Secret Seduction (8 page)

“Come over here and I’ll give you a taste,” she said, then watched as he got off his chair and started walking towards her slowly.

When he reached the side of the bed, she dipped her finger in the cool whip, then held her finger up for him to lick the cream off. He looked into her eyes and she knew she had won this battle, she could see him submitting to his desire. He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned closer, then he took her finger into his mouth and sucked lightly. She closed her eyes on a moan. She couldn’t move.

After her finger was cleaned, she watched him dip his finger into the cool whip and swirl it around slowly. Then he moved his finger to her mouth and waited as she opened her lips and took the cream covered digit into her mouth and slowly sucked the sweet cream off his finger. She watched as his eyes darkened and thought she heard him moan when her tongue rolled around his finger.

“
Katie…” He watched as she took a strawberry and dipped it in the cream, then brought it to his mouth for him to enjoy. He slowly rolled his tongue over it, licking the cream off until he nibbled on the plump berry, sucking the juice from her fingers.

He gave her a wicked smile and dipped a berry in the cream, but instead of bringing it to her mouth, he ran it over her bare shoulder, then ran his mouth over the trail of cream and berry juice it left on her skin. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of his mouth on her heated skin.

He pulled the thin strap of her tank-top down her shoulder and continued to run the creamy berry down over her tight nipple, running it around the bud. He dipped his head and licked every drop of juice off her. She’d never experienced anything so exciting before, and she was sure she was about to explode.

He repeated the movements on her other nipple after pulling her shirt up, exposing her stomach and her entire chest to his view. She had always enjoyed the curves she had inherited from her mother and had known guys had looked at her chest, but none had ever run their hot mouths over it like Jason was doing now.

After he’d enjoyed cleaning both nipples off, he laid her back on the bed and removed her shirt slowly. She nervously watched as he took another berry with cream and ran a trail down between her breasts, down her flat stomach, swirling it once around her belly button, stopping just above her shorts. He held the berry over her mouth until she bit into it and licked the juices off her lips. Then he dipped his head between her breasts, licking and sucking the trail, down her body until he dipped his tongue into her bellybutton, which almost caused her to jump off the mattress in excitement.

Her hands went into his wet hair and she held him as he licked the trail to the top of her shorts. He lightly pulled her shorts down until she was naked, lying on the bed for him to view every inch of her. She felt herself quivering in anticipation, wanting him to touch her, to taste her.

He reached over and took another berry and this time, ran it lightly over her pink lips. She closed her eyes and felt him touching her for the second time that day, where no one had ever touched her before. The wet, slick juices rolled down her and she held still in anticipation, then she heard him moan.

“So beautiful,” he said just before he nibbled on her lips and ran his tongue up and down where he had been rolling the berry around just a second before. Her hands were in his hair and she couldn’t help holding on as he used his mouth against her core. He pulled back and she watched as he leaned over and dipped his fingers into the white cream. Moving back to her, he dipped one, then another finger into her and her shoulders came off the bed. He placed a hand flat on her stomach to hold her still and watched her face as he rubbed the cream over her slowly until finally he dipped his head to lick the sweetness from her. Using his fingers and tongue, he sucked her until finally, she felt herself building to a release.

“Let go, Kat, just let go,” he moaned against her skin.

When she screamed his name, he lapped her up like she had been the best dessert.

“Mmm, have I ever told you that cream and strawberries are my favorite dessert?” he chuckled against her neck a few minutes later.

She smiled, knowing it was his one weakness and thought it had just become her favorite as well.

He had moved back up to her and covered them both with the blanket. Now he was snuggling against her neck as she lay there naked, quivering with pleasure.

“Jason?”

“Shh, we have plenty of time. I know you must be tired; I know I am.” She held still for a while thinking that he was just pacifying her, but when she heard him starting to snore, she realized he’d been just as worn out as she was. Closing her eyes, she quickly fell asleep, naked in a man’s arms and she didn’t even care.

“They are going to be at the airport in the morning. I want some men in Rome watching the airport there just to make sure they don’t slip by you.”

“You don’t have to tell me how to do my job.”

“Apparently I do. Don’t forget, if you don’t deliver her, you won’t see a dime of the rest of the money. I want her there, unharmed and on time. It’s very important.”

“I understand, and you’ll have her there on time. Now let me do my job.” He hung up with a quick snap of the phone.

“I’m tired of being told how to do my job. Raul, we’ve been doing this job for years, not once have we ever been told what to do. I don’t like it. Maybe this time we took off more than we can bite, eh?”

“Chew. It’s maybe we took off more than we can chew. I thinks.”

The two friends laughed. “Come on, my friend, let’s go get our prize.”

Katie woke in the dark, in a sweat. She didn’t know what had caused her to wake at this hour, but looking around the dark room she realized someone was in the room with them. She could hear them moving around softly, and she thought she saw movement over in the corner, but out of fear she didn’t move or speak. She just stared into the darkness, waiting for something to happen. It was too dark to see, but she knew someone was there, just out of sight.

She tried to move her hand to wake Jason, but she was frozen, she couldn’t even squeeze his arm. ^$When she tried to open her mouth to scream for him, nothing came out. She felt like a fish out of water, her mouth opening and closing widely several times.

Her arms wouldn’t move, nothing would work, and she watched in horror as a large man with no teeth came slowly out of the darkness towards her. His hands were stretched out and she saw a pair of shiny handcuffs in one of his thick hands and a dirty potato bag in the other.

She tried to jump up, to scream, anything…

“Katie! Katie!” Jason screamed over and over again, shaking her until she finally woke from the nightmare.

He reached over and flipped on the light. Freed from her paralysis, she frantically looked around the room. No one was hiding in the shadows, no one was there except for them.

“Are you okay, Kat?” He moved to take her into his arms.

“Yeah, I think… It was just a dream,” she said, more to assure herself than anything.

“It’s okay, you’re okay.” He ran his hands down her hair and held her in a tight hug.

She noticed the room was getting lighter and hated knowing she’d started the day this way. But then she realized she was in Jason’s arms and closed her eyes to the warm feeling of him holding her.

“We’d better get going. Our flight leaves in a few hours,” he said into her hair. She looked over at the clock and realized it was just past seven. Their flight left at ten, which gave them just enough time to dress, eat, and make it to the airport.

Just then the hotel phone rang. “That’s our wake up call.” He leaned over and answered it.

Katie wrapped the sheet around her as she hunted for her clothes, which had ended up all over the floor; for once, she hadn’t cared about the mess.

A few hours later, after eating some fresh blueberry muffins from a local bakery down the street, they made it to the small airport.

People came and went and she was actually excited to get out of Greece. Maybe she was looking forward to the change of scenery, or just the possibility of getting away from trouble. Still, Jason stopped her from walking straight to the ticket booth to check in. He told her to hold back, just out of sight for a while. So they stood against the wall and watched people come and go for a few minutes. Then he cussed under his breath.

“What?”

“Hang on,” he said, pulling her back further.

“Why?”

“Katie, are you going to question me the entire trip?”

“Maybe.”

He rolled his eyes at her, then said, “There, do they look familiar?”

She looked over at the large group of people he was pointing at, all of them over fifty and wearing matching shirts; they looked like they were part of a bowling team. “Who?”

“Those two men, standing to the left of the group.”

“No, why?”

“Look again!”

She did and she noticed that the two men didn’t have the bowling shirts on and one of them had a broken nose and a black eye. The other one was walking with a slight limp.

“Are those the –“

“Yes, damn it.”

“What are we going to do? They’re standing at the entrance. How are we going to get tickets?”

Then Jason turned and shoved her back and took her mouth with his. He angled his body so the only thing anyone would see, if they looked, was a young couple kissing.

He kept her pinned against the stone wall until she was out of breath, then finally and quickly he released her mouth, leaving her dizzy.

“Damn it to hell.”

“Well, I’m so sorry that didn’t meet with your satisfaction.” She tried to push him away a little.

“
No, not that, there are five of them now.” He glanced over his shoulder. “Damn it.”

“Really, Jason, we’re going to have to do something about your language. How do you know there are five of them?” She tried to look over his shoulder.

“Because they are all talking to each other. Take a look underneath my arm.” She did as he asked and watched the five men talking. It appeared to her that they were arguing with the large guy with the broken nose. The three new men looked like brothers; they had matching dark hair, faces, and builds. They looked like farmers, dressed in rugged pants and blue work shirts, and they were covered in either grease or dirt.