MrTemptation (18 page)

“You okay?”

“Getting there.”

“What have you been up to?” he asked. “There’s something
different about you.”

“I went for a run. Running always puts me in a good mood.”

“So you feel better?”

“Yeah.” She opened the door wider and he came into her room.

“About this morning, you took it well,” he said.

“I know I’ve been acting like a complete bitch. But now that
I’ve had some time to reflect on all I’ve learned about my family, I’m not so
confused and angry. I’ve actually come to terms with their failings and now I
can deal with the future.”

“Good. I know it’s a lot to absorb and nothing makes me
happier than to see you happy. If something like this had happened to me, I
would have serious issues.”

“You and your mother have been tremendous. I hope I didn’t
sound too harsh. I really do appreciate all you’ve done. I couldn’t have asked
for a better attorney.”

Her mouth was getting ahead of her brain but she didn’t
care. She felt energized and ready to face whatever came next.

He took a step toward her and grasped her hand. Just that
connection made her skin tingle. “Do you think you could ever look at me as
more than just your attorney?”

The lust in his eyes was something she’d hoped to see. She
ran her tongue over her lower lip, feeling her entire body come alive. Her
nipples tightened, her pussy was instantly wet. Didn’t he realize how attracted
she was to him? That she already saw him as so much more than just an attorney?

“Do you think you could see me as someone other than a
client?”

He pulled her hand up to his lips and pressed a kiss across
her knuckles. Her flesh instantly sizzled. She gasped and he pulled her into
his embrace. His big arms wrapped around her made her feel safe, protected,
even loved. But better yet, her breasts were pressed to his chest and her hips
were pressed enticingly against his cock.

“I really don’t know what I would have done without you,”
she said, resting her cheek against the Armani. She breathed in his spicy, male
scent. His cologne was beyond delicious. “It is so wonderful to have someone
like you here to help me.”

“I’m so glad you feel that way.” He hugged her tighter,
stroking his hands over her back. “I know I told you this before but the first
time I saw you, I wanted to be with you. You are the most amazing woman. Just
these past two days we’ve been together, I’ve seen such resilience and strength
in you.”

“You don’t have to say those things,” she said.

He released her, held her at arm’s length and looked into
her eyes. “I want to, I want you to understand how much I…” His voice trailed
off as he lowered his face to hers.

The moment his lips touched hers, fireworks exploded within
her. She had been waiting for what seemed an eternity for him to kiss her
again. She arched her body into his. Their tongues twirled around each other
and her lips burned with fevered passion.

If he stopped kissing her she would die. But he didn’t stop.
The kiss deepened, they were both so hungry. Every nerve in her body tingled
with anticipation as his hands, which had been pressed against the small of her
back, began to roam. The lightest of feathery touches glided across her hips
and then down to her ass as he gripped her tighter to him.

She felt the length and hardness of his cock against her
hot, wet pussy. She moaned into his mouth, her tongue licking his lips. When
she sucked on his tongue, he growled low in his throat. Her body awakened,
remembering each and every caress of times past and the ethereal places he took
her with each orgasm.

Gripping her ass, he lifted her into the air and she wrapped
her legs tightly around his waist.

Preston carried her, without ending the kiss, his hands
still massaging the curve of her ass, to her bed. He laid her there, his body
covering hers as his hands explored her. Her legs, her waist, her ribs, then
exquisitely and undeniably her breasts were in his hands. He massaged them, his
thumb rubbing across the taut nipples beneath her bra.

She moaned and tightened her hold on him, letting her own
hands caress his body, the muscles of his back, then sliding down to grip his
tight ass, pressing his cock harder against her. She lifted her legs and shocks
of white heat pulsed through her.

Preston took off his jacket and threw it on the chair. He
rubbed against her, his husky groans urging her to continue her exploration.
She yanked his shirt out of his slacks and let her hands glide along the smooth
ridges of his chest. Her thumbs brushed against his nipples, just as he was
doing to her. Then lower, she gripped his belt buckle, undoing the clasp then
his button, the zipper, until she could reach inside.

His hard cock throbbed through his boxers and she reached
farther in to grip the sizzling heat of his length. So hard, so long, so thick.
She stroked him from the base to the mushroom tip, letting her fingers tease
the sensitive spot around the top. Nothing was going to stop her from shoving
his cock forcefully into her hot, wet pussy.

His hands roamed her hips, her thighs, gripped the edges of
her skirt and pushed it to her waist. He made quick work of removing her
pantyhose. As he shed his own clothes, Cadence practically ripped her blouse
and bra from her body and, although it had only been a minute at most since
their mouths had touched and their bodies had been pressed together, it was too
long to wait.

Preston came down on her, his mouth reclaiming hers as he
sought to touch every inch of her skin. He tore his mouth from hers and his
lips seared a path down her neck and shoulders, coming to a stop just above her
breast.

They both panted. She kneaded his shoulders, gliding up and
down his arms, loving the weight of his body on top her. She waited achingly
for him to kiss her breasts. He hovered there, breathing his hot breath on her
nipple, placing achingly gentle kisses along the slopes of her breasts.

Cadence cried out her need. “Preston, please…”

She cupped the back of his head, begging him to take the
sensitive tip of her nipple into his mouth. With a primitive groan, he lowered
his lips, his tongue flicking the bud, teasing her as fiery sensations ripped
through her body.

She arched her back and, lifting her hips, could feel the
tip of his cock just on the edge of her wetness. His fingers danced their way
down her waist and over her hips then moved lower still to gently caress the
triangle of hair between her legs. His thumb massaged her clit, causing her to
buck against him. The sensations throbbing through her were the greatest of
pleasures. His fingers continued their sweet torture, rubbing, caressing. Finally,
one finger, then two slipped inside her.

Cadence was sure she would melt through the bed from the
heat of her desire.

Preston moaned as his fingers slid in and out. His thumb
still rubbed her clit as his mouth went from one breast to the other, driving her
closer and closer to the edge.

“I want you so bad…” he growled.

His lips slid up her neck to meet her mouth in a lusty kiss.
His tongue thrust into her mouth, imitating what his fingers were doing to her
pussy.

Cadence lifted her hips higher, begging for him to fuck
her—now. He shook his head, a teasing smile on his lips, but when she frowned
his smile widened. He leaned over the side of the bed and pulled a foiled
packet from his trousers, quickly opened it and stroked the condom over his
rigid cock. God, he was so hot. He spread her thighs wide, his gaze roving
hungrily over her pussy.

“You are so hot, Cadence. God, and so wet.” He slipped a
finger inside her, stroking gently, then rubbed his thumb over her clit. She
lifted her hips, once more begging for him to enter her.

“I want you inside me,” she said with a gasp as he found her
G-spot with his finger.

“I want to be inside.” He moved his hands to grip her hips
and with one forceful thrust, his cock filled her.

Her body exploded, her legs tightened around his hips and a
loud scream escaped as orgasmic gratification rocked her body. He thrust into
her again, deeper and deeper, the length of his hard cock pulsing through her.
She gripped him tighter, sucking on the skin of his neck and shoulders as wave
after wave rocked her. He was relentless in his efforts. He thrust again and
again, not letting her body recover from her climax.

Preston buried his face into the crook between her shoulder
and neck, and his tongue flicked out to tease her sensitive earlobe.

Her body, still recovering from her first orgasm, began its
climb again. Her limbs shook, her insides quivered. Pleasure pounded her from
every direction. Every inch of her begged for more of the exquisite torture he
was performing. When Cadence thought she would die from pleasure, white-hot
light exploded around her and the cry she let out was drowned out by his primal
howl.

His hard cock pulsed within her and his body shuddered on
top of hers.

They stayed locked together for a few moments as each waited
for the vibrations to settle through their bodies. When Preston did move away,
he kissed her gently on the lips.

“Wow,” she said.

“You’re amazing,” he replied.

They lay naked on the bed, still breathing hard, Cadence in
an utter state of euphoria. No one had ever made her body respond or come the
way Preston had.

He leaned up on his elbow, gazing down at her. “You know
I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you.”

“I know.” She was still breathless from exertion.

“Now that it’s happened, I’m a happy man.”

“I only wish you hadn’t waited so long.”

“I didn’t think I stood a chance.”

“What made you change your mind?”

He lay back and stared at the ceiling. “When you came in
yesterday, I knew this time I couldn’t let you get away.”

“I’m not expecting anything serious,” she said in case he
thought she was some needy chick.

He turned his head and looked at her. “I want to take care
of you, Cadence. I want to be the man you turn to when you need a soft place to
fall.”

“You’ve been all those things and more.”

Cadence hadn’t ever heard this kind of declaration before.
It had to be something more than just a fling. “Thank you for being my knight.”
She kissed him on the nose.

He smiled, and not the enigmatic smile of a lawyer but a
genuine “Scout’s honor” kind of smile.

“I’m hungry. Want to grab something to eat?” she asked.

“You really want to stop?”

Cadence laughed out loud. What a strange, wonderful man he
was.

“You want to go for round two?” She raised an inquisitive
eyebrow.

“Oh yeah?” He growled as he kissed her fully on the lips,
not a kiss of lust but something better.

She put her hands on either side of his face and returned
his kiss. A deep feeling of peace entered her. She would remember this
forever—what it was like to love and be loved.

She pulled back from him and stared again into his eyes. She
wanted to see if he would show her what he was thinking. A satisfied gleam
sparked there and she knew there was a deep bond forming between them.

His gaze clung to hers, analyzing her reaction. She smiled
back at him, letting her contentment seep through. She had kept herself so
controlled, so emotionless for so long. She had been fighting her own personal
battle of restraint with him since she had met him less than forty-eight hours
ago.

Now that she had let go, she’d been transformed into a sexy,
desirable woman. Those green eyes didn’t lie.

She rested her head on his shoulder and squeezed him tight,
wanting the moment to last a little bit longer. “I feel like I’ve known you
forever.”

He kissed her shoulder.

She shuddered at the feeling of his lips on her skin again.
He teased her gently with his tongue. She giggled and nipped him on the neck.

“Do you want to shower with me?” he asked, a devilish glint
in his eyes and the double meaning in his gaze evident.

“Race ya?” With a wink, she stood and walked to the shower
in her most seductive way, her hips swaying. She turned around and glowed. He
had been staring, a look of desire in his eyes.

“Like what you see?”

“Oh yeah,” he said deep in his throat as his feet hit the floor.

Chapter Ten

Cadence was exhausted. She and Preston never had lunch. By
the time they checked, it was after six o’clock. They had spent hours making
love. She lost count after the fourth time.

Every little thing set them off.

The way she soaped her body—and he took her against the
shower wall. Then she bent over to dry her legs, only to find him caressing her
from behind. She’d unwrapped her towel and begun to blow-dry her hair, when
he’d propped her on the vanity.

He’d looked so sexy buckling his pants, she had quickly
unbuckled them, slid them down his legs and wrestled him to the ground. She’d
sucked his cock like the seductress she’d become. Whirling her tongue, licking
him from base to tip and sucking him deep into her throat. She wanted to swallow
him whole. He completely lost control when she sucked his sac into her mouth,
and stroked his cock with her fingers. When she’d put her mouth back around his
erection and sucked him deep, he’d come with enthusiastic force, and with each
draw of her mouth she’d milked him dry.

He knew how to show his appreciation. She had never met a
man with so much stamina. He flipped her over and gone to town on her pussy.
His tongue like a lasso whipping deliciously over her clit, her pussy lips,
sliding inside her slit. She never had a chance to feel anything other than
exquisite pleasure, until she screamed it out as white heat engulfed her,
burning her in an inferno. And he hadn’t let up. Oh no, Preston had sucked her
clit until she came again.