Tempted heart - karl coldron (best books to read for knowledge txt) 📗

neutered and cleaned up and brought him back home. That was a couple of years ago.”
“That was nice of you.”
He shrugged. “I like animals.”
She glanced behind her and into the living room. It had a small fireplace on the far wall with a flat-screen TV mounted above it. A bookshelf crammed with books, a brown leather couch and matching leather chair nearly filled the tiny room.
She jumped a little when his warm voice murmured in her ear. “Would you like a tour of the place? I can show you the den and the bedroom if you’d like.”
She shivered at the mention of his bedroom and darted a quick look out the French doors that were off the kitchen. “The sun is starting to set.”
He followed her gaze. “So it is, and I did promise you a sunset.” He swept her hair over the front of her shoulder and dropped a warm kiss on the back of her neck. “A tour once it’s dark then.”
She shivered again as he picked up the wine glasses. He handed one to her and then put his hand in the small of her back and led her outside to the back deck. Just the feel of his hand on her back was sending tingles along her spine, and she took a deep breath and tried to calm her pounding heart.
The smell of the ocean filled her nostrils and she stared delightedly in front of her. The deck faced the long, golden beach, and she watched as the waves crashed against the shore. The sun was low on the horizon and sending beams of light across the water where they flashed like fire.
“It’s so beautiful.”
“I knew you would like it.” He led her to the long futon that was crammed onto the small deck.
She sat down, sipping at her wine and shifting nervously when he sat down next to her. His hip and shoulder brushed against hers, and he took his own sip of wine before putting his arm around her. He rubbed her shoulder and stared out at the ocean.
“I’m really glad you decided to come over tonight, Lucy.”
She gave him a tentative smile and he slipped his hand under her hair and cupped her neck. He pulled her toward him and kissed her. His mouth was warm with the rich taste of wine, and she moaned softly and let him slide his tongue between her lips.
They kissed hungrily for a few moments until he pulled back and smiled at her. Lucy didn’t object when he took the glass of wine from her hand and set it down next to his on the small table that was beside the futon.

He continued to kiss her, shifting closer and draping her legs over his lap. His fingers kneaded at the back of her neck, and he used his other hand to trace small circles on her collarbone.
She threaded her fingers through his dark hair, cupping his head and pulling him closer as he cupped her breast. He rubbed her nipple through her dress and bra as he kissed his way down her neck. He licked her soft skin and inhaled.
“You always smell so good, Lucy,” he whispered.
“You smell good too,” she said. She sat back and gave him another nervous smile before looking out over the deck at the setting sun.
“I’m jealous that you get to see this every night.”
He sighed with barely-hidden disappointment and handed her wine glass back to her. She took it with a small nod of thanks but when she tried to swing her legs off his lap he tightened his grip around her lower legs.
“I love living by the ocean.” He took a sip of wine. “Being able to grab my board and walk thirty feet to the waves has always been a dream of mine.”
“You surf?”
He nodded. “Does that surprise you?”
“A little,” she admitted. “You don’t look like the typical surfer.”
“What does a typical surfer look like?” He teased.
“Not you.” She took another drink of wine and tried to suppress the shudder of need that went through her when he slipped his hand under her dress and stroked one thigh.
“I’m really glad you came over, Lucy,” he repeated. “I wasn’t sure if you would or not.”
“I wasn’t sure I would either. What we’re doing is - ”
She paused and he grinned at her. “A hell of a lot of fun?”
“Yes, but what I was thinking was inappropriate.”
“Ahh yes, the inappropriateness of it all.” He suddenly turned serious. “While I’ll admit that what we did in my office this afternoon definitely falls outside the boundaries of appropriate office behaviour, which I’m entirely blaming you for by the way, there isn’t - ”
“Me!” She stared at him in shock. “How was that my fault?”
“Let’s see,” he began to tick off the points on his fingers, “you came to work braless, you practically begged me to touch your pussy in the filing room - ”
She started to protest but he ignored her. “You obviously wanted to suck my cock in your office and if you hadn’t so clearly enjoyed the spanking I gave you, I imagine I wouldn’t have felt such a pressing need to fuck you right then and there.”
She gaped at him, her cheeks so red they felt like they were on fire, and he burst out laughing. “I’m just teasing you, Ms. Reid. I would have fucked you even if your sweet pussy hadn’t been dripping all over my desk once I was done spanking you.”
“Oh my God,” she groaned, and he rubbed her thigh again.
“The point I was trying to make is that I looked into the office policy about coworkers dating.”
She looked at him in surprise as he continued. “There were no defined rules about it. There should be but, I think because the company started out so small and has grown so quickly in the past few months, Darlene in HR hasn’t gotten around to updating policies.”
He squeezed her thigh. “So, until she gets around to updating the policies on inter-office romance, we’re in the clear. No one’s getting fired.”
She frowned. “We’re not just coworkers, Jason. You’re my boss.”
He shrugged. “Technically I’m not. You report to Jerry as your direct supervisor. I might run the company, but I wouldn’t be allowed to fire you without Jerry’s approval firstHe took her wine glass and deposited it on the table once more before tugging her toward him. “So, you see, sweet little Lucy, there isn’t any reason we can’t continue to bring each other so much pleasure.”
She hesitated and he stroked her bottom lip with his thumb. “We fit together so well, Lucy. You know we do. I love the way you taste, the way you look, the way you fit so tightly around my cock. I love your submissiveness to me.”
“I’m not submissive.” She tried to sound firm, but it sounded like a lie, even to her.
“Open your mouth,” he demanded. His mouth hovered over hers and her lips parted before she even realized what she was doing.
He kissed her before cupping the back of her head. “Maybe you haven’t been submissive with other men but I’m not like other men. You know that, and it’s part of the reason why there’s this attraction between us.”
He shifted her even closer. “Always so calm and cool under pressure, and always keeping yourself under such tight control. It excites you to give up that control in the bedroom, doesn’t it? You like the way it feels when I’m the one in control, don’t you?”
“Yes.” There was no point in denying it.
He kissed the line of her jaw. “There are so many pleasures I can show you, sweet Lucy. You’re naturally submissive in bed and I’m naturally dominant. Let me introduce you to things you’ve only dreamed about.”
She frowned. “I – I’m not into pain, Jason.” She flushed a little. “Spanking is one thing but - ”
“I’m not into pain either, Lucy. Nor would I ever do anything to you that you didn’t want me to do. I promise you. I would never hurt you.”
He kissed her jaw once more. “Do you believe me?”
“Yes,” she sighed.
“Good.” He turned her head so she was staring out at the water once more and nuzzled her neck affectionately.
“Are you enjoying the sunset?” He whispered as he slid his hand further up her dress.
“Yes.” She shifted her legs apart to give him better access to her warm core.
His fingers found warm, wet skin where there should have been material and he looked at her in delight. “Why, Ms. Reid. No panties at all?”
“I didn’t want a third pair stolen,” she replied tartly, and his deep laugh warmed her thoroughly.
He suddenly shifted her and pressed her downward until she was lying on her back on the futon. He started to push her dress up and she tugged it back into place.
“Jason, your neighbours,” she protested.
He kissed her bare knee, tracing tiny circles on it with his tongue. “My neighbours to the right are on holidays and the house to the left is empty. There’s no one here but you and me, sweet Lucy.”
He pushed her hands away. “Keep watching the sunset.”
She turned her head obediently and stared at the stunning sight of the sun disappearing below the horizon. The water seemed to dance with light from the setting sun, and she stared mesmerized as Jason pushed her dress up around her hips.
She shivered at the cool air slipping between her thighs when Jason pushed them apart. He kissed the inside of her thighs, trailing his tongue across the sensitive skin as she gasped and looked down at him.
“The sunset, Ms. Reid,” he said. “You’re going to miss it.”

her thighs. At the first feel of his hot breath on her soft curls, she jerked against him, her hips rising up until his mouth brushed against her.
“Naughty girl,” he whispered. He pressed her hips back into the soft mattress of the futon. “Stay still.”
Lucy was staring at the sunset, but she had no idea what it looked like. Every nerve ending was sizzling and singing as Jason used his fingers to part the wet lips of her pussy. He made a soft noise of approval at the sight of her swollen clit. When he dipped his head and licked it with his warm, flat tongue she was helpless to stop her hips from bucking against him.
“Oh, oh, oh…” she moaned. Her hands, which were clenching the mattress of the futon, moved to grip his head and she shoved him deeper into her. He traced around her clit with the tip of his tongue before he moved his mouth to her wet opening and probed it with his tongue.
She cried out loudly. The feel of his stubble against her created a tantalizing combination of pleasure and pain, and she rubbed herself against him as he replaced his tongue with two fingers. He licked her clit repeatedly as he thrust his fingers in and out of her before pressing them against the front inside wall of her pussy. That created a brand new sensation, one that had her nearly falling off the futon, and he pressed his left arm across her stomach. He held her down as he continued to pleasure her with his tongue and fingers.
Lucy could feel her orgasm building inside of her. His hot mouth and his probing fingers were working together to bring her to a frenzy of need, and she couldn’t stop the loud whimpers and moans of pleasure from escaping her lips.
She looked down at Jason’s dark head burrowed between her pale thighs at the exact moment he sucked on her clit. The erotic sight of his head between her legs and the pressure of his lips around her swollen, throbbing clit threw her into the abyss. She cried out, her thighs tightening around Jason’s head, as lightning bolts of pleasure ran through her pelvis and legs. Shaking and shuddering, she fell back against the futon, panting harshly as Jason raised his head and slid