Sudden Desire (3 page)

thigh met body. He moved up, capturing her lips in a hard kiss.

Responding to her taste, her residual warmth on his mouth, she licked at his lips,
nipped on his chin and sucked on his tongue. He felt good there against her lips. And
she wanted more.

“Please tell me you have condoms. Because I really, really need you inside me.
Fuck me now, Trevor.”

Reaching back, he pulled a foil packet out of his wallet and grinned.

She put her hand on his to stop him from ripping it open. “Not just yet.” Standing,
she reached out and grabbed his belt. She loosened it, a shiver working through her at
the hiss of leather and the soft jingle of the buckle. More quickly, she undid his jeans,
shoving the pants and his boxers down until his cock was free. Hot and hard in her
hands. A bounty. She didn’t know where to begin.

But first, she dropped to her knees. “Mmm,” she hummed her pleasure, looking at
the thick length of him. The meaty head of his cock glistened, beckoning her to lean in
and lick him from sac to crown. Loose fingers dropped the condom and she retrieved it,
putting it on the edge of the couch.

His balls were smooth and drawn tight against his body and he groaned when she
drew one and then the other into her mouth gently. Hands replaced her mouth as she
kissed her way back up the length of him, finally taking him into her mouth. Mary
Poppins was so wrong when she said enough was as good as a feast. His cock was more than enough and Tess still wanted more. The salt of him, the tang of his body, tantalized
her tongue. The heat of him bathed her face. He held her head gently but firmly.

“My, another surprise. You really like cock, don’t you, Tess?”

Looking up at him, seeing him watch her, she pulled off him with a smile. “I love
cock.” Her voice was a whisper.

“Okay, well. That does it.” Grabbing the packet, he ripped it open with his teeth and rolled the condom on in mere seconds. Before she could finish admiring his speed and
handiwork he’d bent to pick her up and move her over the side of the couch. He nudged
her feet apart and reached to spread her open before thrusting into her in one hard push.

He’d never in his life had a hotter experience. She was real, alive under his hands.
Her breasts swayed with each press into her body. Sweat glistened down her spine. And
she was wet. Oh god, so wet and inferno hot. That sweet pussy clenched him, milked
him with agile muscles as he slammed into her. The noises she made—she was on fire
and he’d caught the blaze, too.

Reaching around, he found her clit and flicked it and the ring. And what a surprise
that was! A shaved pussy with a piercing? On his personal assistant? Yeah, he’d seen dozens of shaved cunts, but thinking that this sex bomb was sitting on his estate, within
reach for two years while he flitted around with shallow bimbos drove him crazy.

Stuttered half words came from her mouth as he felt her pussy flutter and grip his

cock. Triumph roared through him,
fuck, she was coming again!
Shuddering, she pushed

back against his cock, taking him in even deeper. The clutch of her cunt drove him past
madness, pulling him down with her. Letting his head fall back as he drove into her
body in feral digs, he came.

Slowly, he pulled out and walked into her bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

He splashed his face with water and looked at himself in the mirror. False modesty was
not one of his traits, he knew he was handsome. But he was also a bit scared. What he’d
just experienced was unlike anything he’d ever done before. He was emotionally off
balance and not sure why. One thing he was sure of—he wanted more of Tess. A lot
more. Perhaps he’d figure it out after he’d had her three dozen more times.

Bolstering himself with a deep breath, he opened the door and went back out to the
main room. He didn’t see her. Panic rose that she’d run again but he saw her on the deck
just outside, facing the water.

He joined her out there, looking long and slow at the way she was lying across the
lounge chair, a beer in her hand. He wasn’t happy to see she was clothed once again.

“You’re wearing clothes, Tess.” His voice was serious but amused. He’d work to get
them off her very soon.

She held up an extra beer and he took it and sat down on the chair next to hers. “Yes,
very observant of you, Trevor.”

“We can’t do that again if you put your panties back on.”
She raised an eyebrow at him. “Trev, why are you here?”
“I told you, I want you back.”

“You know, if you think a blowjob and a mind-blowing fuck over the couch will erase what a bastard you are to work for, you’re sorely mistaken.”

“We can work it out, I can change. Especially if we can do that every day.”

“Oh, so you think I’ll buy you condoms at two in the morning and you can fuck me
when you don’t get enough eggs on your salad?” Her jaw was set, eyes narrowed.

He shouldn’t be turned on by how pissed she appeared to be but desire coursed through him. “Who are you! Damn it, Tess, you are not the woman who worked for me
for two years.”

“Of course I am. You only just noticed me now. Yet again it’s about you, Trevor. I haven’t changed. I’m the same person I’ve always been. The only difference is that I finally had enough and walked out. And I’m not going to be your whore at the office.”

“Whoa! I don’t want you to be a whore, I never suggested that. Don’t put words in
my mouth, Tess.”

“Trevor, you said you wanted me back, especially if you could fuck me every day at
the office. That makes me what? Your PA with benefits? It sure doesn’t make me your
girlfriend.”

He stilled. “Is that what you want? To be my girlfriend?”

She exhaled in disgust. “Jesus, Trev, don’t have a stroke. I’m not trying to claim you after one sexual encounter. I’m merely using your own words and then pointing out the
obvious differences between what you’re suggesting and what I am not.”

After several moments of silence, she shrugged. “I’m looking for another job, Trevor.
I can’t afford to wait around. In fact, I’ve got four offers on my plate right now.” And
now that he’d touched her, been inside her, there was no way she could be his PA and
watch him with anyone else. She couldn’t be his bit on the side. She’d hate him and
herself, too.

“Look, I came all the way up here to talk to you. Can you just give me a few days,
please?”

“A few days for what? Trevor, tomorrow you have a fundraiser to attend, you’re
taking Marie Jansen.”

“This is why I need you back!”

“No, this is why you need a PDA, as I’ve been advising you for two years to get.
Anyone can tell you when your appointments are.”

“When is my next free night?”

“No, I’m not going to do this, Trevor. You’re going to have to do some of the work
on your own. You want to woo me back to work for you, do it. I won’t do it for you. But
I’m staying up here for the rest of the week. My mother had her vacation booked here
and gave it to me. I need a vacation in a place with no phone. My days consist of lying in
the sun, swimming in the very cold water, drinking too much beer and reading smutty
romance novels.”

“Then I’m staying, too.”

One of her eyebrows rose. “You’re going to vacation at a remote lake in Washington
State? People drink beer from the bottle here, Trev. The bathrooms don’t have heated
towel bars and this place does not have room service.”

He moved to squeeze in next to her in the chair. “I don’t need room service. I’ll have
all I need in bed next to me.”

She watched him warily. Four days with Trevor Ryan? All to herself to frolic with?
Naked? And then she’d go back to L.A. and get another job and have a nice memory of a
summer fling with the gorgeous actor to tell her grandchildren about someday. Well, maybe when her granddaughter was like thirty or something. In for a penny, in for a
pound her mother always said. And there was the fact that her mother was the one who told him where to find Tess. Tess’ mother was no pushover. Whatever Trevor told her, it
must have been pretty amazing or she’d have told him to fuck right off.

“You plan to stay here? In this cabin with me?”
“I’d like to. Would that be all right?”

“You know you can’t be on your cell phone, the reception sucks out here. There’s a landline up at the main lodge but no real privacy. I don’t have my laptop here so you
can’t be wheeling and dealing all day. And you can’t bring women here to fuck in my
bed.”

A fingertip on her chin, he turned her head to face him. “Hey, there’s only one
woman I want to fuck in your bed. Give me some credit, please. I’m not a slut. And I’m certainly not without a heart or just plain manners.” He winced. “Okay, I clearly need
better manners. I know that now. Four days, Tess. What do you say?”

“Okay. You need to go and call to cancel your appointments for the next few days,
though.”

“Right. I’ll run up to the main lodge then and come right back.”

She shrugged. “Okay, I’ll be out here a while. I’m going to light some citronella
candles and drink my beer. I’ll make a late snack in a bit.”

“Excellent.” Grinning, he leaned in and stole a kiss before jumping out of the chair
and heading out.

Trevor couldn’t get her out of his mind as he sat and waited for his call to connect.
He still had her tang in his mouth, her scent on his skin. He had a shitload of things to
do in the next four days but at that moment, he couldn’t have cared less. He wanted to
be with Tess in that cocoon of a cabin in the middle of nowhere. For the first time in a
very long time, he wanted to be a regular guy on vacation with a woman who didn’t
want him to read a script, didn’t want his money or his fame. Just wanted him.

That was dangerously alluring.

Turned out his new assistant was less than thrilled to be called at nearly eleven at
night but she didn’t complain or try to talk him out of canceling his appointments for the
next four days.

Like a coward, he called his agent’s work number and left a voicemail that he’d be
out of pocket for several days but would try to check his messages here and there. Ben
would flip out when he heard but strangely enough, as Trevor walked away from the
lodge and headed back to the cabin, he felt freer and lighter than he had in years.

When he brought his bags into the cabin, she looked up in surprise. “You had this
all planned out?”

“No. I had no idea this place would be so far in the middle of nowhere. I thought I’d
be able to get a room in a hotel if I needed to. I like this solution much better.” He
nodded his chin in the direction of the loft. “That where the bed is?”

“You planning on actually sleeping with me, Trev? I’d assumed you were a
fuck-and-run kind of guy. There’s a pullout down here.”

“Well, more than sleeping, but I do like waking up to the right woman.”
They both froze a moment and he took the bags up to the loft.

He came back down after changing into loose drawstring pants and a T-shirt. The
night air was still warm but not oppressively so.

“Hey, just in time. Food’s on the table.”

Watching her as she bustled around before sitting down, he felt like he’d never truly
seen her before. He’d always had the impression that her hair was plain, a sort of
nondescript brown-blonde, but it was glossy and up in a high ponytail. Her eyes were a
pretty green and almond-shaped, nearly feline. She had one of those pert little noses and
a sweet, soft mouth. Tess Marshall was lovely. Not a knockout in the traditional sense
like the women he tended to date, but beautiful in her own way.

“What?” Raising a brow at him, she filled her plate with a sandwich and some pasta
salad.

“Nothing. Just looking at you. You’re really lovely.”
“Mmmm-hmm. So do you have a new PA?”
“Temp. Ben sent her over.”

“Why are you trying to get me back, then? You have someone and we’re all pretty
interchangeable.”

“Bullshit. She’s not you, Tess. She doesn’t know all my preferences. She didn’t know
what I meant when I said I needed the blue suit.”

“Well, you were spoiled.” She hid a smile. “You know you’re going to catch shit for
breaking your date with Patrice Thursday.”

“Damn it, how can you remember all of this stuff?”