Seduce Me

by Kelly Elliott

  When our kiss broke apart, Tucker placed his head on my forehead. “I forgot some things. Like a photographer. A marriage license. And a wedding band.”

  Smiling, I let out a contented sigh. “Nash was taking pictures with his camera. We can get the license tomorrow, and I don’t need a wedding band to tell me that I’m yours.”

  “God, do you have any idea how happy you make me? We’ve come a long way, haven’t we?”

  “And it’s only just the beginning.”

  With a sexy smile, Tucker took a few steps away, keeping my hands in his.

  “I’m going to seduce the fuck out of you tonight.”

  My breath caught in my throat, and the only thing I could do was let out a moan and count down the minutes.

  STANDING IN THE kitchen, I forced a smile as I listened to Blake talk about some caving adventure he was about to go on. Blake had always been interested in caves—both unexplored and explored—and it was usually pretty interesting stuff. Right now though, I just wanted to take my wife into my arms.

  My wife.

  Holy shit, that sounded crazy. It had me thinking about all the times over the years I had wished Charlie was mine, and now she was.

  “Tucker, did you even hear a word a said?”

  Drifting my gaze over to Blake, I frowned. “What was that?”

  He chuckled and shook his head. “Dude, why don’t you just kick everyone out of here and get on with it already. The way you’re looking at Charlie is getting sort of creepy.”

  Nash slapped my back. “He’s right. Let me clear everyone out of here and y’all can spend the rest of the night together.”

  “That sounds great, but can I talk to you for a minute?” I asked Nash.

  He pulled his brows in tight but then smiled and looked over at Blake. “Sure. If that’s how you want to spend your honeymoon, but I think Charlie will have something to say about that.”

  I motioned for him to follow me into the office that was just down the hall from Charlie’s bedroom. Even though Charlie rarely worked from home, her office here at the condo was almost as set up as the one at CMI.

  Shutting the door, I rubbed the back of my neck and figured out the best way to say this to my best friend.

  “What’s going on?” he asked. “Is everything okay?”

  “Yes. God, yes. I wanted to thank you for everything you did today. I mean, I called you and you dropped everything to help me out and I’ll never forget that. I couldn’t have done this without you.”

  Nash smiled. His dark hair looked like he had run his hands through it a million times. The scruff on his face was overgrown, another indication of how busy my best friend’s life was. Yet he always made time for me, and that was something I would never forget.

  “It’s a good thing I’m my own boss. Well, I guess Dad’s really the boss.”

  I gave him a grin.

  “You doing okay? What, with Lily here and everything?”

  “Yeah.”

  His voice sounded like he meant it, but his dark brown eyes said something else.

  “I know it’s hard. I remember those first few times I had to be around Charlie. It felt like my heart was being ripped out.”

  Nash glanced down at the floor and let out a gruff laugh. “Yeah. It feels something like that. I want her to be happy, Tucker. I really do. She talked to me earlier tonight. You know when I told you I thought I would be able to forgive her?”

  “Yeah, I remember.”

  “She started talking all this nonsense about how she was only with Mark because of the sex and that she still loved me and asked if I thought we had a chance.”

  My eyes widened in shock. Shit. My sister was messed up more than I thought.

  “What did you say?” I asked.

  “The truth. That I didn’t think I would ever be able to trust her, and that I clearly wasn’t giving her the things she wanted or needed. I also reminded her she was carrying another man’s baby, and then she started coming on to me.”

  “Fuck.” My hands scrubbed down my face. I didn’t really want to hear these kinds of things about my baby sister, but I knew Nash needed someone to talk to. Blake wouldn’t give two shits, and Jim was caught up in his own bubble of happiness with Terri.

  “Dude, I’m sorry. It’s got to be the hormones or something that’s making her that way.”

  Nash let out a fake laugh. “Yeah. Must be. Anyway, I told her no, things would never work out between us now and that we needed to focus on just being friends like we’d agreed to.”

  Clutching his shoulder, I gave it a squeeze. “I know that was hard, but you’re going to be okay.”

  “Yeah. I know, but it will be a cold day in hell when I let someone else in.”

  With a sympathetic smile, I added, “Famous last words, dude. Famous last words.”

  Thirty minutes later and Nash had Charlie’s place cleared out of everyone but him and my mother.

  “Thank you so much, Patty, for all this food.”

  Giving Charlie a bear hug and whispering something into her ear, my mother proudly declared it was all her pleasure.

  “I love an excuse for any kind of party. I’m glad you were able to pull this together, son. It was simply beautiful!”

  With a hug and then a kiss on the cheek, I replied, “Me too, Mom. Me. Too.”

  “You kids have fun!” Nash called out as he headed out the door and to the elevator, escorting my mother with him.

  “Bye! Thank you for everything!” Charlie called out.

  Love you!” I added.

  Nash hit the elevator and then turned to me. “Love you too, bro.”

  My mother chuckled and playfully hit Nash as she said, “I love both of you.”

  I watched as Charlie’s eyes filled with tears. Pulling her back into the room, I shut the door and then pushed her against it. She was still dressed in her wedding gown, and my dick was finally allowed to come out and play.

  “Jesus Christ, I’ve been aching to touch you.”

  Her teeth sank into her lip as she looked up at me through lust-filled eyes.

  “Touch away, Mr. Middleton.”

  Taking her hands, I pushed them over her head and pressed them against the door while my mouth explored her neck.

  “I intend to, Mrs. Middleton.”

  She groaned.

  “Feel good?”

  “So good.”

  Smiling against her skin, I licked up her neck and pressed my lips to hers.

  “You taste amazing.”

  Her body arched to get more contact with mine.

  “Tucker! Please. I’ve been dying since this morning to have you. Don’t make me wait another second. I’ll have you know that on my last bathroom break I ditched my panties, and I’m pretty sure you haven’t removed my garter belt.”

  It was my turn to groan.

  “Fucking hell.”

  Dropping to my knees, I gathered up the dress and went under it. Lifting her leg, I put it over my shoulder and didn’t wait to run my tongue up her folds and to her clit.

  “Oh God, yes!”

  Charlie came so fast I nearly finished in my own pants like I was a sixteen-year-old teenager getting his rocks off for the first time.

  “Tucker. Bedroom!”

  Standing, I scooped her up into my arms and carried her though the house. Mr. Pootie, who was stripped out of his tux, took off in front of me.

  “No way, cat! Out!” I yelled as he darted into the bedroom.

  “He’s fine!” Charlie panted as she attempted to get the buttons of my dress shirt undone.

  “Charlie, I have performance anxiety when he’s in here. You don’t understand the struggle.”

  She stopped and looked at me. Her nose was crinkled up in the most adorable way. It made me fall in love with her even more. Damn it, I couldn’t resist her tonight of all nights.

  “Fuck the cat. I just want to be inside you.”

  With a giggle, she went back to work on the buttons. Setting
her down, I ripped them off and pulled my shirt off.

  “Turn around,” I demanded.

  When she did and I looked at how many fucking buttons were on her dress, I let out a groan.

  “Can I just make love to you with the dress on?”

  “No!”

  I rolled my eyes and got to work on unbuttoning the beautiful gown.

  “Will you wear this at our pretend wedding?” I asked, kissing her skin as it was exposed.

  “Our pretend wedding?” she asked while glancing over her shoulder.

  “Yeah. Our real wedding was tonight. I mean, we still have to get the marriage license, but in my eyes … we’re married.”

  She grinned as she tossed me another look over her shoulder.

  “I agree and no. This dress was just for us. I’m not even sure I want to have another wedding.”

  My fingers stilled on the buttons. “What? Why?”

  Turning to face me, Charlie placed her hand on my cheek, her eyes meeting mine. “Because this wedding was everything I ever dreamed of and perfect in every single way. We don’t need to put on a for-show wedding.”

  “But.”

  Her finger went to my lips. “Finish taking off my dress, Tucker. I want you to make love to me. Plus, I have a gift from Terri I’m supposed to put on.”

  “No! Not something else I have to take off!”

  She slapped me on the chest and shook her head before turning back around. When the last button was undone, Charlie let the dress fall and it pooled around her feet, leaving her standing in nothing. When she stepped out of the dress, I expected her to move toward me. Instead, she picked up the dress, draped it over the chair, and grabbed a large box.

  “Be right back!” she called out.

  “Ugh! Charleston!”

  I did what any other male would do—I got naked and laid on the bed. The events of today came crashing down on me. Everything from Lindsey and her crazy claims that I was the father of her baby to trying to plan a wedding in a few hours. Exhaustion moved over me fast. I closed my eyes and felt my body relaxing.

  “Is my husband too tired for sex?”

  I grinned and said, “Hell no.”

  “Then open your eyes and see the present your wife is giving you.”

  Sitting up, I opened my eyes and my mouth dropped open.

  “Jesus,” I hissed as I let my gaze roam over Charlie.

  She stood at the end of the bed dressed in a light blue lace bra … if you could call it that. It was a piece of fabric that went across her tits and barely covered her nipples. In the middle of it was a bow. Moving my eyes down, I saw a thinner piece of satin with another bow, and then a pair of see-through blue lace panties with another bow.

  When my eyes finally moved back up her body, our gazes met.

  “I’m going to guess you have to unwrap me.”

  Getting off the bed, I made my way over to her. Her cheeks turned a bright pink, and her chest moved with each breath as she anticipated my touch.

  “I should probably tell you, I never was the type of person to carefully open a package. I tend to like to rip the bows off and toss them to the side.”

  Lifting my hands, I ran my thumbs over her tight nipples, causing us both to let out a strained moan.

  “Tucker,” Charlie whimpered.

  “Oh baby. You are driving me insane.”

  Her head dropped back, exposing her neck to me. “Do something about it then.”

  Her command had me ripping the bows off her body and watching the strings of fabric fall to the floor. When I dropped to my knees, I kissed her stomach while sliding her panties off.

  “Get on the bed, Charlie.”

  Scrambling backward, Charlie scooted up the bed and dropped onto the pillows.

  My cock was so hard; I knew the moment I slipped inside her I would be fighting not to come.

  Kissing from her toes up her legs, to her stomach, each breast, her neck, and finally to her mouth, Charlie reached between us and guided me right to her warm, wet entrance. Slipping in, I let out a growl from the back of my throat and buried my face into her neck.

  Charlie’s hands moved over my body lightly, yet they left a burning sensation in their wake. I moved slowly; our mouths pressed together as we kissed and moaned. My heart beat so fast that at times I thought I might pass out.

  It felt like this was the first time all over again. I definitely wasn’t going to last long.

  When I circled my hips, Charlie arched her back and called out my name in pleasure. She gripped my dick like a vise, which sent me tumbling right over the edge with her.

  “Oh God!” I grunted as I poured myself into her and she called out my name.

  “Best fucking day of my life,” I panted as I kissed my beautiful wife.

  After a shower and another round of sex, this time pure fucking, Charlie and I collapsed into bed. I wrapped my arms around her body and pulled her flush against me.

  “By the way, I’m paying you back for that money you gave Lindsey.”

  “Okay.”

  Drawing back to stare at the back of her head, I asked, “Okay? That’s it? You’re not going to argue with me?”

  “Nope,” she replied in a sleepy voice.

  I kissed the back of her head and said, “Good.”

  “Are you happy, Charlie?”

  Moving in my arms, she rolled on her side and faced me. Her smile was infectious, and I soon wore one of my own.

  “Never been so happy.”

  “It’s been a crazy few months. Hard to believe that Christmas is in a few days.”

  Her fingertip traced my jawline. “I know. What do you want for Christmas?”

  “I already got my gift. What do you want?”

  With a gleam in her eye, she chewed on her lip before saying, “A puppy.”

  “A puppy?”

  “Yes! We can bring her to work with us, I mean, switch days, and you’d probably have to have her more especially when she got bigger.”

  “A puppy?”

  Nodding like a little girl, she jutted out her lip and said, “Pwease.”

  Laughing, I grabbed her and rolled her on top of me. She squirmed and lifted her brows.

  “So is it me or the puppy who has you excited?”

  “It’s all you, baby. All you.”

  “So … is that a yes?”

  I reached up and cupped her face in my hands. “If you want it to be a yes, then it’s a yes. Mr. Pootie is going to have a brother or sister.”

  Charlie let out a girly scream and then lifted her body off me before sliding over my cock.

  “If this is your way of saying thank you, we can get as many animals as you want.”

  “Good, I was thinking a few goats.” She lifted up and dropped back down, causing us both to gasp.

  “A horse.” She did it again, and this time I moaned with the feel of her on me.

  “Or two.”

  Grabbing her hips, I stilled her.

  “Just keep fucking me and I’ll agree to whatever you want, baby. We can become like Noah and get two of everything for all I care. Just keep doing what you are doing. Just. Like. That.”

  Charlie winked and did exactly that.

  WALKING INTO THE office, I couldn’t wipe the smile from my face if I wanted to. Marge sat at her desk, and on the other side of the room was Lacy Stark.

  “Good morning, ladies.”

  Marge lifted her gaze and eyed me with caution.

  “Good morning, Ms. Monroe.”

  “When we are up here, Lacy, it’s Charlie. Everywhere outside of here or in front of other employees, it’s Ms. Monroe.”

  I stopped at my door and let out a chuckle before turning and saying. “Actually, it’s now Mrs. Middleton.”

  Marge nodded, not really paying attention to what I said.

  “Robert Hapner and Lynn from HR are in your office like you asked, and wait a minute, what did you say?”

  Lacy jumped up. “What did you do on your half-d
ay of hooky?”

  Marge looked at her surprised, and then she swung her gaze back to me.

  “I got married, but I’ll tell you both about it when I take you to lunch later. For now, I have someone’s ass to chew out.”

  “There’s the Charlie I know and love,” Marge stated. “Also, those tests results came back early. I’m not sure how much you paid them, but they put a rush on the rush.”

  Winking, I took in a deep breath and let it out. I wasn’t the least bit worried. “Thanks, Marge. Come into my office in exactly three minutes.”

  “Only three, huh? Took your father six.”

  “This won’t take long, trust me.”

  Opening the door to my office, a gentleman a few years older than me jumped up.

  “Ms. Monroe, what do I owe this pleasure of meeting with you about?”

  He went to sit as I rounded my desk.

  “Don’t bother sitting down, Hapner. This is going to be quick. I’m sure you heard by now that Ms. Stark is now one of my executive assistants.”

  He adjusted his tie. “Yes, I’m not going to lie; I wasn’t aware she was looking to move within the company.”

  Lacy’s employee file sat on my desk. I glanced over to Lynn, who was sitting at the conference table. Focusing back on the file, I flipped it open and went through the papers quickly.

  “How is that possible when she has put in for four promotions in the last … let’s see, two years?”

  Hapner’s face went white.

  “Ms. Stark wasn’t ready for those types of assignments.”

  “Really?”

  “I disagree with you. I think the reason she didn’t get the promotions was because you liked looking at her ass too much.”

  “Excuse me?”

  Standing, I placed my hands on my desk and leaned forward.

  “I will not stand for this type of behavior in my company. If I so much as hear someone whisper that you’re looking at them the wrong way, I’ll have you out on your ass so fast you won’t know what hit you.”

  “Ms. Monroe, there must be some sort of misunderstanding. I respect Ms. Stark very much and would never treat her that way.”

  “Good. Then you’ll feel the same way about your new administrative assistant.”

  Turning back to Lynn, I raised a brow and she nodded.