Sudden Desire (2 page)

His agent had sent over a temp to help while Tess was out and he’d already
charmed the woman into utter incompetence. He told her to cancel all of his
appointments for the next day and left her gaping at him.

Chapter Two

Holy crap, was Crescent Lake in the middle of nowhere! Annoyed, Trevor wondered
yet again why the hell Tess would come all the way up to Washington to a lake a
million miles from the airport when she could summer anywhere.

But once he stopped to really look he began to understand. It was perfect there.
While L.A. was hotter than hell in the middle of July, along the road to the lake, lush green trees filled the landscape and the air smelled sweet and clean.

The resort Tess’ mother gave him directions to was gorgeous, he had to admit. A big
rustic main lodge and smaller cabins dotted the area around the lake. It was nearly ten at
night but it was still the pinkish light of late sunset.

After parking the rental in front of her cabin he got out, relishing the crunch of pine needles beneath his shoes. He could smell the warm earth, the sap from the trees. How
long had it been since he’d done that?

Leaving his bags in the car for the moment, he marched up to the door and knocked.

She answered after a few moments and stood there, utterly surprised. Then she
scowled, crossing her arms over her chest. Which alternately annoyed and confused him more because he realized he’d never noticed what world-class breasts she had until that
day she quit. And there she was—there they were—mouthwateringly creamy mounds
heaving out of the top of the camisole she wore. And her legs were exposed to the top of
her thighs by a very short denim skirt, and he saw a woman he’d never imagined
worked for him for two years.

“What do you want, Trevor? I sent your house keys back and wrote out instructions
on how to reset your alarm codes in case you’re worried I’ll break in. How in the hell
did you find me? I can’t believe you hunted me down for that.”

“I got the keys but I haven’t changed the codes. I threw myself on your mother’s
mercy. Can I come in?”

Warily, she stepped back and opened the screen door and waved him inside. He
looked around. The cabin was one large room with a loft space he guessed housed the
bed. The front was all glass and looked out over the lake. The rising moon glimmered
overhead, reflecting off the water. The interior had what he believed was a coastal Indian
décor. Beautiful and simple.

“This is a really great place.” He looked at her and motioned toward the couch.
“Tess, uh, can I sit down?”

Rolling her eyes at him, she waved in the general direction of the couch and tossed
herself into a chair. Swinging her legs up onto the ottoman made her skirt ride up,
briefly exposing a scrap of red fabric covering her mound. He blinked a few times and
sat down.

“Well, what is it, Trevor? You came two states and several hours on two-lane roads
to get here. You’d better not be here about buying you condoms.”

“I want you back,” he blurted out.

She snorted. “I’m sure you do. You’ve discovered how hard it is to run your own
damned life, haven’t you?”

“Yes.” He wasn’t happy about the admission but there it was.

Watching her to gauge her reaction, he couldn’t stop himself from looking at the body he’d totally ignored for two years. Good god, her nipples were hard. Mouth beginning to water, he wondered what color they were, strawberry pink or deeper
raspberry, maybe even coral pink.

“Are you even listening to me?” Her voice broke into his naughty, naked
ruminations. While in nipple fantasyland, he hadn’t heard a word she’d said. That
couldn’t be good.

“No, damn it. Have you always been so sexy? How am I supposed to think when
your nipples are hard and you have on red panties?” he said grumpily. She raised her
eyebrows. Standing up, he began to pace. “And what’s with the short skirt anyway?
Have your legs always been so long?”

“Yes and when you’re around my nipples are always hard.” She looked up at him
with a sardonic smile.

Shocked into stillness by her admission, he looked at her closely. “Really? How
come I never noticed?”

She sighed. “A question for the ages, Trevor, I’m sure. As I was saying—I’m not
interested in coming back to work and having you treat me like shit. No matter how well
I’m paid.”

“What color are your nipples?”

“What? Trevor! God, never mind, go home.” She stood but he grabbed her arm and
pulled her closer.

All finesse was gone. He was on fire for her. Every cell in his body wanted to claim
this woman he’d had under his nose all this time. “Suddenly, Tess, I’m finding myself
obsessed with what you look like while you’re coming. What you’d feel like as I slid
inside of you. What your pussy tastes like,” he growled, running his hands up and
down her arms.

Holy crap!
No wonder those starlets jumped into the sack with him. No rational
woman with a clit could withstand the assault of the sex appeal of this man. Her heart pounded. She gripped his shirt to keep her hands from shaking. Nervously, she licked
her lips as she looked up at him.

“Shall we see, Tess?” His voice was soft and velvet, his hand trailing up her thigh.

“I already know what color my nipples are.” Her voice was faint and breathy, and
he rewarded her with a wicked smile that flooded her pussy with honey.

Those questing fingers reached her inner thigh and then higher, brushing the fabric
of her panties. A moan escaped her as he flicked his index finger across her clit through
the lace. “Are you wet for me, Tess?”

“This is a bad idea.”
Yeah, really convincing if you thrust your cunt into his hand when

you say it.
She should have been ashamed of her response but she wasn’t. She’d crushed

on him for so long. Watched him with other women for two years. Even though she
knew he’d walk away in a bit, she wanted him.

“No it isn’t. Take your skirt off.” His voice was quiet but it wasn’t a request.

Reaching behind her body, she quickly unfastened the skirt and it fell to her feet,
leaving her in red thong panties and a tank top.

“Very sexy.” Circling her like a shark, he ran a finger underneath the waistband of
her underwear. “A thong. Nice choice for someone whose ass is as juicy as yours. Tell
me, Tess, why is it that I never noticed your body before?”

“I don’t know. You barely noticed me at all for two years. Enough to know I kept
your life moving but not as a woman. Not even as a human being really.” That still hurt.

“I’m sorry, Tess. I really am. For lots of things. I’ve obviously been missing quite a bit.” Stopping behind her, he leaned to speak in her ear. “Take your panties off.”

She hesitated for a moment.

“Tess.”

Quickly, she slid the panties over her hips and down to join the skirt at her feet.

“Will wonders never cease? Tess, you’re bare. I like that very much.” Running his
fingers over her mound, he stopped to dip one into her pussy. The fleshy pad pressed
over her clit, sliding side to side. Hips bucking forward, she moaned as he slid a finger inside her and then back out.

“Your clit is pierced. Tess, you look so innocent on the outside but you are such a naughty girl just beneath the surface. I find I like that very much.”

Putting the finger slicked with her honey to his lips, he locked eyes with her as he
licked it with relish. “Juicy. So sweet and hot and wet. Is that for me?”

“You know it is.” Anger began to edge into her system. Duh! Who else would she be
wet for? Arrogant ass!

“But I didn’t.” He tipped her chin so that she was looking into his face. “I didn’t know.” And why didn’t he? Trevor kicked himself for his lack of attention. He leaned
down and licked over her mouth. Tongue tracing a hot, wet line across her pouty, full
lower lip before catching it between his teeth.

Her taste burned through him, intoxicated his brain and teased his senses. She tasted
heady and sweet but real. There was nothing artificial about this woman and that may
have been the biggest turn-on of all.

She was fire in his arms. Fluid, hot sex and damn it if she wasn’t the most beautiful
sight he’d ever seen.

His cock strained against the fly of his jeans, aching to be inside her body. The
muscles of his abdomen trembled with restraint. This woman knew him. She knew his
history and he didn’t want that to bar the way. He had to show her pleasure first. Bring
her off, take her higher and higher until she shattered around him. Then he’d fuck her.

Lips skating down the arch of her neck, he feasted on the place just below her ear.
The wild fluttering of her pulse fed his desire. The knowledge that he affected her so
deeply seduced him.

“I think it’s time I see those breasts, Tess.” He pulled her tank off with a flourish and couldn’t hold back a sigh of happiness when he sighted her bare breasts. “Ah, coral. A
lovely color. I would have guessed more pink. Surprises are a wonderful thing.” They

were high and full, nipples drawn tight and calling for his mouth.

“Only a movie star would call it coral,” she breathed out. “Fucking metrosexual.”

He laughed. He’d missed her humor. Something else he’d failed to appreciate until
it was gone. “There’s my smart-assed girl. I may know my color palette but I know a few
other things, too.” Drawing his hands up her stomach, he brought them to her breasts.
As he palmed them, the nipples begged for attention and he complied. He kissed down the upper curve until he found her nipple. Her skin smelled like summer. Warm and sunkissed. As he swirled his tongue around that hard bead, her cry of pleasure shot
straight to his cock. Unable to resist, he took the entire nipple into his mouth, grazing his
teeth over it before sucking hard. She arched into him, her hands sliding up his
shoulders to cradle his head to her.

Hazy with the shock of the utter unreality of the moment, Tess slid deeper into his
spell. Yes, she’d wanted this but the fantasy had nothing on the reality. She had no idea what inspired this move from disinterest to thrusting his erection against her thigh so
quickly.

“What brought this on? What are you doing?” she managed to gasp out as he bit her
nipple.

“I’m going to fuck you, Tess. But first, I want to be sure you’re good and wet. I want
to taste you on my tongue as I lick you into orgasm. And then I’ll back you over this
couch and slide into you from behind and fuck you just hard enough to make those
luscious breasts bounce.”

“What makes you think I want that?”
Yeah, right.

He chuckled wickedly. “Your cream is running down your thigh, Tess. Your pussy
is hot and wet and soft for me.” He dropped to his knees before her, leaning in to part
her pussy. Exposed, her clit throbbed in the cool air.

“Damn it, this ring is so sexy. Just looking at it makes me so hard I can barely move.” Moving his mouth to her, he flicked his tongue over her clit rapidly until she had to lean on the couch for support. He gently pulled on the ring with his teeth,
bringing a mewl from her lips. “Do you like that, Tess? I do. Oh I enjoy you so much.” Pushing her back on the couch, he brought her thighs up to his shoulders. Pausing to spread her open and look at her again, he flicked his gaze up to hers before bringing his
mouth to her pussy.

So soft and creamy. Trevor speared his tongue into her, swirling it around her gate. He lapped at her, bringing the flat of his tongue through her folds and over her clit and
the silver ring there. Pulling her clit into his mouth, he slowly sucked it in and out while
he stroked two fingers inside her. She was so good, so luscious that he wanted to eat her
for days.

“Oh yes, more like that, please,” she whispered softly and he complied. “Don’t stop,
god, what you’re doing, don’t stop.” His mouth on her was heaven. Wet against wet, his
tongue sliding over her and into her, pushing her into a place where her muscles
trembled with the rush of endorphins through her body. It wasn’t impersonal at all. Not
a quick, nameless blowjob. He made love to her with his mouth. The intensity of that
frightened her but did not halt the freight train of her climax from slamming into her
cells at full speed. Arching, a cry on her lips, she clamped her thighs over his ears as
wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her.

After she’d stopped fluttering a bit he pulled back, kissing the sensitive spot where