Mix'n Business With Pleasure

by Hadley Raydeen

  “I agreed to meet you tonight.” Her voice sounded foreign to her as she spoke in between sighs and gasps. One of his hands moved over her rear and the other worked at freeing her from her suit jacket as his lips continued to suck and lick at her quickened pulse. She felt his strong erection pressing against her middle, straining through his jeans. She closed her eyes enjoying the feeling of all of him wrapped around her somehow. The feel of his strong body holding her up with little effort, but still working wonders with skillful fingers and lips. Every inch of her was at high alert. Wanting more, needing to feel his touch.

  “I-I have to give Russell an update. He’s already called me last night and today. We can’t halt construction without a reason.”

  “We will have an update for him when he returns from London. They are just taking lunch, baby, not an extended leave of absence from the project.”

  She felt the air at her exposed breasts clad only in the thinnest of silks and lace.

  “I knew you didn’t have anything under this jacket.” He pulled back to look at her.

  “You had to see for yourself?” she asked as his fingers played at the opening of her jacket.

  “I’ve been dying to see for myself,” he whispered, almost in reverence.

  “And?” she asked, with trepidation.

  “You do not disappoint, Ms. Thomas.” His hand dipped between the folds of her jacket taking the weight of her breast in his hand. His thumb flicked over the sensitive nub pressing against the dainty material. A jolt of pleasure coursed through her already aroused body and a moan caught in her throat, then escaped her lips.

  “Oh, you like that, don’t you, baby?” His warm words spoke next to her ear.

  She shook her head slowly as he ran slow circles over her responsive nipple.

  “I would love to take this into my mouth. Imagine my tongue right here, baby.” He ran his thumb slowly over her nipple, unrelenting. Again, her head fell back at the feel of him. He took the sensitive skin of her ear into his mouth, earring stud and all, and sucked slowly. His skillful mouth and hands worked her into a tizzy, and he hadn’t even touched her hot spots yet. She was in trouble. She had a need too…plain and simple. She needed it with him. But she couldn’t help but think about what Robert had told her about watching out for Jaxon. She wondered what that was about. Now of all times while he was doing delicious, sexy things to her body, she had to remember what her ex had warned her about.

  “You are closing off on me, Bevin. I see it in your eyes. Where is that beautiful mind wandering off to? You don’t want this as much as I do?”

  Not wanting to give Robert or her apprehension a second thought, she slid her shaky hand between their bodies. Finding the solid rod between his legs, she rubbed his length through his jeans. He lowered his forehead to hers. “Dangerous territory, sexy face.”

  “You can give, but you can’t get?” she dared him.

  “You can bet your ass I can give and give some more, baby.”

  “I’m sure you can. But I don’t play fair either.” She splayed fingers over his member the best she could through jeans. “Since you won’t play by the rules, I have just have one request.”

  “Anything, for you, Bevin.”

  “Let me wear your hard hat.”

  Chapter 17

  He picked the hard hat up he’d placed on the nearest workbench and transferred it onto her head. She spread her hand up and over his hard chest, over his shoulders and down his arm anchoring her body to his. She had a feeling she was in for a rough ride. He pressed her body close to his and dipped his head to claim her mouth. A moan escaped as she allowed him to set the pace. He dropped his kiss along her jaw and down her throat. Backing her against a neighboring wall, she tilted her head slightly to allow him better access. He wasted no time continuing his journey, working down her neck, over her flushed chest to her erect nipple. He cupped the large globe in his hand lifting it to meet his ravenous mouth. He licked, sucked and kissed her sensitive nub through lace, suckling at her like he couldn’t get enough. She moaned her pleasure, trying to watch him enjoy her body. But the more he savored her, the more she grew weak in his arms. Liquid pleasure pooled in her panties. Her nipples stood at attention for him. She wanted to press them together to allow him to feast on both at one time. Just when she thought the other had been forgotten, he switched tactics and engorged the other nipple. She lost fingers in his dark mane of hair encouraging him to press closer, and to take her deeper.

  “Yes, Jaxon. Just like that. Oh my God… yes, baby.” Her other hand worked at his jeans quickly removing the buckle. She raked fingers from his hair to help in removing his buckle and snap the button on his low-hanging jeans. He moved from her briefly to allow her to unzip him. She worked her hands in the waistband and looked up to meet his dark blue gaze, shining with mischief.

  “This is a dirty worksite, baby. Do you want to mess up that pretty suit?”

  She looked over her short skirt suit and back up at him. “You already have it half way off my body, Jax.”

  “If I had my way, you would be completely naked in my bed.” His low growl caused the wet heat between her legs to increase.

  “Promises, promises,” she teased.

  “I’ll show you tonight.” He kissed her mouth again reaching for the hem of her skirt as he slid the material up her thigh. “Lace bra and silk stockings. I’m over here unwrapping my favorite kind of present. Are you trying to drive me insane?” His fingers toyed with the top of her lace thigh highs.

  “Not purposely,” she answered under a coy smug smile and batting eyelashes.

  “Too late. Whether you mean it or not, you got me.” He lifted her leg and wrapped a silk stocking clad leg around his waist. He pushed his center against her wet panties, now exposed to his middle. His length massaged against her sensitive clit through dainty material. She closed her eyes enjoying the friction of his sex, clothed but hard and very erect. She pushed down on the waist of his jeans, taking his boxers with them until his erection peeked over the top. She reached between their bodies helping him free his length until he was fully exposed. She eyed his impressive member and continued massaging him. He slipped a hand under her skirt palming her sex through her panties.

  “You’re so wet, baby. You like this?” He nibbled her ear while finding her clit through her panties. He gently massaged her.

  The intensity of their movements and his hands on her sensitive bud caused her to lose herself. She moved her hips against his hand needing more…wanting more of him right now. “Jax, please,” she mewed against his lips as he took her mouth again.

  She stroked his dick and he growled in her mouth. “Yea, baby, touch me just like that. That feels good.” He peeled her panties to the side.

  “I want you inside of me,” she sighed against him.

  “You have me in your hands, baby. You put me where you want me.” Both his hands slid over her hips and found her ass. He hoisted her body between him and the wall behind them. She guided his mushroom head to her wet center guiding him in as he lowered her body onto his. Her mouth fell open at the sudden invasion of her body. He waited a minute for both of them to take in the feeling and newness of their connection. He slowly moved up and in her and she held on to his shoulders and used them as anchors to move her body in rhythm with his, writhing her hips and enjoying the feel of him moving in and out of her wanting body.

  The movements were slow at first and as urgency built within each of them, he picked up the pace and she was there to match him, thrust for thrust. She wanted it just as much as he did and she wasn’t going to let up or back down until she got what they both wanted.

  “Oh, Jaxon, I’m going to come,” she panted, continuing to move over him, unable to stop the rhythm now even if she tried. He thrust up and in her one last time. That is all it took before her body convulsed and shattered against him. He held on to her as she moaned incomprehensible things in his ear. She didn’t even know what she was saying, but she knew ho
w her body vibrated and shivered in his embraced. He did this. He made her want more of him. He pulled from her body, moaning in pleasure.

  “Damn, you feel so good. Fuck, Bevin.” He released her to the floor.

  She started buttoning her jacket and pulling her skirt into place.

  “What are you doing?” he rasped, adjusting his pants.

  “I’m trying to get dressed before anyone catches us,” she explained, righting her clothes.

  “No no. Come on, baby, don’t do that.” He pulled her body to his, burying his face into the top of her hair and hugging her frame tight.

  “What are you talking about?” she asked, looking away from him.

  “We are way past the shy and elusive back and forth, Bevin. Damn it. We just…fucked in the middle of a construction zone. Talk about christening the place, right? You can’t cool out on me now.” He cupped her chin and lifted her face to his. “You are amazing, baby. I’m wildly drawn to you. I want to explore what’s going on here between you and me. We need to talk about it.”

  “Now isn’t the time,” she said, looking nervously at the door.

  “Are the guys back?”

  “They are coming back across the street,” she said, stepping from him.

  “There is no way in hell that was thirty minutes,” he growled. “Someone is going to pay for that.” He kicked sawdust over the evidence of his orgasm on the floor. He took her arm.

  “Come to my house tonight. We will finish this. I promise you, you’ll have no doubt in your mind about us.”

  “We can talk about this later, okay?” she hissed.

  “Say you’re still coming over later.” He pushed the envelope right before his foreman reached them.

  “Fine,” she said quietly, pulling away from Jaxon.

  “So over here,” Jaxon said loudly before they were joined by the crew, “will be the break room for the Marketing Department.”

  “Really? Looks like a big space.” She played the game with him, moving farther into the open space with him.

  Frank approached them eyeing them and smirking. He obviously knew they were both full of shit. “Hey, boss. Sorry we are back so soon, but there was a small grease fire and they got everyone out.” As to confirm his story, they could hear the approaching fire trucks outside the building. “No major damage; they got it in time.”

  “Did the guys eat?”

  “Yes. Some of the guys brought their food back over though to finish up.”

  “That is fine. Have them finish up their meal and then back to work.”

  Frank’s gaze moved back to Bevin quickly. “Ma’am.” He nodded, acknowledging her before leaving to carry about Jaxon’s orders.

  She wanted to crawl under the nearest… well, anything. She was sure he knew what they were up to.

  They had a moment of alone time as the guys finished up their lunch and got back to work. He pulled her outside and around the building away from prying eyes. He cornered her against the building. Backing her body against the wall, he lifted her chin bringing her mouth to his. He kissed her quickly, but with an intense urgency. She understood his desire for her; she felt it, too. This was more than just a quickie on the job site. He wanted her in the bedroom to explore and she mirrored his sentiment. He stared deep into her eyes. She saw the lust for her there.

  “I’ll text you my address.” His voice was gravelly.

  “Okay,” she said, breathless from his kiss.

  He ran fingertips over her face. “I’ll give you a daily update from now on, Bevin. I don’t know if coming to the site is safe for either of us.”

  “Physically or emotionally?” she asked, knowing what he meant but wanting him to say it.

  “I have a trail of come in there covered by sawdust, baby. It’s all of the above. You do crazy things to me and I can’t have that on the worksite. I do, however, need this body anywhere else I can get it.” He ran a hand over her plump ass and squeezed. “My place...yours... the office.” As he cupped her chin with his other hand lifting her mouth to meet his, he grazed her lips.

  “Jax,” she laughed, “No.”

  “I will have you in your office, Bevin.”

  “No, you won’t.”

  “Okay, Russell’s office.”

  She laughed out loud. “Oh my God, you are a mess. We shouldn’t be doing this.” She shook her head.

  But he took that minute to capture her lips with his again. “You know my guys knew exactly what we were up to, right?”

  “No, they couldn’t… could they?” she asked, looking around him to see if anyone was coming.

  “You still have my yellow hard hat on, Bevin.”

  “Shit. But it’s a construction site. I have to be safe.”

  He quieted her protests with a kiss and she allowed him to take a minute to explore. He broke the lip lock slowly, taking the hat from her head; he placed it back on his. “I’ll see you tonight, beautiful.”

  Chapter 18

  Bevin finished her day of work video messaging Russell and giving him an update on the progress of the site. “It looks amazing. Jax and his guys are really doing a great job.”

  Russell tilted his head over the screen and regarded her with a knowing grin. “Is the building the only thing he is doing an amazing job on, Bevin?”

  “I’m sorry? What are you talking about?”

  “I know that look. I’ve seen it in other women…and men before. Jax is interested in you.”

  “Russell, really?” She knew her face was red as fire. She could feel the tiny inferno building up her neck and into her cheeks.

  Russell nodded, but his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. Alarm bells went off.

  “How do you know if he is? And what aren’t you telling me, Russ?”

  “Well, I could ask you the same thing, Bevin.”

  “I don’t understand.”

  “Did you meet up with Robert the other day?” he asked, getting right to the point.

  Bevin grew quiet and her mind quickly went into overdrive trying to think how Russell could possibly know this information when he was all the way in London. There was no way Robert would try to bridge the gap with him now especially when he was trying to use her as a buffer at lunch time. That could only leave one person. Jaxon.

  What she did in her personal time wasn’t really Russell’s business, but since he had been with her through her professional growth and coached her through the train wreck, otherwise known as her heart and emotions after Robert crushed her heart, she owed him the truth. She hated he had to bring it to her though. She hadn’t meant to keep it from him. It just…happened. But why would Jaxon feel the need to tattle? He knew nothing about what had happened between her and Robert. It made no sense. He hadn’t even mentioned it to her this afternoon while they were… otherwise occupied. Her cheeks heated thinking about the way he pressed into her in their new unfinished office space and took what they both wanted.

  She cleared her throat. “Yes, he texted and asked if I was free for lunch. I can almost guarantee he didn’t share that information with you so I can’t imagine why it came up in conversation with Jaxon.”

  “Jaxon called me.”

  “What! Why on earth would he call you about this?”

  “Now, Bevin. I told you this man cares about you. He had concerns about Robert meeting you and wanted to know what the story was between you two. Seems Robert led him to believe you were still lovers.”

  “He could have asked me the question. I mean for God’s sake, I just saw him.”

  “Would you have answered truthfully?”

  She had to think about it for only a second. Sharing her past was not something she was comfortable doing; especially when she was developing feelings for Jaxon.

  “Hell, he asked, but I didn’t really answer him,” she admitted.

  “And he asked Robert and he answered him like only Robert can. He skirts the damn truth every chance he gets. Maybe you should have a conversation with Jaxon and be trut
hful about your past. It will show his character if he still cares about you despite the ups and downs you’ve been through.”

  “What did you tell him about Robert and me? He came to you for answers, after all.”

  “His questions were more about Robert and how he was as a person. He knew his name,

  but not him. I told him briefly about my experience with Robert, none of which were pleasant. I told him the two of you were involved at one time, but he would have to get those details from you. He doesn’t trust Robert and I can’t say I blame him.”

  “Funny because Robert said he didn’t trust Jaxon. He warned me more than once to watch myself with him and even called while I was out to drinks with him.”

  “Why would Robert not trust Jaxon? Do they know each other?” Russell asked.

  “I was going to ask you.”

  “Not that I know of. Jaxon told me he didn’t know him.”

  “Well, I intend to get to the bottom of this. I’m meeting Jaxon tonight.”

  Russell chuckled. “I think you are more interested in this man than you are letting on. But I hope you are careful. I don’t want you to get hurt. I think there are some things about both of these men we don’t quite know all the details on.”

  She didn’t know exactly what those things were, but she sure the hell would find out. Jaxon and she would have a serious talk.

  She said her goodbyes to Russell and clicked the button to end the video. Taking a big breath, she left her perch and walked to the mini-bar in her office and poured a glass of Chianti. It was too long of a day, between work and the fact she could not hide her feelings for Jaxon. Her body betrayed her every time she tried. And now with this extra level of mystery with him, she didn’t know what she would do. She did have feelings for him, but if she found out there was something about him he wasn’t telling her, she wouldn’t be able to trust him. She couldn’t go through that again. It was the exact thing that tore her and Robert apart; the lies and manipulation.