Hot Off the Red Carpet (17 page)

She held her breath as footsteps hurried toward the room, expecting to see Murray.  But it was Trevor.  All six-foot-four glorious inches of him!  Fresh tears streamed down her face, this time from joy.  He was still alive!

Dropping to his knee in front of her, Trevor carefully pulled off the tape, then covered her mouth with his in a kiss that left her breathless by the time he pulled away.

“Murray had two men with him,” she said urgently.  “We have to get out of here.”

“Bob already took care of them.”  He cupped her cheek, his eyes intent as they studied her face.  “God, Addison, I thought you were dead.  I’ve never been so scared in my life.”

“Me, either,” she admitted softly.  “I thought Murray was going to kill you.”  She swallowed hard.  “Is he…?”

“Dead?  Yeah, I think so.  I didn’t really check.  We fought over the gun and it went off.  He can’t hurt us anymore.”  Trevor leaned forward to kiss her again.  “Let me untie you.”

The moment Addison was free, he pulled her to her feet and into his arms, hugging her tightly.  She wrapped her arms around him just as tightly. She never wanted to let him go, and probably wouldn’t have, at least for the next hour or two, if Bob hadn’t come in.  Even then, she was reluctant to Trevor get too far away and only lifted her head from his chest so she could look at the other man.  Trevor didn’t seem to mind, though.

Bob grinned at her.  “I see Trevor saved the day.”

Addison smiled, shifting her gaze to look up at her handsome employer.  “Yes, he did.  Just like in the movies.”

Now that Murray was no longer a danger, and she and Trevor were safe, she finally realized how dramatic — and heroic — his rescue had been.  Trevor, however, seemed embarrassed.

“I didn’t do all that much.  If Murray’s gun hadn’t gone off, I’d probably still be fighting with him,” he insisted.  “Bob had to deal with the real thugs.”  He looked at his bodyguard.  “Where are they, anyway?”

“They were a couple of cupcakes.  I left them tied up out there,” Bob said.  “The police are on their way.”

Trevor nodded, then looked down at her.  He reached out to smooth her hair back from her face.  “Leo said you came here earlier and after hearing the address, I figured out it belonged to the investment company.  Or at least this is supposed to be their address.  Then we heard Murray talking over your radio and realized he was a con man.   What I don’t understand is how you figured it all out when we never did.”

She quickly told him about recognizing Bill Worthington from the bank’s website and that he’d mentioned Murray.  “Bill called Murray to have it out with him, and Murray decided he had to get rid of me because I knew too much.”  Her brow furrowed as something occurred to her.  “How did you know to come to the warehouse?  More importantly, how did you even know to come looking for me?  Murray said he told you I’d quit.”

Trevor’s jaw tightened.  “I didn’t believe him, especially after Leo said he saw you leaving with a couple of guys.  I figured there was something suspicious going on here and took a chance whoever kidnapped you would bring you here.  I didn’t know for sure Murray was involved until we got close enough to pick up the radio signal.  When we heard him threatening you, I knew we had to move.  We couldn’t wait for the cops.”

She shuddered as much from the reminder of Murray’s threats as from the memory of Trevor fighting with the man.  Trevor must have seen her reaction because he hugged her close again.  In the distance, she could heard sirens approaching.  Before either of them could say anything more, Leo came in, along with half a dozen uniformed cops.

Any hope Addison had of forgetting the nightmare they’d just lived through and going back to Trevor’s place disappeared when the police started taking their statements.  Trevor might be a well-known movie star, but there still was a dead body to explain, plus two beaten-up men who wouldn’t be talking anytime soon, thanks to Bob.  When Addison explained about the investment trust scam, saying Murray had hinted he might have duped other Hollywood stars as well, higher ranking police officers showed up and insisted she, Trevor, Bob and Leo go over their stories again.

As if that weren’t enough, the press had somehow gotten wind of Trevor’s involvement, which meant it wasn’t long before the place was crawling with reporters.  There were even news helicopters hovering above the building.

By the time the cops were done with them, it was nearly midnight.  Addison expected to be assaulted by paparazzi the moment she and Trevor left the warehouse, but the police managed to keep the crowd behind the yellow crime scene tape.  Bob was able to hurry her and Trevor to the limo without incident, though the hundreds of flashbulbs nearly blinded her.

To her relief, the cops gave them an escort home, which was a good thing because there were more reporters waiting outside the mansion.  Thanks goodness Trevor had a gate with guards manning it, otherwise they would have been accosted the minute they got home.

Addison wasn’t surprised to see Maribel glued to the huge plasma television in the living room, watching the news.  The cook jumped up from the couch to hug each of them in turn as soon as they walked into the house.  Despite having seen everything on TV, Maribel wanted to know the full story and wouldn’t let them go to bed until they recounted every detail.

“I never liked that Murray from the minute Trevor hired him,” Maribel said when they’d finished.  She looked at Trevor.  “I do hope you’re giving Addison a raise for figuring out what a thieving bastard he was.”

Addison shook her head.  “That’s not necessary.  I was only doing my job.”

“Nonsense,” the other woman insisted.  “You went above and beyond, and you deserve a raise.”

Addison opened her mouth to protest again, but Trevor slipped his arm around her.

“Maribel’s right.  You do deserve a raise.”  He leaned closer, putting his mouth to her ear.  “Among other things.”

The promise in his whisper sent a delightful little shiver through Addison.  Even though she was sure the others hadn’t heard what Trevor said, she still blushed.  Maribel, Bob and Leo must have taken that as their cue to leave because a little while afterward, they all said good night.

“You must be worn out,” Trevor said when they were alone.

“I am a little tired,” she admitted.

“Then we should get you into bed.”

Her pussy purred at his words and she had bite her lip to stifle a moan.  She needed to get hold of herself.  Just because she and Trevor had slept together the night before that didn’t mean he intended for her to spend tonight there, too.  Which was why she reluctantly headed for her room when they got upstairs.

“Where are you going?” Trevor asked.

She turned to see him regarding her curiously.  “To bed.”

His mouth edged up. “My room is this way.”

Addison’s heart did a little backflip as she took Trevor’s outstretched hand and let him lead her down the hallway to his bedroom.  Once inside, he closed the door, then pulled her into his arms for a long, intoxicating kiss that had her clinging to his shoulders by the time he lifted his head.

He took her face in both his hands, his dark eyes full of emotion as he gazed down at her.  “You have no idea how terrified I was tonight.  When I heard those bastards talk about hurting you, I wanted to tear them apart.”

She let out a shudder.  “When I think what would have happened if you’d believed Murray when he told you I quit…”

“I knew you wouldn’t just leave without saying anything.”  He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close.  “Why did you run out to that warehouse by yourself anyway?  Why didn’t you just tell me what your suspicions were?”

“I didn’t want you thinking I was snooping in your business,” she said in a soft voice.

He stepped back, holding her at
arm’s length
with gentle hands.  “You’re my assistant, Addison.  My business is your business.”

“I know.  It’s just that I wanted to be sure about Murray before I said anything.”  She looped her arms around Trevor’s neck.  “Enough about him and what happened tonight.  I’d rather talk about whatever it was you were referring to downstairs.  You know, the other thing you promised you’d give me in addition to a raise.”

“Oh, that.”  He grinned.  “I was going to wait until tomorrow when we both weren’t so tired, but it’s probably better if I give it to you now.”

Heat pooled between her thighs and settled there as Trevor took her hand and led her over to the bed.  Instead of kissing her again or even taking off her clothes, he sat down and pulled her over his lap.

Startled, she jerked her head around to look at him over her shoulder.  “What are you doing?”

He placed his hand on the small of her back.  “I’d think that after being in this position numerous times over the past week you’d know what I’m going to do.”

Her eyes went wide.  “You’re going to spank me?”

His mouth quirked.  “Of course.  What did you think I was talking about downstairs?”

“That you were going to make love to me until I couldn’t see straight!”

“I am,” he said.  “After I redden your bottom.”

“But—”

He ran other hand over her skirt, giving her ass a squeeze.  “How else am I going to make sure you’ll never do anything as crazy or as dangerous as you did tonight again?”

“Because I promise I won’t.”

He was silent for a moment, as if considering that.  “I don’t know.  How do I know you’re being honest and not just telling me what I want to hear?”

“Because I would never do that.”  She sighed.  “Besides, it’s not like your next manger is going to swindle you, too, so it isn’t very likely I’ll do anything that dangerous again.”

“Probably not,” he agreed.  “I think I’ll spank you anyway, just to be on the safe side.”

Addison opened her mouth to protest again, then closed it.  Why was she trying to talk him out of spanking her when she got so aroused by it?  Her pussy was already quivering at the thought as it was.  Deciding to simply give in and enjoy it, she turned around and settled into a comfortable position.

Trevor squeezed her ass again.  His hand was warm through the thin material of her skirt and she caught her breath.  She waited breathlessly for him to start smacking her bottom, but instead he gently caressed her upturned cheeks. She bit her lip to stifle a moan.

All at once, he stopped what he was doing and lifted his hand, bringing it down on her right cheek with a firm smack.  Addison’s gasp was quickly followed by a squeal as his hand immediately connected with her other cheek.  She barely had time to catch her breath before he followed it up with another, falling into that same easy rhythm he had the other times he’d spanked her. He smacked first one cheek, then the other until her entire bottom was warm and tingling.  Only then did he stop, and that was only so he could push up her skirt.

Addison moaned as he gave her ass a firm squeeze. Rather

than rub the sting from her cheeks like she hoped he would, though, he immediately went back to spanking her again.  Heat spread across he derriere and she squirmed on his lap.  Her wiggling made her skimpy panties ride up to expose more of her ass cheeks, and she squealed each time his hand connected with her bare skin.

Then, just as quickly as the spanking had started, it stopped.  She looked over her shoulder at Trevor, wondering if he was done, but he gave her a lazy grin.  Hooking his fingers in the waistband of her panties, he slowly slid them down to mid-thigh, then lightly ran his fingers up her legs.  She caught her lower lip between her teeth, her heart pounding as she waited for him to slip his hand between them and touch her pussy.  But instead, he lifted his hand and smacked her hard on the bare ass.

She squealed, wiggling on his lap in rhythm with the spanks as he moved from one cheek to the other.  Between her legs, her pussy tingled like crazy and it was all she could do not to touch herself. And yet, she knew that resisting the urge would only make her orgasm that much more powerful when she had it.

The spanking felt so amazing that when Trevor stopped, she almost protested, but then he bent and pressed his lips to her red-hot ass.  She moaned as the stubble on his jaw brushed her sensitive skin.  Suddenly the tingling in her pussy turned into an insistent throb she couldn’t deny any longer.

She looked at him over her shoulder. “Touch me. Please.”

Trevor lifted his head, his gaze meeting her.  His was hot and hungry and it sent shivers of desire through her.  Mouth curving into a sinfully sexy smile, he slipped his hand between her legs and ran his fingers along her slick folds.  She cooed as he found her clit and made little, lazy circles around it.

Instead of touching her until she came, though, he slid his fingers up and down her slit before dipping inside her wetness.  Even then, he teased her, wiggling his finger back and forth, then pulling out.  She started to beg him to continue but he was already standing her up and getting to his feet.  Cupping her freshly spanked ass cheeks in both hands, he pulled her close and kissed her.

His mouth was possessive, his tongue plunging into her mouth to tangle urgently with hers, and she buried her hands in his dark hair, kissing him back just as passionately.  His hard cock pressed up against her through the material of his jeans, letting her know how much he wanted her.