Lucky Devil

by Cat Miller

  Luc shook himself. Those thoughts haunted him more and more these days. He needed to focus on his work. He read over Devon’s proposal again. Sinking major funds into a new club was risky, but the gains could be worth it. If he opened a legal, member’s only version of Hell it would give him another location to place the unfortunate individuals who inevitably crossed his path. He knew several of Rourke’s security team was on the lookout for positions for their former military buddies.

  The business plan was solid and the split of profits would be fifty-five, forty-five with the larger share going to Devon. That was reasonable considering the club would be taking up space on Devon’s property. There was still a lot to consider, but Luc was leaning toward accepting Devon’s offer of partnership.

  It would be a venture his grandmother would say was a step in the right direction. He knew she wouldn’t approve of his business practices. Luc truly hoped Gran was too busy receiving her heavenly reward for a life well lived to worry about looking in on him. He highlighted a few areas he had questions about and sent the contract to legal for review.

  He tried to get through the rest of the paperwork cluttering his desk, but Luc’s mind continually drifted back to Everly. He checked the time, anxious to see her again. They had a date for dinner. He planned to get her out of the hotel for the evening.

  Her confession that his standoffishness made her feel unattractive had stunned him a bit. How could that woman possibly feel anything but irresistible? He struggled to keep his hands off of her.

  After their last round of slow, lazy fucking when Luc had woken in Everly’s bed, she’d told him she was surprised he’d stayed. Not that they’d gotten much sleep, but she’d expected him to bolt as soon as he was done with her body. The conversation replayed in his mind.

  “Do you want me to leave?” He’d asked a little perturbed.

  He never stayed with anyone. He never went to anyone else’s bed either. They came to him, and he dismissed them when he was done. So why did he always end up in Everly’s bed? So why the hell was he still there? She had a good point.

  “No, I didn’t say that. It’s just that . . . well.”

  Everly’s cheeks had flushed and she couldn’t look at him. It felt odd after having shared his secrets with her. She now knew more about him than anyone still living. Rourke and Dolce had grown up with him, so they knew a lot, but not the whole sordid tale. Luc still wasn’t sure why he’d told Everly. It just felt right. It felt like not telling her everything was lying to her somehow.

  The woman was creeping up under his skin, and he didn’t like it. Was he trying to chase her away? He’d expected her to be disgusted. He’d thought she would say ‘like father like son’ and throw him out. Why hadn’t she? And why was he so damn glad she hadn’t?

  “What is it, Everly?”

  “You always leave right after. Like, before I can even catch my breath. You get what you came for and go.”

  He couldn’t deny that, but he’d never really came to her with the intent of fucking her. It just kind of happened. One minute he was speaking to her, looking at her, wanting her, and the next he was lost in the need to be inside of her, tasting her, making her come.

  “I know you don’t find me attractive. Not really. I mean, I’m just not . . .” Everly’s voice trailed off.

  Luc’s mouth had fallen open. “What?”

  She looked embarrassed now that she’d admitted she wasn’t up to par. Was she crazy? Or blind?

  “Everly, you have to admit that this,” he paused, not really knowing what to call what was happening between them, “has been more than uncomfortable. Not because I don’t find you attractive.” He took her hand and placed it over the never-ending damn erection he’d had since the day he met the woman. Her eyes flared. “I don’t run around with a constant stiff dick over thoughts of unappealing women.”

  Luc had honestly believed Everly would appreciate the massive effort it took for him to turn right and walk to his own door every time he stepped off of the elevator instead of going left to her door. Rejection was the furthest thing from his mind when it came to Everly. She believed she wasn’t sophisticated enough to be alluring to a man like him. Christ, she was such a temptation he could think of little else.

  Luc glared at his desk. He was too distracted to work. He’d just decided to break for lunch when his office door opened. Luc scowled at the interloper who hadn’t bothered to knock. He held the expression for all of five seconds before the little red outfit Everly wore caught his attention. All of the waitresses at The Inferno wore either the tiny red pleated skirt or little red boy-shorts. Everly had on the boy-shorts that left the lower curve of her ass uncovered and a halter top that tied just beneath her breasts, baring the smooth expanse of her abdomen and leaving the swells of her pretty breasts on display. He was mesmerized.

  Everly crossed his office carrying a little round drink tray with two shooter glasses balanced atop it. She bent over far more deeply than was needed to place the tray on the table before his leather couch. With her back to him, the move gave Luc a delicious view of her ass and the length of her creamy legs in those red heels. Damn. He wanted those heels up around his ears while he fucked her on his desk. He tried to pull his mind out of the gutter, but it was difficult. Everly was the most tempting creature he’d ever known but he couldn’t forget she was here basically against her will. He felt like ten kinds of a bastard for enforcing the contract she’d signed when he’d never really expected her to sign it; but once he had Everly under his power, letting her go had become impossible for him. He wanted her, and he’d had her. So why did he continue to struggle with guilt? What was done was done.

  Everly picked up a drink from her tray and turned to catch Luc ogling her ass. She smiled a knowing smile and set the drink on his desk before him.

  “I didn’t order a drink Ms. Parker.” He adopted his most professional tone. The woman was sexy as hell, but seeing her in that outfit just reminded him that she was, for all intents and purposes, an employee, and an unpaid employee at that. He had to fix that somehow. He didn’t like this building sense of remorse.

  “You didn’t?” she asked with big, falsely innocent eyes.

  She came around his desk with her hand extended. Luc couldn’t resist the urge to touch her, if only briefly. He stood and took her hand in his, allowing her to tug him around the desk to the sofa. Everly gestured for him to have a seat. Why he was obeying, he didn’t know. He should tell her to leave, but he didn’t want to send her away. He enjoyed her company far too much.

  Everly retrieved the drink from his desk and handed it to him. It looked like coffee with cream. He sniffed it and shrugged before tossing it back. It was good.

  “What was that?” He asked as she took the glass and returned it to the tray.

  Everly picked up the other drink and swallowed it down. She walked back to him, a deliberate sway in her hips. She licked her lips and grinned like a cat who got the cream.

  “It was a blowjob. So tasty. Don’t you think?” Everly dropped to her knees before him and ran her hands up the inside of his thighs over his pants. “Are you sure you didn’t order a blowjob, Mr. Christianson?”

  She was back to being a wide-eyed temptress, only now a small pout played around her sexy mouth. As soon as the word blowjob had left her mouth, Luc was instantly hard. Fuck! He had to get control of himself. Everly’s hands worked at his belt. His dick sang the hallelujah chorus, but his mind couldn’t let go of the idea that she really didn’t want to do this. He grasped her hands.

  “I don’t think this is a good idea. You don’t have to do this, Everly.” Luc’s dick vehemently protested his mind’s suggestion that she stop.

  The sensual smile slid from her face, and she sat back on her feet. Her cheeks flushed red, and her eyes dropped to the floor. Her posture was suddenly defeated and ashamed.

  “You don’t want me like that. I understand. I’ll just go.”

  Damn it! It had nothing to do w
ith not wanting her. He had to clear up her misconceptions that he didn’t really want her. As much as Luc hated to admit his weakness for her, he couldn’t allow her to believe she wasn’t gorgeous in every way. Especially not after she’d already admitted to him that she felt inferior. Luc couldn’t tolerate that humiliated look in her eyes. She was more than worthy of any man’s attention. The sudden thought of her with another man sent jealousy burning through him. His inner caveman snarled. Luc shook the thought loose and focused on Everly.

  “It’s not that I don’t want you, baby.” Luc put two fingers under her chin and lifted her face so she would see he was sincere when he told her, “I want you rather desperately, but you don’t have to do this, Everly.”

  A look of understanding swept over her expression. She rested her hands on his knees and let those hands begin a slow creep back toward his fly.

  “I understand that you expect me to be unhappy to be here with you, Luc. The way we met . . . Well, it wasn’t under the best circumstances.” She reached the bulge in his pants and stopped to cup it and rub him. Luc’s eyes nearly crossed. “I’m not ashamed to admit that I was attracted to you from our first meeting. It infuriated me.” She smiled at her admission, and her fingers continued on to their original task of undoing his belt. “I enjoy your company, Luc. I also enjoy that way you make me come until I can’t see anymore.”

  Oh god. The idea of her sweet body flexing and arching while her hot pussy pulsed around his dick had him ready to go off. Everly was sliding down his zipper. She licked her lips as her eyes focused on the bulge in his pants, and Luc felt it like a caress. He could feel her eyes on him. He wanted to feel her mouth on him.

  “I know I don’t have to do this. I want to do this.”

  She tugged at the waist of his pants, and Luc obediently lifted his hips to allow Everly to slide them down. His dick sprang free, and he could breathe a little better. Everly looked pleased by his obvious discomfort. The wench. She grinned lasciviously up at him.

  “I don’t see why we can’t enjoy each other.” Lick. “I’m only here for a short time.” Lick. “Why don’t we just go with it?” She punctuated each statement with the swipe of her hot tongue up the length of his erection.

  Luc couldn’t speak. The power of communication was beyond his reach. He didn’t agree or disagree. He just grabbed that deep red hair and pulled his little Fury in for an intense kiss. He needed to taste her urgently. Everly’s mouth felt so perfect against his. The way she stretched her body and turned her face up, giving herself over to him so freely, made his inner caveman nod with approval. She molded herself against him, trapping his dick in the vee of her thighs and rotating her hips. She wanted him the caveman insisted.

  Everly broke the kiss, and her soft lips drifted across his jaw. Luc let go of her hair. Those sweet lips traveled down his chest, grazing his nipples with her teeth and making him moan. She moved on to his abdomen with soft butterfly kisses, driving the air from him so that even his lungs burned for her. She took his throbbing cock into her soft hand and stroked it a few times from root to tip before her tongue came out to lap up the pearls of moisture waiting for her. She hummed happily and the sound vibrated straight through to his balls.

  Luc’s fingers drove into her hair again. She looked up at him, and her little pink tongue darted out to gently stroke the head of his dick. She swirled that hot little tongue around the tip and dipped it into the weeping slit. Stars burst behind Luc’s eyes.

  There was genuine interest and need in those stormy green eyes. This wasn’t the expression of a woman being forced to do something against her will. Something inside of Luc loosened. They could do this. She’d come to him under less than stellar circumstances, but she was here now. Why couldn’t they have a little fun before she went back to her life in Colorado?

  Everly was a willing, even eager, bed partner. She was right. This was nothing like what his father had done to his mother. She was here by choice. And so was Luc.

  He watched, wrapped in Everly’s sensual spell as her full red lips stretched around him, taking his cock deeper and deeper into the heat of her mouth. She sucked him hard, testing his control. Watching his dick disappear into Everly’s mouth was so fucking erotic. She sucked and nibbled. She teased the sensitive underside with her tongue.

  Luc pulled his eyes from her mouth to look into Everly’s eyes. She watched him with those sultry green eyes and her pleasure in this act shined brightly up at him. Knowing she was enjoying this made him relax further. Something in Luc shifted. Lust swamped him. His need to possess that hot little mouth. He forced Everly’s mouth to release him and got to his feet.

  “Take me, Everly. Take what I need to give you.” He gripped his dick and pressed the head against her lips. “I need to fuck that mouth, baby.”

  She opened for him readily. His fingers returned to her hair, tighter this time. She relaxed her jaw for him as he took over. He thrust into her willing mouth and reveled in her acceptance of him. His cock slid over her tongue again and again. He reached the back of her throat and dragged himself almost all the way out each time.

  Everly suckled as he pushed back into her wet heat and hummed little noises of pleasure. He held her steady and lost himself. He fucked her mouth and savored those sexy little sounds she made for him. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight than this woman on her knees before him. It was more than just another blowjob. She was more than just another date who put out at the end of the night. It truly felt like acceptance when she knelt before him taking everything he had.

  “Fuck. Fuck. Everly. Fuck.” Luc swore as the tingle that began at the base of his spine spread over his skin raising gooseflesh. His balls drew up tight, and he couldn’t hold off any longer. He released her head and tried to pull out of the glory of that sweet mouth before he came. He desperately wanted to let go, but she hadn’t given him permission. He would finish on the creamy swell of her breasts and be grateful for the sight of his cum marking her perfect skin.

  Everly clutched his hips and sucked him to the back of her throat, refusing to let him back away. She swallowed around him and Luc was lost. He shouted as jets of cum splashed into the back of Everly’s throat. She took it all. Just as he’d asked. Everly took everything Luc needed to give her and more. The woman was robbing him of his sanity.

  * * *

  Everly looked down at the buttery soft leather sofa where Luc was snoozing after she’d popped in for a little afternoon delight. He’d been resistant at first. Everly found herself admitting to her attraction to Luc and the wish to spend time with him. It was a little embarrassing and frankly scary to be the one to put herself out there like that, but after their conversation about his family, Everly felt sure Luc was holding back because of a misplaced sense of guilt. He felt as if he was repeating the sins of his father.

  Everly needed to find a way to help him understand the two situations were completely different. There were certain eerie parallels between her family and Luc’s grandfather, so she understood his reasons for feeling the way he did, but Everly didn’t feel at all like a woman who was being taken advantage of. Telling Luc all of this outright wouldn’t work. He’d believe she was still just trying to save her family business.

  After the way they’d bonded the day before, her feelings were stung a bit. When she showed up in his office, he’d believed she was on duty, so to speak, and trying to work off the debt that was a constant cloud over their heads. Even after sharing his darkest secrets he still couldn’t see the real relationship building between them.

  No, just telling him he was wrong about his feelings wouldn’t work. The man was too damn dense. She’d have to keep at him. She’d keep showing him how she felt and how good they were together, because she couldn’t fool herself into believing she didn’t want him any longer. She had two more weeks. If he didn’t see the possibility of a real relationship by then, at least Everly would know she’d given it all she had. She had no idea how they would work it out with
her needing to get back to the ranch and Luc’s responsibilities in Las Vegas. Would her family be supportive? She didn’t know. She’d cross those bridges when she had to and hope they didn’t burn it from both ends while she was in the middle. This relationship wouldn’t be easy, but Luc was a man worth fighting for, even if he didn’t know it yet.

  Everly left Luc sleeping in his office and wandered down to the pit. Luc might have a fit if he caught her in the private club again, but she didn’t intend to get into trouble the way she had in the Capone Room. She’d seen Dolce down on the floor through the two-way glass in Luc’s office. A smile crept over her face. Everly wanted to learn to play cards. Dolce was the queen of the pit. Why not go straight to the highest authority for instruction?

  THIRTEEN

  Luc knocked on Everly’s door and stood waiting for an answer. He straightened his tie and glared at the door. He could use his key, but no, he’d wait. It seemed the more he treated Everly like a person he wanted to be with and less like an employee, the more open she was with him. It was a strange and worrisome feeling, but he liked spending time with her. Everly still hadn’t answered the door, so he knocked again impatiently. Damn it. Why was he being such a pussy? He should just let himself in.

  His maid answered the door with a bright smile for him.

  “Oh, hello, Mr. Christianson.” Isa stepped back and opened the door wide for Luc to enter. “Ms. Everly is gone.”