Burning Seduction (14 page)

As fun as it was to play cards, this was far more exciting. “Okay.”

“Close your eyes and keep them shut,” he demanded in a tone that caused her pussy to moisten. Trent Lawson could turn her on without even touching her.

Thankfully, her blouse had no buttons so this shouldn’t take long. Then again, this was Trent. Not wanting to make it easy on him, she stood still.

“How about placing your hands on your head?” he asked.

She shifted her weight to one leg then raised her arms. “How can you take off my top with my fingers locked?”

“Who says I want to take it off right away?”

He was a sly one. When his warm hands suddenly slid under her blouse, she jumped.

“Easy there.”

“I wasn’t expecting that.”

“You have to be prepared for anything,” he said.

Charlotte didn’t know what he was going to do, but lifting her bra above her tits hadn’t been one of her choices. As he lightly brushed each nipple with the pad of his thumb, need sizzled through her. His breath then cascaded down her neck, right before his teeth nabbed her earlobe.

“I can’t seem to get enough of you,” he whispered. He cupped her breasts and dragged his lips down her neck, inhaling deeply. “You smell so good, too.”

His words sent goose bumps across her neck and shoulders. “Thank you.”

He must have moved to a different place because his breath was no longer hovering over her skin. After lifting her shirt and bra higher, he then sucked on her nipple, causing her to draw in a breath. Delight and excitement collided. Trent then nabbed the other tip between his teeth and drew it taut. When desire flamed and spread from her belly to her clit, the urge to lower her hands and cup his head nearly undid her, but she wanted to show him that pleasing him was important to her.

He lifted both breasts and pressed them together. “You are amazing.”

“I bet if you were naked, I’d be able to say the same thing about you.”

Trent laughed. “You’ll have to wait a little longer before that happens.”

“I thought you were taking off my blouse.”

His hands grabbed both her wrists and lowered her arms. “Is someone in a hurry to have my cock?”

The mere mention of making love with him had electric bolts charging up and down her spine. Keeping her eyes closed, she lifted her chin. “Should I be?”

“If you can’t remember how fantastic it was, then I guess I’ll have to refresh your memory.”

“You can try.” Pulling off the indifferent attitude had never been her forte.

In less time than it took her to inhale, her blouse flew off. He unhooked the back of her bra, dragged the straps down her arms, and then palmed her breasts, lightly brushing her tender nipples. She could feel the tips harden as contractions rippled between her thighs.

“It’s my turn now,” she said as need coursed through her.

His body heat disappeared. “Works for me. To make it easier on you, I’ll remove my boots.”

She opened her eyes and watched him take them off. Unless he went commando, he had two items of clothing on and so did she. Let the fireworks begin.

Charlotte stepped closer. “Wanting everything to be fair, how about if you close your eyes and not move until I tell you?”

His brows rose, as did his lips. “And if I say no?”

“I’ll stop my seduction.” Two could play at this game.

His eyes closed. “You drive a hard bargain, lady.”

She smiled and was happy he couldn’t see her. Charlotte moved toward him and quickly undid the buttons on his fly. “I think you will be pleased with the result if you do as I ask.”

“I hope you realize what happens if you spend too much time loving my cock.”

“It’ll explode before I want it to. Trust me, I’ll be careful.”

She dropped to her knees and dragged down both his pants and his briefs.

“Hey you. I think you took off two items at once.” Humor laced his tone.

“Whoops.” When his jeans pooled at his ankles, she tapped his leg and he lifted his right foot and then his left.

Now that he was naked, she leaned back on her heels to admire him. Not only did he have a fantastic cock, his legs were thick and strong, and everything about his body was in perfect proportion. The only thing marring his skin were a few scars that appeared to be bullet holes, but now wasn’t the time to ask for details.

“Are you going to just stare at me?” he asked with his eyes still shut.

She chuckled. He had to have peeked. “You’re nice to look at.”

He grabbed his cock and scrunched his brows. “I think it’s turning purple, so you better get to it.”

Charlotte fell to the carpet laughing. In a flash he was on top of her, tickling her. Tears leaked out of her eyes as she grabbed his hands.

“You think that’s funny, young lady?”

If she didn’t give in, he might never stop. “No, you’re condition was highly serious. I wanted to help.”

Trent released his grip, and then pulled down her stretchy skirt and panties, despite her being curled into a ball.

“We’re both naked, so now were even,” he said.

“What happens next?” Of course she knew, but she wanted to see what he’d do.

Trent reached behind him, picked up his jeans, and stuck his hand in his pocket to withdraw a condom. “This is next.”

Oh, yeah. “How about letting me put it on?”

He grabbed her wrist, drew it to him, and then placed the foil packet in her palm. “Go for it, but be quick.”

“It’ll be easier if you lie on your back.”

“You’re the boss.” It was clear from his sexy smile that he didn’t believe that for one minute.

Trent stretched out and then wrapped his hands under his head. God, he was a beautiful man. She could look at him for hours.

Who am I kidding?
She couldn’t keep her hands off him for even a minute, and once she touched him, she’d have to have him.

Charlotte made a big show of opening the foil wrapper but had no intention of placing it on his cock right away. Kneeling, she edged her way toward him, opened his legs, and crawled between them. Instead of dragging the protection over his cock, she leaned over, and sucked his rigid dick deep into her mouth.

Both of his hands grabbed her shoulders and squeezed. “Careful now. I’m on edge.”

“I should hope so,” she mumbled with his cock in her mouth. “I’m naked and willing.”

He laughed. “You are something else, Charlotte Hart.”

His words warmed her through and through. Wanting to tempt and tease him, she stroked his shaft lightly while her tongue did a dance around the tip. He groaned and dug his fingers into her shoulders, hard enough to excite, but gentle enough not to hurt.

“Harder,” he said with authority.

Charlotte almost laughed, but she feared she might not be able to handle the retribution if she didn’t do as he asked. When a bit of cum leaked out of the tip, she decided it was time. “You’re lucky I’m taking mercy on him.”

“Mercy, you say? It’s called self-preservation. You would have gone to bed dissatisfied if you’d continued for much longer.”

Trent was so much fun, though she believed he had the control of steel. Regardless, she rolled the rubber down his length. If she wasn’t in such need, she would have straddled his face and asked him to lick her. Instead, she positioned herself above his cock and prepared to ride him.

Trent clasped a hand on her hip and lifted up, driving into her. “I couldn’t wait.”

Her breath caught as his wide girth stretched her to the max. It didn’t matter that she was slipperier than water on glass. Cascading pleasure tripped up her spine, forcing her to wait for the spasms to end before lifting up.

Once she gained some control, she leaned over and offered him her breasts. Trent instantly nabbed a nipple between his teeth and when he tugged hard, a sharp ache drove straight to her clit. He cupped her other breast and waves of delight washed over her. His teeth, his fingers, and his hard cock were almost too much for her to handle. Sizzles of ecstasy shimmered all over her as heat built inside.

“Ride me,” he said between sucks and twirls on her tits.

Given his size, and the way he was breathing hard, he seemed ready to burst. If they hadn’t been flirting all night and then touching, she might have been able to last, but Trent seemed to have the key to her lock.

Charlotte lowered her face and lifted his head to kiss him. Trent let go of her hips and slammed his fingers through her hair and gripped her head hard. The kiss that followed spoke of passion and what she thought a future would be like.

He groaned then rolled her over so that he was on top. “You’ve driven me too far.”

With his eyes closed and his mouth open, he thrust into her, pounding her pussy with desperate and needy strokes. When his cock filled her to the hilt, Charlotte dragged her nails down his back and screamed his name.

Lust, passion, and pure ecstasy slammed into her from every angle as her orgasm claimed her. Not wanting their time to end, she clasped his hips and lifted up, helping to drive his cock in farther.

Heat filled the condom as his dick expanded and pulsed, stretching her even more. Her breasts tingled and her swollen lips demanded to be kissed. When she opened her mouth, Trent dipped his head and possessed her once more.

Spent and slick with sweat, he slid to the side and pulled her onto his chest. Every muscle relaxed, and she dropped her cheek on his shoulder, content to lie there forever. “Is it my imagination, or are you getting better?” she asked.

He laughed and lightly patted her butt. “Better? Both times have been wonderful.”

Yes, they had been. Trent was like her drug. “I think you could improve if you wanted to.”

He rolled her off him and lifted up onto his elbow. “That so?”

Not at all, but she wouldn’t confess that to him. Charlotte waved a hand. “I’m tired now, but if you catch me at a later time and want to try again, I’d be game.”

He chuckled, clearly seeing through her lie. Trent rose to his feet and padded into the kitchen. Water ran, and he returned with a towel to clean her up. She was sticky all over. “Want to shower together?” she asked.

“Will we fit?”

“We can try.”

Chapter Fourteen

T
aking a shower
with Charlotte didn’t help calm his need for her one bit. As much as Trent enjoyed soaping her body and rubbing his hands all over her luscious curves, it only made him hornier. Because she was probably sore from all his hard pounding, he decided it wasn’t wise to make love with her again tonight.

After a lot of touching and pure enjoyment, they finally stepped out of the shower and had fun drying each other off. Trent didn’t want to leave this warm and welcoming home, but it was late, and he had some paperwork to do before heading into the precinct tomorrow.

Charlotte quickly changed into something more casual than her hot and sexy outfit, which was probably a good thing, as it was hard enough to stay away from her.

As he stepped from the bathroom, he glanced into her office once more, and stilled. From this angle, he spotted an Ardton Investments’ sticker plastered on top of one of her two computers.

“Where did you get that laptop?” Trent asked as he moved into the room.

“Mrs. Goddard gave it to me, but don’t worry, she erased the files.”

He highly doubted someone like Mrs. Goddard had the computer know-how to permanently delete them. “She probably just dragged them into the trash.”

Charlotte’s mouth opened. “Nope. I checked.” She went over to the computer and clicked on the trash icon. “See? It’s empty,” she said triumphantly.

“Doesn’t mean the information is gone. This computer might be evidence in Mr. Goddard’s murder.”

“How so?”

Trent had several working theories about what Mr. Goddard might have done to warrant being killed—assuming it wasn’t from being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Blackmail topped Trent’s choice, along with revenge. Possibly there was evidence on the computer that would lead him to the killer. When the computer had been at the Goddard’s home, he had no probable cause to confiscate it. Now that Mrs. Goddard had seen fit to give it away, the computer became a lot more interesting.

“I’m not at liberty to say.” It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Charlotte, but she might let something slip to Mrs. Goddard. Knowing the way Charlotte’s mind worked, she might even try to stick her nose into something where it didn’t belong, especially since she had a concealed weapon’s permit and didn’t seem afraid to use her gun. Trent would never live it down if something happened to her.