by Lori Foster
Today she had looked good in her white cuffed shorts and blue-paisley halter top. The memory of just how good she looked was burned inside his brain, branding his senses in a way no other attraction to a woman had ever done.
He glanced at the clock again. Less than ten minutes and he could feel a stirring in his groin. He was definitely looking forward to that phone call he was about to make.
Raquel was about to shift to another position in bed when the phone rang. She glanced over at the clock. Ren was five minutes early. Was he just as anxious for their phone talk to begin as she was?
With her pulse skipping all over the place, she reached out and clicked the Bluetooth in her ear. “You’re early.”
“I couldn’t wait,” was the husky reply. “Where are you?”
“In bed.”
“Under the covers?” he asked her.
“Yes, I’m under the covers.”
“What are you wearing?” The raspiness in his voice sent tremors through her body.
“Nothing.”
There was a silence on the phone, which made the sound of dripping raindrops off the roof become more noticeable. “Can I slide into bed with you?”
She felt a moment’s pause with his question. This would be their third phone conversation, and if things were hotter tonight than they had been before, she wasn’t sure she would be able to stand it. “Umm, I was hoping you would,” she said.
“All right, I’m sliding into bed with you. The sheets are warm from your heat.”
She closed her eyes, imagining he was actually making good on his words. “Do you like the candles burning?” she asked, knowing he couldn’t see them.
“Candles? Ahh, sure. Yes, they’re as beautiful as you are. I plan on getting lost inside you tonight,” he said in a husky note. “But first I want to lick my way all over your body. I became addicted to your taste from the last time.”
She breathed in deeply and could envision his lips trailing a path from the center of her neck to her collarbone. In her mind she could actually feel those thick, long lashes caressing her skin. And just the thought that his sensual lips were coming in contact with her flesh made her moan.
“You feel soft and smell good.”
Her lips moved into a smile. “Do I?”
“Yes. I have my hands all over you.”
And as if he willed it to be so, willed her to feel him touch her, she did. Sensations started at the bottom of her feet, a prickling of electrical charge that was surging slowly upward, settling at the juncture of her legs.
“Imagine my fingers there,” he whispered, and the sound of his voice had her heart thumping hard in her chest.
She slowly opened her eyes, knowing what she wanted tonight. The hot wire would not be enough and it was time to bring their game to an end. She wanted him, not in her fantasy but in reality.
“Open your legs, baby.”
She shook her head and whispered, “No.”
“No?”
“No. I don’t want to pretend anymore. I want the real thing. I want you here with me in the flesh.”
There was a pause and then he asked, “How am I supposed to do that?”
She pulled up in bed, sat on the side and pushed her hair away from her face. “I think you know the answer to that…and Ren?”
“Yes?”
“You know where I live. I’ll be waiting.”
The phone conversation ended with a resounding click in his ear, letting Quest know two things. Raquel had ended the call and she knew his identity. He couldn’t help wondering what had given him away. Did it matter?
No, he thought, quickly easing off the bed and grabbing his jeans and shirt off the chair. Aroused anticipation took over his senses as he slipped into his shoes. No woman had ever had him wanting her this much. And to play it safe, he shoved a bunch of condoms into his back pocket. Shivers had begun running down his spine in an adrenaline rush, and in no time at all he was almost running for the front door. His libido was in an uncontrollable state and his erection throbbed mercilessly against the zipper of his jeans. She had him wired up to the point of no return.
He hesitated a moment before grabbing his key off the table. It was a short walk, but he wouldn’t do so tonight. He needed to kill as much time as he could. He hoped she knew what she’d done because there was no turning back now.
Chapter Nine
Raquel’s heart nearly stopped beating the moment she heard the knock at her door. She tightened the sash around the waist of her bathrobe and took a long, deep breath before opening the door.
And then she and Quest just stood there and looked at each other. Their eyes held for one heat-blazing moment. She thought he couldn’t look any sexier than he did standing in her doorway in a T-shirt and pair of Levi’s that looked so good on him. His eyes were deep and penetrating, and there was a sharp edge of intrinsic masculinity about him that sent her hormones into a state of excessive activity. And had desire exploding into a thousand pieces within her body.
She wasn’t sure who moved first, but within seconds he was there, slamming his lips down on hers at the same moment that he swept her off her feet into big, strong arms. He closed the door with the heel of his shoe, not breaking contact with his mouth, while she threw her arms around his neck to hold on. His tongue penetrated deep, exploring her mouth in sensual strokes that had her moaning.
He slowly pulled back, broke off the kiss to stare down at her with those mesmerizing dark eyes, and simply said in a low drawl, “I’m here.”
Yes, she thought, he definitely was. She could certainly see that. And she had a feeling that before the night was over she would be seeing a whole lot more. She swallowed hard, nodding. “I’m glad you came.”
He didn’t say anything. Instead he lowered his mouth again and took her mouth in another hot, scorching kiss. She felt him moving, carrying her somewhere, and she knew just where when her bottom came into contact with the hard edge of her dining room table.
And then he broke off the kiss. “Where’s your bedroom?”
She tilted her head. “Down the hall that way.”
He smiled down at her and her heart thudded heavily in her chest. “I can’t wait to take you there and get you naked.”
Her nipples hardened with his words and her belly began quivering. It wouldn’t take much for him to do that, given she was naked beneath her robe anyway. He swept her back into his arms and began moving in long, powerful strides.
When he reached her bedroom, he glanced around at the candles before turning his full attention back to her. He then lowered her to the floor, letting her slide her body down his masculine build in the process. And then he just stood there and stared at her for a second, while heat settled everywhere within her, especially in the area between her thighs.
Nervously, she bit her lower lip. “Why are you staring at me like that?”
He smiled, reached out and brushed a few strands of hair back from her face. “I’m trying to get control, sweetheart. Otherwise, I’ll make love to you, right now, right here, standing up, without making it to the bed.”
His voice had lowered, dropped an octave, and she could feel his words brush across her skin and her pulse rate increase. And then, without any warning or preamble, he reached out and pulled her toward him and lowered his mouth to hers.
Some men kissed you. Others devoured you. Then there were those, like Quest Renaldo Newman, who gobbled you up whole. The thrust of his tongue into her mouth immediately sent a heated rush through her body as blood raced through her veins. And then in a dominant way, he moved that tongue around, conquering everything in its path, sending shivers through her body and absorbing every inch of her mouth into his.
And she felt his hands moving all over her body and the hard, erect front pressed against her middle. He was aroused in a big way and the thought of that escalated her need tenfold.
He broke off the kiss, and she heard his uneven breathing as he reached out and undid the sash at her
waist and pushed the robe off her shoulders. She watched his penetrating gaze rake all over her naked body, covering it inch by inch. She drew in a deep breath when she felt that heated gaze linger at the juncture of her thighs. And the male intent in his eyes should have warned her to take a step back. Instead, she tempted him further by readjusting her stance to widen her legs in a way that let him see it all.
She watched him lick his lips, and the sight of his tongue—the same one she had imagined doing all kinds of naughty things to her over the hot wire—had her body trembling in anticipation.
Her breath caught when he reached out and with the tip of his finger trailed a path across her shoulder and down her arm, before zigzagging across to her breasts. She barely heard him murmur the word “beautiful” before his fingertips circled around a hardened nipple. Pleasure points shot out to every part of her body and she knew if he kept this up she would eventually lose her mind.
“I imagined how you would look, but this is far more than my expectations, Raquel. You are truly a beautiful woman.”
She couldn’t help but smile at the compliment. Tilting her head, she said, “You don’t look so bad yourself, even in clothes. When do you plan to take yours off?”
He held her gaze and the mischievous glint in his dark eyes told her he would be taking them off soon enough. But first he planned to enjoy her for a while. She was proven right when his hand drifted low and gently caressed her belly, fanning desire all through her.
“Tonight, I plan to do everything we did on the hot wire, as well as other things I wished we could have pretended to do,” he said in a deep, husky voice as his fingertips moved around her belly button, causing sensations to spark to life there.
Other things? She could barely handle what he was doing to her now. Suddenly, she sucked in a deep breath when his hand moved lower, between her legs to gently cup her sex.
“Damn, you’re hot.”
Had he honestly thought she wouldn’t respond to what he was doing to her? Fat chance.
“Would you like to explode with me tonight, Raquel?” He leaned close to whisper the question in her ear. “Hell, I hope so, because I plan on making us come all over the place.”
At that moment the fire that was already blazing within her suddenly began raging out of control. Boldly she reached out and cupped him through his jeans, felt his erection’long and thick—and said, “Yes, I’d like that.”
He smiled and the curve of his lips almost made her swoon. And before she could catch her next breath, he knelt between her legs.
Quest grabbed hold of Raquel’s hips just moments before shoving his tongue inside of her. Then he began feasting on her with a greed that made his erection press hard against his zipper.
Her taste was just as he thought it would be and he intended to lap her up completely. She was sweet with a flavor that was uniquely hers. He wanted to slow down, keep his hunger under control, but the moment he took her clit between his lips to lap up more of her exquisite-tasting juices, he was a goner. The sound of her moans was enough to push him over the edge.
And then he tightened his hold on her hips as he plunged his tongue deeper inside of her, determined to taste every inch of her this way. She tried pushing his head away but he wasn’t going anywhere. Pretty soon she gave up and began grounding her sex hard against his mouth, letting him know she wanted more.
He gave her more by deepening the intimate kiss to her pulsing core. He felt her beginning to quake all over and within seconds, her body exploded in his mouth. She screamed but he didn’t let up. Instead he held her tight while increasing the strokes of his tongue inside of her. When the last strangled cry had left her mouth, he released her and leaned back on his haunches to smile up at her. He wanted her to know just how much he had enjoyed savoring her that way.
Disoriented, Raquel swayed and would have fallen flat on her face if Quest hadn’t stood up and pulled her into his strong arms. Every nerve ending in her body was on fire and she could barely catch her breath.
“Now to get you in the bed,” he said, seconds before he swept her into his arms and carried her over to the bed. He moved back and she watched as he removed all his clothes, piece by piece. First came his T-shirt to reveal powerfully built shoulders, a beautiful, sculpted chest with tight abs. Next he lowered his jeans and his briefs right along with them. Air was suddenly snatched from her lungs and her sex throbbed upon seeing the thick erection he uncovered. It looked bold, daring and confident as hell.
The thick veins running along the head of his shaft were enough to make her swoon again. But instead of swooning, her clit tingled in anticipation. She was oh so ready for this. And she wanted to taste him the way he’d tasted her moments ago.
“Come closer.” She said the same words to him that he’d said to her earlier in the park.
When he was within reach, she took him into her hand and began stroking him, moving her fingers up and down, liking the feel of his thick shaft in her hands. She curled her fingertips around the hard muscles while imagining something so big and powerful buried deep inside of her.
That thought made her lean forward to lick the tip of his engorged shaft while she continued to move her hand up and down, pumping it. She swirled her tongue all around it, as if taking its measure, and when he groaned her name at the same time she tasted his salty-sweet release spilling out, she opened wide to slide him into her mouth.
Using her lips, she locked him in and began working her tongue, deliberately rippling across nerve endings, tunneling across veins and stretching her mouth wide while she felt his stomach muscles quiver.
His response aroused her more and her mouth increased its pressure and nearly gobbled him down her throat.
“Raquel!”
She looked up and the penetrating look in his eyes was filled with a degree of lust that almost singed her lips. “No more, baby,” he said reaching down to use both hands to pull himself from her mouth. “I can’t take any more.” He quickly reached for his jeans and pulled out a condom packet. She watched as he ripped it with his teeth and hurriedly put it on.
And before she could finish licking her lips to savor his taste, he reached out and pulled her halfway off the bed to where her legs extended over the sides. He then moved between them.
“I need you. I need this,” he said in a guttural groan just seconds before thrusting inside of her. Automatically she arched to him, feeling his erection thicken even more inside of her. A whimpering moan tore from her throat when he began moving in and out of her with rapid precision. She was pinned between him and the mattress and he was giving her one hell of a workout as he plowed her body with deep, powerful thrusts. They were so forceful, the bedsprings protested and the sound echoed throughout the room.
None of what they’d ever shared over the hot wire had prepared her for this. He was taking her with such hunger and need that her bed was rocking. She kept up with his rhythm and closed her eyes as sensations began taking over and her stomach began convulsing.
“Look at me.”
At his command, she opened her eyes and looked right into his as he tilted her hips and drove harder, touching what had to be her g-spot, because that’s when her body exploded in an orgasm that ripped all through her and made her holler. She discovered at that moment there was a big difference between a scream and a holler.
This was a holler, and her lungs could barely take the pressure. She clenched down on her jaw to keep from hollering again when another forceful orgasm tore through her. Never had she felt so vulnerable and sexy all at the same time. She could actually feel her toes curl.
And then the sound of him shouting her name filled her with satisfaction in knowing she had given him the same degree of pleasure that she was feeling.
Moments later he collapsed on her and then pulled them both up to the middle of the bed. With their limbs entwined, their bodies sweaty, he pulled the covers over them while they both fought to get their breathing under control. No words were spoken.
None were needed.
He leaned down and brushed a kiss across her lips before pulling her deeper into his arms. “Sleep now.”
Raquel sighed contentedly and smiled as she settled into him and closed her eyes to peaceful slumber.
Hours later, right before the crack of dawn, Quest tilted Raquel’s chin up so that her gaze could meet his. “How did you know I was Ren?”
She smiled up at him, reached out to caress his unshaven jaw. “My business partner discovered your identity and told me, less than an hour before I saw you today at the park.”
“Yet you didn’t say anything.”
She shrugged. “No. I recalled the last time you were here and you expressed an interest in talking to me. I didn’t take you seriously and figured you just wanted to see if I could really act. After finding out who you were, I didn’t think you were trying to take advantage of me or anything. After all, you were a paying customer so I couldn’t complain.”
Her gaze dropped for a second and then she glanced back up at him and asked in a quiet tone, “I was right, wasn’t I? You weren’t trying to take advantage of me.”
His hand shifted from her chin as he gently reached out and stroked her cheek. “Yes, you were right. I wasn’t trying to take advantage of you.”
He shifted their positions in bed, bringing her closer into his arms, and said, “That day I was here and I mentioned talking to you on the hot wire, I was letting you know I was interested in a relationship with you beyond Smookie and Bandit. I couldn’t resist calling you, but figured my chances of getting you on that 900 line were pretty damn slim. So I hired my brother to get your personal hot wire number.”
“Your brother?”
“Yes, Brett. The one I told you was a private investigator living in Atlanta.”
