Entice Me

by Kelly Elliott

  I shrugged. “It was just easier to not tell you. Then time went on and it felt like it didn’t matter.”

  “So why didn’t you say something? Does Nash know?”

  Chewing on my lower lip, I felt a tear slip from my eye.

  “Kaelynn, no,” she whispered. “Exactly how rich is your family?”

  Swallowing hard, I looked out over the balcony. “I’m an heiress to a multibillion-dollar fortune. I use my mother’s maiden name as my last name, but it is actually Whitaker.”

  Morgan gasped and her hands flew up to her mouth. “I told you about Lily. I told you what she did to my brother. How could you keep this from him? Me, I don’t give two shits if you are rich or poor, and I know Nash doesn’t either, but you should have told him before he fell in love with you.”

  My eyes widened in shock. That was Charlie and now Morgan saying Nash was in love with me.

  “I tried to tell him at dinner the other night and he had to rush out. I tried telling him last night and we got interrupted. I told him I needed to talk to him after the wedding today. I’m going to tell him then.”

  Morgan shook her head and turned away from me. “Morgan, please. I fell so fast for him, and it scared me. If I told him the truth, I was afraid he would walk away.”

  She spun back around. “Then you don’t really know my brother.”

  “He told me himself he didn’t want to be put back in that situation. I would give up every last penny if it meant not losing him.”

  Morgan stilled, then met my gaze. She smiled. “Do you mean that?”

  “Yes! You know me, Morgan.”

  “I didn’t know the real you.”

  Closing my eyes, I whispered, “I’m so sorry.”

  She took my hands in hers, causing me to open my eyes and face her.

  “Tell him today, or I tell him.”

  I nodded. “I am. I swear I am.

  “Kaelynn, I’ll always be your friend, but he’s my brother and I love him with every ounce of my being. No matter what happens, though, I’m here for you.”

  Throwing myself into her arms, I started to cry.

  “It has to work,” I sobbed. “I pray he will forgive me.”

  Morgan held me closer and whispered, “He will because he loves you.”

  “The wedding was so beautiful,” I said as Nash placed his hand on my lower back and guided us into the reception room.

  “It was indeed. There were a few times I had to hold back my own tears.”

  “I saw that.”

  Nash looked down at me and winked. My insides heated at once, and I had to force myself not to ask him to take me home and make love to me.

  As we walked around the reception I smiled at a few people who said hello to us. Some Nash stopped and introduced me to, some he simply nodded and replied hello back.

  I needed to sneak off with Nash at some point and come clean with everything. He deserved to know the whole truth and why I had kept it from him. After coming clean with Morgan, it felt as if a small sense of guilt lifted, but not all. My fear that the truth would push Nash away was stupid. I would apologize to him for behaving like a child and not trusting him. Morgan had been upset with me, but the way she told me she would be by my side made me realize what a complete fool I had been. The fear of people only liking me for my money was something I needed to learn to let go of, it had dictated my social interactions for longer than I could remember. By telling Morgan the truth, it was the first step. I was ready to be with Nash in the most intimate of ways, and I couldn’t do that knowing I held a secret between us.

  The woman standing before me that I had been talking to was Beth, Terri’s aunt. Once Nash had introduced us and he saw Aunt Beth was going to talk my ear off, he excused himself.

  “Kaelynn, what a beautiful name. My daughter is expecting her first child in a few months, I’ll have to have her add that name to her list.”

  Taking a sip of my wine, I replied, “It was my great-grandmother’s name on my mother’s side. I was named after her.”

  “How sweet to keep that name alive,” Beth stated.

  I nodded and glanced over to where Nash stood. Blake had walked up to him and had handed him a small envelope. Nash had seemed agitated by whatever it was Blake had given him. He tucked it into his jacket pocket, then looked to be saying something heated to Blake. Raising his hands in self-defense, Blake pointed to the area of Nash’s jacket where he had slipped the envelope, then turned and walked to the bar. I frowned as I wondered what in the world that was all about.

  “Don’t you agree, darling?”

  Beth’s voice caused me to jump. I had been spying so intently on Nash, I hadn’t been paying attention to my conversation with Aunt Beth.

  “I’m sorry, what was that?”

  “Terri’s dress. Don’t you agree it was beautiful?”

  Smiling, I replied, “Yes, it was very stunning. She looked like a princess.”

  Beth beamed. “I own the bridal shop where she bought it.”

  “Really?” I replied as I took another sip of wine.

  “Will you be in the need for a wedding dress in the near future?”

  “No, I won’t. At least, not anytime soon.”

  Aunt Beth jutted her lower lip. “No one interested in dating you?”

  “What? No, that’s not it,” I said with a chuckle. Her bluntness caught me off guard.

  “I have a friend of mine who has a son. He’s single and a doctor. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind setting you up on a blind date.”

  “I have a boyfriend,” I stated. My eyes scanned for Nash. Where had he gone?

  “Oh? Is he here?”

  “Yes!” I said too quickly. “Nash Barrett. He was the best man.”

  Beth’s eyes widened in delight. “That is wonderful! He is such a handsome young man, is he not?”

  I returned the smile she was giving me. “Very handsome.”

  “Well, I hope he keeps you happy in bed.”

  My head jerked back to look at Beth. “Excuse me?”

  “I used to be a sex therapist, and trust me when I say, if there is no happiness between the sheets, he’s gonna go and cheat.”

  She nodded as I stared at her in utter disbelief. If my jaw wasn’t on the floor I was going to pat myself on the back.

  “It’s true,” Beth stated matter-of-factly.

  “Well, we, um, just started dating so . . .”

  “Mmm, no sex yet. You’re still in the go-no-go zone?”

  “Go . . . no . . . go . . . zone?” I asked in confusion.

  The DJ tapped the mic and asked for everyone’s attention. I silently said a prayer to God that he got me out of that conversation and quickly.

  I turned my attention over to the dance floor. Nash brought out a chair and had Terri sit on it as Tucker tied a blindfold onto Jim. With a confused smile, I made my way over to Charlie after I excused myself from Aunt Beth.

  “What’s going on?” I asked.

  Charlie covered her mouth, trying not to laugh.

  “Just watch!” she said, laughing some more.

  The moment the blindfold was on Jim, Terri jumped out of the chair and Nash sat down. He started to pull up his pant leg as far up his thigh as he could while the DJ put his finger to his mouth to keep everyone from laughing. Nash slipped on a stocking and then the garter belt.

  “The rules are, you have to use your teeth to get your bride’s garter belt off, while blindfolded. No hands are allowed.”

  “Oh no,” I said, covering my mouth to keep from laughing. Terri stood behind Nash, her hand concealing her own laughter.

  “Please tell me someone is filming them professionally because I’m going to need a copy of this,” Morgan said, coming to stand next to me and Charlie.

  “Oh, there are at least three professional photographers here. One taking pictures, two filming.”

  Morgan dug out her cell phone and started to video. “This is the best day of my life.”

  “Oka
y, remember, Jim, no hands. Teeth only.”

  Lifting up both thumbs, Jim shouted, “Got it!”

  Everyone laughed. Then the DJ stated to play a sexy tune and the crowd lost it in laughter. Nash shook his head and pointed to Tucker and Blake. They were both laughing their asses off.

  “How did Nash get to be the lucky one?” I asked Charlie.

  She looked at me and said, “He drew the short straw. He always draws the short straw! They tried to get Terri’s dad to do it, and it was a hard pass for him.”

  The crowd went into a full-on laugh as we watched Jim start dancing sexy as he was guided to the chair. He stuck his hands out so Terri put her hands out in front of Nash so Jim wouldn’t know.

  “No hands!” the DJ called out. I had to hand it to Nash; he kept his laughter in as his best friend dropped down and started to use his mouth to try and find what he thought was Terri’s leg. When he nuzzled his face against Nash’s leg, I thought Nash was going to fly out of the seat. He closed his eyes and cringed while the rest of us laughed and encouraged Jim on.

  He reached his hands out and touched Nash’s leg, making everyone cry out in laughter.

  “Dude! Do we need to tie your hands?” the DJ called out.

  “No! No, I’ve got this,” Jim shouted

  My eyes widened as Jim kissed up Nash’s leg until he found the garter. Terri had tears streaming down her face she was laughing so hard. She ran her fingers through Jim’s hair and Nash glared up at her.

  Jim grabbed the garter between his teeth and gave it a shake in his mouth, causing Nash to cover his mouth to keep from laughing. Blake was bent over, gasping for air as Tucker wiped tears off his face.

  “This is the best shit ever!” Morgan exclaimed.

  Jim pulled the garter belt off and everyone cheered. Then he walked up to Nash, thinking it was Terri, and started to hip thrust in Nash’s face.

  The guests went crazy with laughter as Nash pushed him away.

  Tucker rushed over and untied the blindfold.

  Jim looked shocked at the sight of Nash and jumped back, busting into laughter.

  “You motherfuckers!” he cried out as Nash pulled the stocking off and let Jim engulf him in a brotherly hug. Then Jim pulled Terri into his arms and kissed her.

  Everyone cheered and laughed, but all I could do was watch Nash. He laughed as he sat down on the chair and put his sock and shoe back on. My heart sped up and my lower stomach ached with desire. It was more than just a desire to make love to him, though. I wanted to spend every moment with him. Learn everything that made him happy, sad, angry. I wanted to know him like his friends knew him, but better. I wanted to be the person he went to when he had a bad day or a good day.

  I wanted him in my life forever.

  This man who loved with his entire being. Who did crazy things for his friends and who took a woman he hardly knew on a road trip to Houston simply because his sister asked him to.

  Nash Barrett was unlike any man I had ever known.

  And I was head over heels in love with him.

  AFTER GETTING MY sock and shoe back on, I stood and let everyone give me a pat on the back for taking one for the team. I had to admit, when Tucker came up with the crazy idea of pranking Jim at his wedding, I was down for the idea. When I drew the short straw I had been pissed, but everything turned out great, and it would be a memory we would all remember and a video that would last a lifetime.

  Turning, I looked for Kaelynn. I could feel her eyes on me, crazy as that sounded. When I found her, it was hard not to notice the way she looked at me—like she wanted to rip my clothes off and take me right here in front of everyone. I raised a brow and she licked her lips.

  “Shit,” I whispered, feeling my cock harden.

  I smiled and talked to people as I made my way over to Kaelynn, who stood next to Charlie and Morgan. As I approached them, Morgan hugged me and said, “I’m totally posting this everywhere and tagging you.”

  Rolling my eyes, I laughed. “I’m sure Blake’s already beat you.”

  Morgan’s brows drew in, and she glared over at Blake. “Damn it. If he posted it first, I’m going to be pissed! His sister gets first right of humiliation!”

  She took off as fast as she could toward Blake.

  “Great job, Nash. I thought for a second he was going to grind on you,” Charlie said, trying not to laugh.

  “You thought? He did! I was trying like hell to get away from his dick near my junk!”

  Charlie lost it laughing. Taking Kaelynn gently by the arm, I guided her away from everyone. She looked a bit dazed.

  “Are you okay?” I asked.

  “Yes. Just feeling . . . um . . . something.”

  “Something?” I asked.

  Her eyes fell to my mouth then back up to meet my gaze. “Yes. You wouldn’t happen to have a room at the hotel here, would you?”

  My heart slammed against my chest. “Why?”

  Her cheeks turned the most beautiful shade of pink as she peered down at her fingers. “I don’t want to wait another second, Nash. I want to feel your body against mine, and we need to talk.”

  I tried like hell not to let my knees buckle out from under me. “You should probably tell me if you have some weird fetish about me dressing up in women’s stockings.”

  Kaelynn’s eyes grew wide with shock. When I winked, she relaxed and started to laugh.

  “No fetish. I simply realized I don’t want to waste another moment.”

  I took her hand in mine and led her out of the pavilion. No one seemed to notice, or they didn’t care we were leaving.

  Fifteen minutes later, Kaelynn and I walked into a hotel room. The moment the door shut, my mouth was on hers. Kaelynn’s hands pulled at my jacket as I reached behind to unzip her gown. Tossing my jacket to the floor, I unbuttoned the dress shirt while Kaelynn slipped her shoes off and went for my buckle.

  “Nash,” she whispered as I pushed the dress off her shoulders and watched it pool around her feet on the floor. “I have to talk to you.”

  I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter. Whatever you’re going to say, it doesn’t matter.”

  Her eyes searched my face. “But . . .”

  Pressing my lips to hers, I moved my hand over her body. Kaelynn’s tense body relaxed.

  “I want you, Kaelynn.”

  She moaned and said, “Please tell me you have a condom.”

  Smiling, I pulled three out of my wallet and tossed them onto the bed as I kicked off my dress shoes.

  Kaelynn’s breathing picked up as her eyes roamed over my body. She stood there, dressed in a white lace push-up bra and matching white lace panties and watched me undress for her.

  “Are you sure?” I asked, tracing my finger around the lace of her bra. Her body turned pink as goosebumps trickled over her body.

  “Yes,” she breathed heavily. “I’ve never wanted any man like I want you.”

  With a smirk, I replied, “Good.”

  I dropped to my knees and placed a kiss over her navel. Kaelynn moaned softly. With the lightest of touches, I ran my tongue along her panty line, then slowly pulled them off her. Kaelynn’s hands intertwined in my hair and she tugged gently. I couldn’t help but smile at how perfect she was. A small patch of brown curls barely hid the treasure I was about to claim as mine. Using my finger, I went from the bottom of her belly button to the top of the curls, then stopped.

  “Yes, Nash.”

  Her voice was deep and full of need. Softly running my thumb over her sensitive bud, I glanced up to see her watching me. Her one hand still in my hair, the other stroking the base of her neck.

  “Tell me what you want, Kaelynn.”

  “Kiss me,” she panted.

  Smiling, I asked, “Where?”

  Her entire body turned red as she tugged my head closer to where she wanted my mouth.

  “Say it.”

  Shaking her head, her teeth sank into her lip. “I can’t.”

  Moving in closer, I licked
through the curls, flicking her clit. She gasped.

  “Nash. I’ve never . . .”

  I stopped and looked up at her. My heart already pounded in my chest, now it beat so loud I could hardly think. “You’ve never what?”

  Kaelynn swallowed hard. “Oral sex. I’ve never done this with anyone.”

  “Are you saying you’re a virgin?” I asked, a part of me hoping like hell she would say yes.

  She shook her head. “No . . . no . . . I’ve just never let a man do this before. It never felt right with anyone.”

  A wide grin spread over my face, almost coming myself at the challenge that I was most assuredly up for. “Good. I’ll be your first . . . and your last.”

  The way her eyes turned dark and hungry had me nearly losing my self-control. Lifting her leg, I placed it over my shoulder and kept my gaze locked on hers as I licked her again. Long and slow.

  Kaelynn grasped at the table that was next to her. “Shit,” she gasped out.

  “I’m just getting started, baby. Pace yourself.”

  Moving my tongue softly and slowly, I watched as Kaelynn came. When her legs started to give out, I stood and picked her up, carrying her over to the bed.

  Her entire body glowed as I grabbed the condom and put it next to her on the bed. I wasn’t done exploring her. I needed to know what she liked, all the ways I could make her come simply by touching or licking her.

  Cupping one breast, I sucked her hardened, dark nipple, while pinching and pulling the other one between my thumb and finger. Kaelynn arched her body and grabbed my ass, pulling me closer to her. Her legs spread and she moaned when I let my dick rub against her opening.

  “I can’t . . . think,” she mumbled.

  I moved my attention to her other nipple as my finger slipped inside of her as deep as I could.

  “Yes,” she hissed out, jerking her hips to get me to move.

  “So pushy,” I breathed against her mouth.

  Kaelynn pushed her hands into my hair, pulling my mouth harder on hers, exploring the taste of herself as she groaned and hooked her leg over mine.

  “I need to feel you, Nash. Don’t make me beg.”

  Her hazel eyes looked glassy, as if she was in a euphoria she didn’t want to leave. I wanted to stay lost in them forever. I wanted to keep doing these things to her and making her look and sound the way she did right now.