Page 216 of Seductive Temptation


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“It’ll be kinda hard to visit you if I’m already there.” She smiles and leans back against the desk while stroking my cock.

Fuck, this woman knows how to get to me. I slip back in, and she wraps her legs around my waist. With her heels digging into my ass, I push her farther back onto the desk, knocking everything down. She lifts her hips and rotates them as I drive into her pussy, meeting me thrust for thrust. I want her whole body naked, but knowing that there are a few hundred people downstairs, that won’t be possible right now, but I am taking her back to the room with me tonight. My orgasm builds, and I suck on her neck, biting in between my release of her skin. I know she will have deep purple passion marks on her neck when I’m finished. Her nails find their way under my shirt and dig into my back.

“Oh God, Brent,” she calls out, her legs and pussy tightening, locking me into her grip.

She sucks on my neck to keep from screaming out, and I explode with intense strain. I’m sure my veins are popping out. She continues to ride the wave of both orgasms, her body shuddering against me. I collapse on top of her, and she plays with my now dampened hair. I try to think of something to say once we make our return to the party, and with each other, knowing we left separately. She places kisses on my cheek and forehead until I lift up off her, giving her space to move. She interlaces her fingers with mine while we kiss and make out a little. Not too much. We do have a celebration to get back to.

“I guess we should head downstairs.”

“Yeah. I know we’re going to look different from when we left,” she says while laughing.

“I don’t care what anyone thinks. I got you back, and that’s all that matters to me at this point.” I lean in and kiss her again. I really don’t want this moment to end, but between this desk and cold air on my ass, I figure it is inevitable.

“Come on, let’s get cleaned up as best we can,” I say.

“Mmm, I’m tired now. Like, drained,” she mutters.

“Me, too. But a bit more relaxed. Are you going back to the room with me tonight? Oh, wait. When are you joining me in Jamaica?” In all the commotion, it dawns on me that we have to get her ready for travel. I never asked if she had a passport.

“Slow down, Kansas. I’m going back to the room with you if you want me to. I will be leaving tomorrow with you and Jerome.”

“But how? I didn’t know you were going until twenty minutes ago. There’s no way you would have your ticket and…” I stop when I realize that Darlene must’ve known not only what was going on between Kara and I, but that she was going to try to work it out with me tonight, knowing I couldn’t run from this event.

She smiles big when she realizes I figured out the plan.

“I couldn’t let you leave without shooting my shot. That one weekend changed my outlook on everything, and I knew I had to take risks. So, I called Darlene, and she told me exactly what to do, as far as getting ready for Jamaica. The seduction part, well, that was all my idea.”

She kisses me, and I can’t help but smile between lip smacks.

“Well played, Kara Brown. What would you have done if I didn’t fall for your part of the plan?”

“I always have another plan. Tiana told me I was a fool to not see that you were really into me and it wasn’t about the amazing, mind-blowing, back-breaking, sex. You risked your reputation by hiring me, and your heart and ego by telling me you love me. And that I should take a chance, too.”

“Well, it looks like it paid off. I’m standing here with you in my arms and my naked ass on display, and there’s no other place I’d rather be.”

I swat her on the ass, and she yelps like a dog as she goes into the bathroom to freshen up. Thankfully I still have my duffle bag from when I work out with towels and soaps inside. I pass her a towel for personal use, and when she finishes, I go into the bathroom to clean up as well. There is a mini hair dryer in the bathroom that was a requested install, so I use it the get my hair somewhat back in place. I don’t have any makeup on my shirt but I do have a few hickeys on my neck. Kara has taken the pins out of her hair and lets it flow with soft waves now in her usually straight mane. She has used a few of them to hold some hair back away from her face. I see her pull out a pair of purple silk panties from her wrist purse thing and slide those on. She really had this whole thing planned, I think to myself. She’s a determined person, so I shouldn’t expect anything less.

“You ready to go answer the questions we will undoubtedly face?” I ask, holding her hand.

“What, you don’t have a corporate spin to share with the public?”

“Nope. I’m not hiding anything anymore. It’s too costly. It nearly cost me you.”

She giggles and bites her bottom lip—a sign for when she’s being shy. I unlock the door and open it to the smell of good food, live music, and a crowd that has grown larger than when we left. We walk down the stairs, and I shake hands with other guests and more of my team.

“Well, where have you two been hiding?” Darlene says when she sees us. “Marcus has been looking for you to introduce you to his investors.” She pulls us through the crowds to a table where we find Hernandez, his wife, and a few other gentlemen with their plus-ones.

“Brent, I thought you had left you were gone for so long.”

“Sorry, Marcus. Kara and I had some things to discuss about the next job since we leave out in the morning.”

“Mm-hmm, sure. That’s what you were doing,” Darlene says in a low voice with laughter.

“Understood. Darlene says you will be in Jamaica for about seven months. Good weather, just watch for the hurricanes.” He laughs, and the table joins in.

“I’m sure we will be okay. We are already using specifications for hurricane-force winds because in the event of a storm, he wants the building to serve as shelter. Besides, they don’t have direct hits. On average one every eleven years.” The nerd in me comes out at the most awkward times, but Kara seems to be interested in my useless fact. “But that’s not why you’re here. We’re celebrating the opening of Ambience.”

Everyone raises their glasses just as the waitress brings Kara and myself a flute of champagne.

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