Illicit

by Opal Carew

  “Spontaneous enough for you?” he asked.

  She nodded, uncertain she could speak without a quiver in her voice. She pushed herself upright and grabbed her water, then took a sip.

  The waiter returned seconds later.

  Oh, God, please don’t let him have noticed Connor gliding up from under the table.

  But the waiter made no indication of noticing anything out of the ordinary.

  “Are you ready for your entrée?” he asked.

  “Yes, please. That last course stimulated my appetite.” Connor grinned.

  “Of course, sir.”

  The waiter left again and Lindsay slumped back against the seat. “Connor, you’re terrible.”

  “Really? You can’t tell me you didn’t like that.”

  “That’s true.” Erik sipped his wine and winked at her. “Both Travis and I saw clear evidence that you enjoyed it.”

  “If you really didn’t enjoy it, then”—Connor lifted the tablecloth again—“I should give it another try.”

  She giggled, still a little giddy from the orgasm. “You really are terrible. In an utterly delightful way.”

  “I bet he’s wet your appetite for more.” Travis winked at her.

  Connor grinned. “Yes, definitely wet.” He leaned in close and nuzzled her neck.

  She straightened up as she saw the waiter approach. He set a plate in front of her with a thick round steak, some small roast potatoes, and a bundle of asparagus wrapped in bacon. She gazed at the beautifully arranged food and waited in anticipation while the waiter placed plates in front of her companions.

  The men were certainly treating her like someone special.

  * * *

  Erik stared at the orange and mauve sky as the sun sank below the horizon. He was still unsettled by the conversation about his father. He had always wished his father had loved him for who he was rather than trying to mold him into another version of himself.

  A hand brushed his sleeve. He turned to see Lindsay gazing at him.

  “Are you okay?”

  He smiled. “Of course.”

  Her lovely blue eyes, so full of kindness and concern, almost made him believe that she could be the one who would love him no matter what. Whether he had money or not. Despite having a quirky ability that sent most women running for the hills.

  But he knew better. He just wasn’t meant to have a long-term relationship with a woman. Even when he was sure it would all work out, it didn’t. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy being with a woman from time to time. Especially a sexy, delightful woman like Lindsay.

  He watched her take a bite of steak from her fork, her soft pink lips wrapping around the metal tines, then the fork slipping from her mouth. Her curved, feminine jawline moved as she chewed, making her lips seem to caress each other. He could imagine gliding his tongue between those lips and slipping into her silky warm mouth.

  The memory of her in orgasm while Connor licked her sweet pussy, and the knowledge that she was still wet with arousal made it very difficult to concentrate on his steak. All he wanted to taste right now was her. He was sure Travis was in the same state—probably Connor, too, even though he’d tasted her only moments ago—because they both tucked into their steaks with a diligent concentration to finish quickly.

  Erik took his last bite and placed his knife and fork on his plate. Lindsay continued eating, only half done. A moment later, she glanced around and noticed all the men were finished, while she still had half her dinner left. She finished her asparagus, then put down her fork with a smile.

  “I think I’ll need a doggy bag.”

  Travis glanced around and the waiter approached the table promptly.

  “The check, please.”

  “Of course, sir.”

  By the time Erik had signed the credit card slip, his cock was aching at the thought of what was to come. He slid out of the booth, then offered his arm when she stood up. She rested her soft hand on his arm and accompanied him from the restaurant, on the heels of Travis and Connor.

  * * *

  “I’ll drive,” Connor offered, and Travis handed him the keys.

  “I sit in the back with Lindsay.” Erik ignored Travis’ disappointed expression and opened the back passenger door for Lindsay, then got in the other side.

  As soon as he sat beside her and closed the door, he glanced at her long, sexy legs so close to his and remembered Connor sliding under the table, and imagined what Connor had been doing to her. How he must have slid his hand up those silky thighs and spread them apart, then pressed his tongue to her slick flesh. Her sweet pussy was probably still wet.

  He longed to glide his hand under her skirt to find out. But a bigger desire pushed through him. He slid his arm around her and drew her close. He needed to feel her lips on his. To feel her in his arms.

  She gazed up at him and her silvery-blue eyes shone with a similar need. He drew her into his arms and her lips met his with enthusiasm. The heat of more than desire swept through him, knocking him off balance. He wanted her. But it was more than sex. More than mere lust.

  He wanted her. In his bed. In his life.

  The tip of her tongue teased his lips and he thrust his tongue into her mouth, needing to feel her around him.

  These feelings were so intense … so potent.… He had never wanted a woman this badly before.

  He knew he should pull away. Knew that this was dangerous to his happiness. But he didn’t want to. Not now. Tomorrow this would all end. She would leave and then it would just be him, Travis, and Connor again. Until the next time they decided to share a woman.

  He drove his tongue deeper, his lips moving on hers with passion, while he enjoyed her murmurs of pleasure and the softness of her in his arms.

  Why not enjoy it while she was here? He missed having a relationship with a woman. Having the same woman in his bed regularly. But he’d decided that kind of relationship wasn’t for him. Not in the long run. It led to pain and he didn’t need that.

  His heart clenched at the memory of Cyndi striding to the door, dragging her wheeled suitcase behind her. Before she had closed the door, with tears running from her eyes, she’d turned and told him how sorry she was. But she’d still left. She was the first woman he’d really loved and she’d broken his heart.

  Becci was the second, and her departure was even worse because she’d tried to take Travis and Connor with her. The intense need for Lindsay rushing through him right now was probably just a result of sensing her desires, making his feelings more intense than they actually were. After tomorrow, once Lindsay was gone, he’d be back to normal. But, damn it, he’d enjoy every last scrap of pleasure now, even the intensity of it—especially the intensity of it—augmented by her desires.

  Why not enjoy all the benefits of his gift?

  * * *

  Lindsay melted into the phenomenal kiss. Erik’s hands moved over her back, glided along her arms, then slid to her back again were drew her tighter to his body. Her nipples ached as her breasts as he crushed against his rock-hard chest.

  She’d thought he’d ravish her as soon as the car started moving, but she hadn’t expected this. She’d thought his hands would find her breasts and tease her to distraction, or slip under her skirt to explore the slickness left behind by the orgasm Connor had brought her to in the restaurant.

  This passionate merging of mouths, his tongue possessing her with deep, masterful strokes, left her absolutely breathless.

  The car stopped.

  “Hey, you two. We’re here,” Connor announced.

  She gazed at Erik. His midnight-blue eyes gleamed with desire.

  He smiled. “Now I have to walk across the lobby with this.” He took her hand and set it on the hard bulge in his pants.

  She giggled, still giddy from the tumultuous emotions swirling through her.

  She’d never been kissed like that before. She couldn’t drag her gaze from his. It had to mean something. Was he falling for her? Was she falling f
or him?

  Her heart swelled. Of course she was. She’d known it ever since she’d seen him in his police uniform. The attraction had been palpable. Even the first time she’d run into him in the elevator, she’d felt it. But even more than physical attraction, she was drawn to the man he was. His strong sense of duty. His sense of humor. And the way he made her feel.

  He opened the car door and offered his hand to help her from the car. She stepped out and he kept her hand enveloped in his as they followed Connor and Travis across the parking garage to the elevator.

  And it was amazing how he always seemed to know what she was thinking.

  She glanced at his profile. Did the way he’d been behaving mean that maybe there was a possible future? Would he give them a chance to explore a relationship that lasted longer than this weekend?

  The elevator doors opened and they stepped inside.

  Oh, man, she was getting way ahead of herself. She didn’t even know if she wanted to get into a relationship right now. After all, Glen had done a number on her self-esteem. Not only had she caught him with two other women, but she was pretty sure that he’d cheated on her several times before. Clearly, she had not been pretty enough or smart enough to keep him interested. And, when she’d caught him with the two women, he’d told her he’d done it because she was boring in bed.

  She smiled. There was nothing boring about what she’d been doing with Erik and the guys. In fact, being with them had undone some of the damage—not just from Glen, but everything in her life that had made her feel less than special. Audrey constantly criticized her hair, how she dressed, how she behaved.

  Even her job. Audrey thought that with a college education, Lindsay should be doing better than “filing papers,” as she put it. She didn’t realize that Lindsay actually managed a staff to track physical documents across a huge international corporation.

  Although the guys might tease her by calling her a librarian, she didn’t feel the need to prove herself to them. They seemed happy with her just the way she was.

  Lindsay, you are special.

  Erik’s words swelled through her, straight to her heart. He thought she was special. And around him—and Connor and Travis—she felt special. She would like to continue to feel that way.

  Lindsay gazed up at Erik. His eyes gleamed with need and he captured her lips again. When the elevator doors opened, he swept her into his arms and carried her into the penthouse and down the hall.

  When he entered the master bedroom and closed the door, she could hear Travis’ voice.

  “You know, it’s not fair that you get the woman again tonight.”

  Twelve

  Lindsay felt the soft pillow top of the mattress beneath her back as Erik laid her gently on the bed. Her gaze drifted to the giant bulge forming in his pants.

  “You’re driving me crazy, woman, looking at me like you could eat me up.”

  “Mmm. I could do exactly that.”

  “Okay, hold that thought.”

  He disappeared into the en suite bathroom and returned a few moments later with several condom packets in his hand. He fanned them out in front of her.

  “What flavor would you like?”

  She grinned. “Seriously? Flavored condoms?” She glanced at the different colored packets.

  From the labels on the plastic, she could see there was strawberry, chocolate, vanilla, grape, banana, cola, and mint. She plucked the grape one from his hand and ripped open the packet. The scent of grape tickled her nose.

  He raised an eyebrow. “Not chocolate?”

  She grinned as she unzipped his pants and reached inside for the hot, hard shaft. She drew it out and placed the purple condom on the end. “I’m feeling adventurous.” She rolled the condom down.

  Adventurous was becoming her usual behavior. No doubt about it, staying for this weekend was the best decision she’d made in a long time.

  She licked the tip of him and a grapey taste tingled her tongue. “Mmm. I like.”

  She wrapped her lips around him and drew his cock-head into her mouth, then sucked him like a popsicle.

  His hand clamped around her head, his fingers gliding through her hair.

  “Oh, God. Me, too.”

  She sucked him hard, loving the size of him in her mouth and the delightful novelty of a flavored cock. She glided down, taking him deep into her throat, then turned her head back and forth, rotating his cock inside her throat.

  “Oh, God, sweetheart. That’s … ahhh…”

  She squeezed him inside her mouth.

  “Incredible.”

  She slid the length of him, then dove deep again. Then she bobbed up and down, squeezing and licking him as she moved.

  “Mmm, you’re so tasty. I don’t think I want to stop.” She licked downward, past the condom and licked his balls. Gently, she drew one into her mouth, then the other as she stroked his cock with her hand.

  “Sweetheart, you are driving me wild.”

  She grinned. “Good. Because when I’m around you, I feel wild. And very sexy.”

  His hands grasped her arms and suddenly she found herself on her back with him above her.

  “That’s because you are wild and sexy.” His lips clamped onto hers and he kissed her until she was breathless, his tongue driving deep, then swirling inside her. “And I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

  He stripped of her clothes, then his and prowled over her again. His cock dragged along her stomach, then suddenly it glided inside her, filling her with his awesome length.

  “Oh, God, you feel so good inside me.” Her cheeks felt flushed and she could barely catch her breath. She wanted him to drive into her, again and again, until she screamed so loud the neighbors would complain. Or call the police.

  As he drew back slowly, his cock caressing her passage as it withdrew, she thought about the fact that Erik was a police officer and that thought sent a quiver through her. God, he probably had handcuffs around here somewhere.

  He stared down at her, surprise rippling across his features. And a definite gleam in his eye.

  God damn, but she was beginning to think the man could read her mind.

  Then he drove forward and all her thoughts scattered.

  She tightened around him, wanting him deep inside her. He thrust and thrust until she could barely catch her breath. Then the orgasm washed over her in an ecstatic wave.

  “Oh, God, yes.” She clung to him as she wailed long and loud.

  He kept driving into her. Deep and hard. Fast. Filling her. Driving up her pleasure until it exploded into total bliss. His arms tightened around her and he groaned his release.

  They lay gasping in each other’s arms. He rolled to her side, pulling her tight against him, as if he didn’t want to let her go. Which was fine with her because she wasn’t going anywhere.

  When she smiled and gazed up at him, her breath dissipated at the loving look in his eyes. Her heart swelled with happiness. After Glen, she’d decided there weren’t any guys out there worth getting involved with.

  Until now.

  * * *

  Erik held Lindsay tight to his chest, loving the feel of this woman against him. Her soft body against his hard one. Loving how they fit together.

  But, damn it, he didn’t want to be involved with a female. She would only hurt him in the end, just like all the others. He gazed at her glowing face and his heart ached.

  Not that she’d mean to. None of them had meant to hurt him, not even Becci. They just couldn’t handle what he could do.

  But what if he just told her? Right now. Blurted it out.

  Lindsay, I can read your sexual fantasies. When something arouses you, I can see it and feel it.

  You mean, you can read my thoughts? she’d probably ask, just like most of the women he’d told.

  No, it’s not like that. I just get images of what you imagine.

  Then he’d demonstrate. Get her fantasizing about something and tell her verbatim what she was imagining. That’s
when they usually freaked out. That’s when they feared he was digging around in their minds and they ended it. First Cyndi and then Becci.

  But what if Lindsay was different?

  As hope swelled in him, he remembered Cyndi. How he’d been so sure she was the one. How he’d believed she really loved him.

  But he’d been wrong. And the pain had been intense.

  With the powerful connection he felt with Lindsay, that pain would be even worse. If he allowed himself to believe they had a chance, and it fell apart …

  It would be devastating.

  He didn’t have to take that chance. What he had with Connor and Travis worked. And they had no problem with him knowing what aroused them, especially when he acted on it.

  Gazing at Lindsay’s beaming face, he did not want to ruin what they had left of this weekend. She was beautiful and happy. Sexy and wild. He didn’t want to lose a minute of that during this fantasy weekend. Then, when it was over tomorrow, he would say good-bye to her forever. Because if he didn’t, he’d be tempted to be an idiot and risk his heart.

  He cuddled her close and she sighed, her soft breath tickling his chest.

  “Don’t you have to take that wet thing off?” she asked, stroking down his stomach toward his limp cock. She toyed with the base of him and he knew, very soon, she’d have him hard again.

  He sat up and pulled the condom off, then wrapped it in a tissue and set it on the side table.

  He arched his eyebrow. “Is there a reason you want my cock naked again?”

  She wrapped her hand around it, and it twitched at the feel of her soft, delicate fingers. Then with a firm grip she began stroking.

  “I just want to see how many times I can keep you going. Unless you’d like me to call the other guys in. Maybe the three of you could put on a little show for me. You know, you suck Connor while Travis fucks Connor and sucks you.”

  He grinned. “I’m not sure if that would work. Position-wise, I mean.”

  “Hmm. If you lie down and…” She curled her body as if trying to work it out, then shrugged and sat up. “Well, I’m sure you’d work out something supremely erotic for me to watch.”