, rubbed his cock down her crack, and finally stopped at her wet entrance.

“Watch me fuck you, baby.”

With their gazes locked, he thrust into her in one quick stroke. Wildfire spread inside her. Licks of the growing inferno raced up to her nipples at the speed of light. Scraping her nails on the mirror, she moaned when he pulled back and thrust in again. Hard heartbeats hammered her ears. His pelvis slapping her ass made a smacking noise she found incredibly arousing. Riveted on the vision they presented, she watched herself moan, her eyes bright with desire.

“Oh…yes!”

His strokes were firm and steady. Each one fanned the flames of tension inside her. She dropped her head forward, only to have him grip her hair and tug—not painfully, but enough to get her to raise her head.

“I want to see your face.”

Light beads of perspiration lined her body, giving her already golden skin an even brighter glow. He kissed her back, sucked his thumb into his mouth, and then slid it down her crack. It was a moment later that she felt his digit circling her hole. Her breath caught. He dipped the digit into her tight ass. Slowly. Carefully.

She whimpered, shoved back into his driving cock and finger. Watched him clench his jaw. He slipped the finger in and out in tandem with his quick, hard strokes. She panted, groaned, and tensed. Pressure built inside her. So heavy she swore she was going to explode. So fast it was like a tsunami coming for her.

“Please…Jared. I need…” She moaned and watched an almost wild expression take over his face.

“I know, baby.”

He released her hair to lean forward. A single pull, and then he drove his cock deep. Hard. Harder. Jesus it felt good. So good. Like being bitten and licked at the same time. Her body throbbed. The taste of bliss grew closer. He ran a hand around her waist. One quick breath, and he was delving his hand between her pussy lips. Her pleasure intensified with each stroke. That’s when he brushed a finger over her clit.

“Oh God…oh…my…” She bit her lip and choked the scream down. The climax was raw. Harsh. Amazing. So amazing, it left her struggling for air. While she rode the waves of her release, enjoying the pleasure that blasted down her body to her pussy, she watched him close in on his own orgasm. She propelled back onto his cock, her ass pulsed on his thumb, and her pussy quivered.

“Shit!”

His moves lost all coordination. Until he stopped completely, met her gaze, and cursed again. Then he did a single final drive into her that left him tense. Electricity flowed through her in tiny pricks that made her entire body shake.

He jerked. Over and over. And it was amazing. But he didn’t stop until he was holding her tightly to him by the waist, skin-on-skin. Air puffed in and out of their lungs. Each ragged breath a new reminder of the passion they’d just shared. She wouldn’t change it for anything in the world. When he pulled out of her, the heat of the moment slowly dissipated. She glanced at him in the fogged-up mirror and saw him disposing of the spent condom. She tried to stand straight, but her knees felt ready to buckle. So she stayed as she was, leaning on the glass. He grabbed paper towels, wet them, and cleaned himself before fixing his clothes.

After that, he wet some more and tended to her. He wiped between her legs so carefully, she could do nothing more than stare while her heart melted. Her vision was riveted on his hand while he stroked her pussy and thighs. Her nipples drew tight. How nice it was to have him touching her with the warm towels. He helped her stand and turned her to face him. Their lips met in a kiss she very much needed. She couldn’t say why. She just did. Something was going on there. It both scared and drew her in at the same time. Winding her arms around his neck, she drove her fingers into his hair. He hugged her tightly, slipping his fingers through her hair and caressing her skull.

Emotions were a bitch. Feelings she’d never felt before started to make an appearance, but she didn’t want them. No. For all she knew this wouldn’t last past the wedding. Her mind rebelled. Those same emotions wanted it to be for longer. Much longer.

She kissed his jaw and hugged him back. Just hugged him. It was the first time in a long time a man held her. She allowed herself to wonder at possible
what-if
s. Reality made its presence known in the form of Jazz.

“Hello-oh.” His unmistakable voice sounded from the other side of the door.

Lurching back in Jared’s arms, she peered up at him. His scowl told her he was not happy with the interruption.

“You both need to get your nookie over with so we can continue this party. Nina is starting to stress over where you could’ve gone, Lucky. Now get your asses back in your clothes and let’s party like it’s nineteen ninety nine.”

She grinned. He rolled his eyes and replied to Jazz. “We’ll be right there.”

“Save the next nookie session for later, when we’re not so busy.” He chuckled as his footsteps drew away.

Jared bent down, picked up her dress, and handed it to her. She noticed he had grabbed the thong and shoved it into his pocket. When she glanced at him with lifted brows, he simply shrugged.

“It’s wet and will be uncomfortable. I’ll hold it for you.”

If she hadn’t seen the sparkle of sexual innuendo in his eyes, she would have thought he was being a gentleman, but clearly he just wanted another pair of her panties.

“What, are you starting a collection?” she asked and put on the dress, which thankfully had a built-in bra or he’d probably keep that too.

“Maybe.” Once her clothes were back on, he cupped her face. Of course there was nothing she could do about the lipstick that had disappeared and the mussed up hair. She ran her fingers through it, but the curls just didn’t want to stop looking like she’d just rolled out of bed. “Leave it. I like the woman-well-loved look on you.”

She snorted. “Yeah, I’m sure it will go over real well when Nina and Alex see me. They will know what we were doing in here.”

He chuckled. “Sweetheart, I hate to break this to you, but I am pretty sure your boy Jazz already told them what we were doing in here.”

“Ugh.” She turned to open the bathroom door so they could get out, but he stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder.

“Lucky…”

Turning on her heel back to him, she noticed him frowning. “What is it?”

“This is not just sex.” He stared deep into her eyes. “You know that, right? Sex is not this deep, this powerful. I want more time with you. I want more, period.”

Panic bubbled up inside her, almost choking her with its intensity. She really wanted to believe that so much it was making her dizzy. But what if he said that now, and in a few days—or weeks—changed his mind and decided to play her? With how fast her feelings for him were developing, she couldn’t handle things moving that way. They had to take it slow or she wouldn’t be able to see him at all. “I already told you, we’ll see how things go until the wedding, and then discuss possibilities.”

Turning back to the door, she opened it and walked out. She stopped at the office entrance and looked up at him. “Don’t push me. I don’t like being told what to do. If you want to spend more time with me, you need to understand that right now.”

 

* * *

 

 

“So…” Jazz lifted his brows and waited.

She sipped the hot coffee, its sugary caffeinated flavor bursting on her tongue. Her mind wasn’t awake enough to handle his inquisition. Drinking more of the delicious brew, she ignored the curiosity in Jazz’s gaze and replayed the previous night’s events. Jared’s attitude had softened, and he’d been the perfect companion through the rest of the evening. It was kind of freaky.

“Luckyyyy! If you keep ignoring me, I’m going to pout and whine until you tell me what the heck happened between you and the bad boy, Mr. Sexy.”

“Bad boy?” She grinned. Jazz could be very imaginative, but this time she really thought he was spot on. Jared might dress in a suit, but she saw the rough side of him underneath. His eyes always spoke for him—harsh and gentle, passionate and untamed. All of it made her want to get to know each side of him. And if things went as they had tentatively set, she would.

“Hell yes! You didn’t see the look he gave you and the guy you were dancing with. I swear, chica, he was jealous. He’d glance away, but his gaze kept straying back to you. It was kind of fun to watch a man so torn between going to you and staying away.”

“You think he was torn?” She was certainly torn with her decisions of him, but it was so hard to fight the chemistry and pull he seemed to have on her, and apparently he felt the same way. It was refreshing and helped her feel a bit more at ease that he was also fighting some of the attraction he felt.

“Oh yes. He was torn, pissed-off, unsure, and in the end he just gave up and decided to approach you on the dance floor.”

She grinned when Jazz waggled his brows. “I loved how you just walked away and left him standing there. You should’ve seen his face. Priceless. He looked like a little lost puppy.”

“I highly doubt Jared Thomas has ever looked like a lost puppy.” Just the image made her chuckle.

Jazz tore out the insides of his bagel and dumped them on a separate plate before applying a thick coat of cream cheese to the toasty brown skin. “That’s because you didn’t see what I saw. Trust me, girl, you can make him do flips if you wanted.”

She bit into her croissant and watched Jazz cut his bagel into quarters before he took a tiny bite. “I don’t want him to do flips. I just don’t want to be lied to again. Is that such a big deal?”

He waved his hand in a negative and drank his coffee. “No, it’s not. And I really don’t think he’ll be playing those games with you.”

“Who knows, Jazz? I’m taking this one day at a time. The last thing I want is another rich man who’s going to use me as his personal game and leave me heartbroken again.” She had a feeling if she continued to spend time with Jared, her feelings would be in jeopardy. She glanced down at her vibrating cell phone.

“What’s going on?” Jazz asked when she stared at her phone for a while.

She bit her lip. Her stomach did a flip as she reread the message. “Jared wants to see me again.”

Jazz bounced in his seat, excitement visible in his sparkling dark eyes. “So see him! What are you waiting for? Do you want me to reply for you?”

“Heck, no!” She put the smartphone closer to her chest and hit Reply.

“When are you going to see him?”

She grinned and knew exactly how to see if he really wanted to get to know her, or if he just wanted to have a warm body every time he wanted a good fuck.

“I think the day after tomorrow.” She typed her reply, hit Send, and locked the screen before she changed her mind.

“Wait.” Jazz frowned. “Don’t you have catering stuff to do then?”

She grinned. “I do. Nobody said he can’t come with me.”

Jazz’s eyes widened. “Ooooh you evil, awesome woman! You’re going to make him sit through tastings and decoration talk!”

She giggled and shrugged. “I am. Can’t wait to see how he handles it.”

 

Chapter Seven

 

 

Lucky made her way to Jared’s waiting sports car with a smile. He was lucky Nina lived in one of the suburbs, and he didn’t have to fight city traffic. She headed for his car with a spring in her step. So what if she’d worn one of her prettiest sundresses and took extra care to do her makeup and hair for her appointments. It wasn’t for him. OK, maybe it was for him. But she hadn’t seen him in two days, and she’d come to the decision, after seeing Nina with Max and Alex with Andrew, that she would take it all in stride.

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