The Executive’s Affair Trilogy Bundle (Trinity, Desire, Unconditional) (9 page)

Laszlo rolled over and draped his arm across Trinity's waist, pulling her closer to him so that her back was to his front. His morning hard-on pressed against her soft, warm, naked, ass cheeks, and his cock jerked with anticipation. God, he was so fucking horny, and she was so pliant and supple. It was moments like this that made him wonder how he'd gotten so lucky to find someone like Trinity. She was absolutely gorgeous, and she grew more beautiful by the day. It sounded cliché, but she stole his breath the moment he'd laid eyes on her. And he knew he had to have her. It had been a gamble asking her to go on that business trip with him, and he'd taken another gamble when he'd invited her up to his hotel room, especially considering, at the time, he'd been her boss. It was a gamble that paid off in his favor though—big time. She was going to be his wife, and she was carrying his child. He still couldn't believe it. Trinity was absolutely perfect. He adored everything about her.

And this pregnancy…wow! Trinity was adjusting to it very well, and she'd healed quickly from her run-in with that piece of shit ex of hers. She wasn't showing any signs of being pregnant yet, except for the spike in her libido. She was insatiable. The doctors said it was because of the increased hormones related to the pregnancy and that it would le
vel out as her body adjusted. Laszlo sure as hell hoped not. All though, he was embarrassed to admit, if she continued at the pace she had been, he might not be able to keep up with her.

Trinity moaned softly and wiggled closer to him, her ass rubbing on his painfully hard dick. He showered her shoulder, neck, and upper arm with kisses all the while pushing his cock more firmly against her ass. "Mmm, what time is it?" she asked in a sexy, sleep laden voice that made him want to flip her onto her back and mount her right then, but he controlled himself.

"Almost six," he said, scooting up just enough to be able to catch her earlobe between his teeth. She still smelled like that flowery, vanilla scented soap she'd used in the shower yesterday. It was faint, but it was enough to drive him nuts.

She moved her head out of his reach and groaned in protest. "I'm tired," she whined.

That was another thing about being pregnant—if she wasn't horny, she was tired. The doctors assured them that this was normal, too, and that it'll get better as the pregnancy progresses. Laszlo once again pulled Trinity to him. He resumed kissing her neck and shoulders, thankful and encouraged by the fact that she didn't pull away. "Your skin is so soft," he whispered, moving his hand up her stomach to her plump breast. It was warm and filled his palm nicely. He grazed his thumb over her nipple and groaned when he realized it was hard.

"Laszlo," she said his name as more of a moan than a protest.

He closed his eyes and kissed the soft spot behind her ear that he knew drove her crazy. She sighed and pushed her ass into him.
Christ, one more move like that he was going to come all over her backside
, Laszlo thought. He gently pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, dying to feel the hard nub in his mouth, rubbing over his tongue and lips. "Mmm, I want you so bad, love." Laszlo thrust his cock against her to emphasize his point, hoping she'd give him a sign one way or the other if she was going to give it up to him. If not, he'd definitely have to rub one out in the shower.

"Let me sleep for a little while longer, and then I promise I'll take care of you."

Laszlo rested his hand on her stomach and took several deep breaths in an attempt to calm himself. He didn't want to pressure her into doing something she really didn't want to do, but he was too far gone, and the only thing that was going to calm him was to be buried inside of her. "I have to go to the office today, love," he whispered at her ear.

"Do you have to?"

"Yes," he said with a hint of amusement in his voice. Now that Trinity was living with him, and they were planning their wedding, he worked at home more times than he went to the office, and she was spoiled to having him around, because when he was, he doted on her, spending more time attending to her needs than actually working. He tucked his cock between her legs so that he could feel the warmth of her pussy on his cockhead and he moaned, his eyes closing momentarily as he slid his dick between her pussy lips. The sensation was fantastic. "C'mon, Trin, baby, please."

She remained silent. Laszlo puckered his lips against her shoulder blade and slid his hand down her stomach until his fingers were firmly tucked between her thighs, his middle finger rubbing back and forth over her clit while he continued to caress her lips with his shaft. He could feel her getting wet and that only drove his need for her to an unmanageable level. "Feel how bad I need you, love?"

Trinity subtly moved her legs, spreading them just a little. It was so minor that if Laszlo hadn't been so tuned into her and her body, he would've missed it. He grabbed her leg and brought it back so that it was draped over his waist. His cock was so hard he had no trouble moving his hips just right and finding the entrance to her pussy. His finger was still on her clit. "You're so wet." Laszlo brought his finger to his mouth and sucked on it. "Damn, you taste good."  He brought his finger back down to her clit, and she inhaled sharply. "I'm gonna lick the hell out of that sweet little pussy tonight."

Her breath hitched. "Tease," she said.

He smiled against her back. "You know better than anyone that I'm no tease." His finger flicked back and forth over her clit.

"Laszlo." She reached down and clutched his wrist, pressing his hand harder against her pussy.

Then he knew: she wasn't going to stop him.
Thank God!
He swore he was going cross-eyed from the need to be buried inside of her. He thrust his hips up and forward, sliding his cock into her pussy. They moaned simultaneously and Trinity tightened her grip on his wrist, working his hand on her clit. "Fuck," he groaned, drawing out the word. Feeling her wet sex wrapped around his dick kept getting better and better each time. It was heavenly. He steadily worked in and out of her, stretching her, until they found a comfortable rhythm. She would meet each of his forward thrusts with a backward push of her own.

"God, yes, yes, Laszlo," she cried out so loud he thought she would cause the staff to come running to her aid. But he didn't really care. The pleasure was just too great. Everyone else could go to hell if they didn't like it.

Trinity tightened painfully around his cock causing him to actually wince. He wanted to tell her to relax, to slow down a little and enjoy the feel of him, but it was too late. She was writhing against him, her orgasm consuming both of them. Laszlo gritted his teeth and thrust into her with one hard final push before he jerked, his come filling her.

She twisted her head around and found his lips. He kissed her languidly, refusing to pull out of her warmth. "So much for sleeping in," she whispered, and then winked.

Laszlo reached up and cupped the side of her face. "I'll make it up to you, I promise." He stroked her cheek with his thumb, amazed at how much love he felt for her. A single look at those stormy gray eyes of hers, or a casual smile tossed in his direction, could bring him to his knees and constrict his chest so tight it became hard to breathe.

Trinity laughed. "You can't buy your way out of this one."

He cocked a brow. "Oh, I think I could."

"Uh-uh." She shook her head. "The only way you're getting out of this, is by staying right here with me all day."

With a groan, he said, "Don't be like that, love." He nipped at her bottom lip before kissing her, his tongue swirling around in her mouth like a lazy river.

"Is it so wrong that I want to spend the day in bed with my fiancé?"

He chuckled. "No, baby, of course not. And I would like nothing more than to stay here with you, but I have to go to the office today, love." His stomach knotted. Saying no to Trinity wasn't something he did very often, and on the rare occasion when he did, it made him feel horrible. He wanted to be able to give her everything she wanted, which shouldn't be that difficult considering the only thing she seemed to want was him.

She stuck out her bottom lip in a pout, and he almost changed his mind. That pout was sexy as hell, and it never failed to arouse him. In fact, he could feel his cock hardening inside of her. He pulled out long enough to roll her onto her back and settle between her legs. One firm push, and he was again enveloped by her. "I love you," he whispered as he brought his lips down to hers.

"I love you too," she whispered.

Laszlo leaned over, covering her body with his, and claimed her lips while slowly thrusting in and out of her. He was determined to take it slow this time, to make love to her until she was sated and able to fall back to sleep. That was his plan, but the longer he remained inside of her, the wetter she got, the louder she moaned, and he knew it was only a matter of moments before he came again. He muttered an apology about not lasting too long before he succumbed to his orgasm, and Trinity orgasmed with him for a second time.

"I suppose you're forgiven," she said, stroking his arms, sending shivers through his body.

He laughed. Laszlo pulled out of her, rolled onto his back, and brought her over to lie on his chest. She snuggled close to him, her hand resting on his sweaty torso. They lay like that, not speaking, for several moments. Laszlo thought Trinity had fallen asleep, but when he tried to slide out from under her, she clung to him. He settled back into place and rubbed his fingers up and down her back. "Trinity, love, I have to shower." Despite his words to the contrary, he hugged her tighter to his body, not wanting to get up and leave her.

Trinity folded her hands on his chest and rested her chin atop them. "Can't you go to the office tomorrow?"

Laszlo shook his head and smiled. "I've rescheduled this meeting with Davison Development once already. If I don't make it today, I'll lose the deal."

"Okay." She sighed.

The disappointment in her eyes broke his heart. "I'll come home right after the meeting, and we'll spend the rest of the afternoon and all night together. Just you and me, I promise."

"Are you going to take me out?" That mischievous sparkle that he adored so much had returned to her eyes.

"Do you want me to?"

"Yes. I'm so bored being stuck here all day." She pouted again.

Almost two weeks ago, Trinity had been attacked and beaten by her ex-boyfriend, Congressman Jason Ross. Laszlo had found her slumped on the floor, and he'd rushed her to the hospital where he learned she had a concussion, three fractured ribs, and several bruises on her face. He'd been terrified for her, and their baby, which thankfully, had been unharmed. The doctors had ordered bed rest for a couple of weeks, and Laszlo made sure that's exactly what she did. He'd allowed her to leave the house only twice—once to celebrate their engagement, and once to go see the doctor. Other than that, she's been confined to this house and to their bed.

Laszlo leaned down and kissed her bottom lip. "Then we'll go out," he said. 

"Really?"

"Yes, but you have to promise me you won't over do it." He looked at her sternly. Sometimes he felt like a father scolding a child, but he'd never be able to live with himself if anything ever happened to her or their child. Laszlo was determined to do whatever was necessary to make sure she was safe.

Trinity rolled her eyes and sat up. "Honestly, Laszlo, I'm fine. I feel better than I ever have." She yanked the sheet from the bed and wrapped it around her body. "I'm used to working and taking care of myself. I hate being waited on hand and foot, and being forced to stay in bed. God, I can't even go out for a walk. It's like a prison around here."

Laszlo swung his feet over the edge of the bed and sat up. He grabbed her hand and pulled her down onto his lap. "I know this isn't easy for you, love, but it's only for a few more days. Please, do it for me."

She put her arm around his neck. "It's a good thing I love you so much."

He smiled. Hearing that would never get old. "And I love you, which is why I'm not going to let anything happen to you." Spearing his fingers in her hair, he brought her lips to his and took his time kissing her, savoring every brush of their tongues, reveling in the sound of her soft moans, changing the angle of the kiss and deepening it only to pull back and suck on her bottom lip. He'd never tire of kissing her. It physically pained him to break their contact, but he had to. "I really have to get going, love."

"I know." She sighed and stood, and then yawned. "I'm going back to sleep."

Laszlo chuckled. "You do that."

Half an hour later, he emerged, showered and dressed in a blue and gray pinstriped Armani suit. He glanced at the bed. Trinity was sprawled out; face buried in the pillows, and unmoving. She must've been able to fall asleep, he thought with a smile. The sheet was draped over her body in a haphazard way that left one of her legs and part of her ass cheek exposed. He fought the urge to walk over to her and run his hand over the soft contours of her ass and down her creamy thigh. His dick twitched, and he groaned. Great, now he was going to have to go to the office with a raging hard on. He'd thought those days were long gone. Apparently not.

He took a deep breath and turned his back to her, fumbling on the dresser to find his watch. When he finally managed to find it, and slip it onto his wrist, he allowed himself another look at his beautiful fiancé. She was now propped on an elbow, the sheet tucked between her legs, and her plump breasts and hard nipples taunted him. "I thought you'd gone back to sleep," he said, straightening his tie in a lame effort to keep his hands busy so he wouldn't be any more tempted than he already was to touch her.