Chasing Happy (Texas Desires #1)

by Rylie Roberts

  Reed let her rise and surprisingly helped her up. He reached for his jacket, left a tip on the table, and escorted her out of the club. This time she stayed in front of him. His hands knew no boundaries as they roamed freely over her body as he guided her toward the exit. The driver was waiting right outside the door.

  Chapter 16

  He’d stuck with his Bentley instead of the limousine, and in this very moment, he deeply regretted that decision. Now, instead of having Lara straddling his lap, taking him to the root with that damn sexy dress shoved up to her waist, he was sitting a respectable distance away, holding her hand, trying to pretend he was cool, calm, and collected.

  Dammit, he wanted to fuck her.

  He forced himself to think of something other than her riding his dick. Unfortunately, his mind went completely blank to anything else going on in his life. What the hell had happened to him?

  Actually, it was the same thing that happened to Wallace tonight. He’d seen their dinner companion overtly doing everything in his power to gain Lara’s attention. He included her in the conversation, kept his eyes glued to her, and even tried to play footsie with her under the table. He knew that with all certainty, because the ass thought Reed’s leg was Lara’s. It was so obvious that even his stick-in-the-mud wife picked up on his advances. In fact, everyone in the restaurant had, with the exception of Lara herself.

  In the beginning, Reed fought the urge to give the guy a right hook. Then he decided Lara would never go for the likes of that fat old man. It took a full hour for Reed to see that Lara was oblivious to Wallace and concentrated her efforts on making those old biddies like her. Reed finally let it go and actually extended the length of dinner just to see if Lara ever picked up on what was so clearly in front of her face.

  Reed’s gut said Lara Hunter was morally so far above everyone at that table they couldn’t even begin to compete on her level. It would never occur to her to take on the role of mistress to a married man. Even with his own advances, she secured her position as his exclusive girlfriend neatly and efficiently before allowing herself to move forward in their relationship. More interestingly, Reed had only been too eager to follow her right down that path. He did manage to make a condition on her. Only then did a stroke of genius occur. He declared the condition of her availability. She had to be there for him. When she conceded that point, he felt like a prize fighter who’d just won the championship belt.

  “I can’t wait to get you alone,” he whispered. He watched her profile, moving the hair out of her face before bringing her knuckles to his lips for a simple kiss. She turned his way, giving him that tender look and soft smile that repeatedly melted his heart. Her gaze lowered to his lips as he kissed her palm. She was sexy without even understanding how she affected the people around her. He groaned inwardly and gathered her in his arms, laying her back against his shoulder and the side of his chest. He held on tight.

  Luckily downtown traffic was light that evening. They made it back to his place relatively quickly, but having her in his arms, breathing in her scent had just about done him in. He’d make sure he was never in that situation again. If she were available to him, he took that to mean she was his to fuck whenever he wanted. Based on need, he should have already had her once and be preparing for a second round by now. He smiled into her hair, thinking of all the primitive ways he could take her in the front seat of his Carrera.

  Reluctantly, he let her go. As the driver opened Lara’s door, Reed hopped out, making it around as she stepped out. “Thank you,” she said to the driver.

  “Thank you. Take the rest of the night off. We won’t be needing anything.”

  He caught the surprise on the older man’s face, but he hid it well, nodding in Reed’s direction. Seriously, he must be worse than he thought if giving the guy a night off caused that much disbelief. He’d have to work on that too. Reed turned his attention to Lara, put his hand on the small of her back and walked her toward his entrance. He brought her close to say, “He liked you speaking to him.”

  That drew confusion from her and she pulled back to meet his gaze. “I just thanked him. So did you.”

  “Mmmm…” He didn’t respond. How did he explain that he no longer ran in circles that believed in polite basic manners? He wasn’t certain he wanted her to find out he’d lost his appreciation somewhere along the way. She reached for the door, but he stopped her with a hand on her arm. “You’re frustrating. You have to let me get the doors for you. It’s my job in this relationship.”

  The smirk she gave had him laughing. She walked in front of him and kept going down the long hall. He paused to appreciate the view. She did walk expertly in those spikey high heels. The dress clinging just enough to make her ass look absolutely perfect with each swing of the hips. He adjusted himself as he jogged the distance separating them. Lara’s stride faltered as he came up right behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He bent into her neck and nuzzled her, walking them awkwardly toward his elevator. “I want you as badly as I did the first day I saw you. Hell, maybe even more.”

  She turned in his arms, doing that thing he was growing to love. Her arms snaked up around his neck. He picked her up by wrapping his arms tightly around her waist. She lifted her feet, bending her knees to get them off the ground, and smiled up at him as she confessed, “You make me feel special.”

  “You are special.”

  “Not really, but that drink you picked for me was strong.”

  “Good. I like drunk girls.” He leaned down for a simple kiss, but she opened for him, sliding her tongue across his lips. The move was sexy and shocked his senses, shooting sizzling electricity straight to his dick. He couldn’t resist the invitation and opened for her. He let her control the moment, diving deep in his mouth as he walked them the twenty or so steps to the elevator. He pushed her against the wall and nearly lost his mind as she ate at his mouth.

  She never stopped the sensual assault of her lips. She bit and nipped at him, sliding her tongue intimately against his. He slapped around on the wall until he managed to open the elevator. So lost in this woman, he tugged her through, unknowing if the doors closed behind him.

  “Fuck, Lara. You’re killing me.” He groaned when her lips latched onto his neck. He had to concentrate if he intended to get them upstairs. Seconds later, her tongue plunged into his ear, and he did lose his mind. She wiggled free of his hold until her hands went shamelessly to his crotch. Lara molded her palms around his aching, hard cock, and he pitched his hips forward. That, along with her unrelenting tongue, had him jerking away from the unexpected touch. Her eyes went wide, staring at him closely as he took several steps away. He bumped against the back of the elevator and she made her advance. There was no choice but to stick out a hand, keeping her at a distance. “It’s too much. I can’t hold off when I’m with you.”

  That caused a racy smile to appear on his angel’s face. She reached out, opened the hidden keypad to hit the top floor button before pushing against his palm. She lunged for his belt, before tugging him to her and making quick work of unbuckling it. Jesus, she was sexy as hell. The button was next, then the zipper. He dug his fingers in her hair as she daringly reached her hand inside his pants. She moved him backward as she fondled his dick, reaching lower to palm his balls. The whole while, she worked at shoving his pants and underwear past his hips.

  His jutting cock sprang free the second his back hit the wall. His hands tightened in her hair, his fist wrapping around the long tresses. He watched as she gave his dick one long tug and mashed his sac together. Dear God, that was unexpected.

  “I haven’t swallowed before. I’m not sure how I’ll do. Wanna find out?” Her voice was strong, and all he could do was pant as she placed a kiss on his weeping tip and dropped to her knees. She tugged his pants down as she went until they were pushed aside. It was like his cock had a mind of its own and knew exactly where to aim. She gave him another solid stroke as she licked her lips and took him deep inside her mouth
.

  “Fuck,” he hissed, his panicked eyes riveted on her face. Her warm, moist mouth coupled with those lush full lips…. God damn, he was surprised he hadn’t come already. She trailed her fingers up his inner thigh to massage his sac, rolling his balls in her tender, caring hand. Slowly, she slid him out of her flawless mouth. The fist he had in her hair tightened as the other skimmed the side of her jaw, encouraging her to take him back inside. Instead, she licked him from root to tip before giving him another long, slow tug with her hand. Her thumb rubbed across his slit, spreading the bead of moisture, before she eagerly slid him back inside her mouth. She swallowed him deeper this time.

  Reed dropped his head against the elevator wall and panted as she moved him in and out of her mouth, going deeper each time.

  “I can’t keep going if you keep pulling my head away,” Lara said, her breath coating his wet skin, sending shivers racing across his body. As if his life depended on it, he quickly untangled the fist he had in her hair, only to thread both hands through the hair at her scalp. She went back with renewed determination, going deeper until he finally hit the back of her throat. Somewhere in his mind, he recognized the doors sliding opening, but she bobbed her head faster, and he lost his mind.

  She was unstoppable. The spine-tickling release he’d been holding off built as he began the subtle movement of his hips in the rhythm she created with her mouth. His hands ruffled through her hair until his grip tightened, holding her head in place. His gaze never strayed from her glorious lips. She stilled, her eyes lifting to his face as her hand gripped his sac, giving him a gentle pinch.

  “Dammit,” he gasped and wrapped his hand around hers at the base of his shaft to guide himself deeper down her throat.

  “I think you can take more.” His voice was gravelly and laced with need. He shoved her head down as he bowed his hips forward. She took more of him nearly blowing his mind. He jerked free as the orgasm gathered in earnest, hitting the base of his spine. Now wasn’t the time to test the swallowing theory. His erratic movement startled her, and he reached out to lift her up. “In you.”

  Lara scrambled to her feet, reaching for her panties as she rose. The thin lace hit the floor seconds before he lifted her. Hooking his arm under her thigh, Reed slammed her against the front wall as he sank straight into her core. Lara wrapped herself completely around him the second he penetrated her tight channel. He was buried balls deep in some of the wettest heat he’d ever experienced. She had been completely turned-on while giving him a blow job and that knowledge magnified his arousal that much more.

  “Hold on,” he growled. Reed absorbed her body weight and held off his release, which were two remarkable things at that point in the game. He reached over and slapped the button with his palm to get the doors to open again. Then he took her by the hips, reared back, and drove his cock forward. She cried out at the move. Lara’s thighs tightened around his waist and she began working herself up and down on his cock, fucking the shit out of him. Damn if she wasn’t perfect.

  “I need you,” she breathed against his ear.

  “Hold on, baby.” Reed managed to make it to the first desk in his foyer, not the bed as he’d had intended. He slid an arm across the top, sending the contents to the floor before he spread Lara out. She wouldn’t let go of his neck and kept moving those fucking glorious hips, making him completely insane. Placing both hands on her forearms, he wrenched her arms free of his neck.

  He tugged the combination of his dress shirt and undershirt over his head, throwing both aside before he ripped at the bodice of Lara’s dress. The material gave, locking her arms down to her sides by the sleeves and exposing those two exquisite breasts. All reason vanished. He gripped her hips, holding her in place, and began bucking wildly inside her, slamming forward with each thrust. The visual stimulation of those perfect mounds bouncing every time he rammed into her became too much. Sweat trickled down his face as he willed her to come before it was too late.

  Her eyes closed, her full lips parted, and he groaned as those sexy as hell high heels dug into his ass. He managed to reach his hand between their bodies to stroke her while plunging mindlessly into her sweet, scorching heat. This woman completely undid him.

  “Come, baby.” Heat swirled through his veins and his balls drew up. Seconds later, his orgasm shot from his body, filling her tight passage. Darkness closed in around him. Dear God, he couldn’t hold himself up. His knees began to collapse, and he fell forward, his cock regrettably slipping from her hot, welcoming confines as she took the full impact of his weight against her. He was utterly lost, totally dazed. What an incredible experience. He wanted more… Just as soon as he woke up.

  ~~~

  She wasn’t certain which had less give, the flat wood surface of the desk or Reed’s heavy body. They were sprawled out awkwardly on the desk. Both Lara’s arms and legs were still wrapped solidly around Reed. Not because she couldn’t get enough… No, that was the problem at least ten minutes ago. Now, he seemed to be snoring, sound asleep, lying fully on top of her, pinning her to the desk.

  This was definitely going to leave a crick in her neck tomorrow morning. Honestly, she couldn’t really find it in herself to care. He was so worth any amount of pain that might come from moments like the one they’d just shared.

  If only she could reposition her legs. His angle didn’t allow for her to do much more than hang on. Lara smiled at the dark ceiling of the office and threaded her fingers through Reed’s short sandy blond hair. She’d been confident and aggressive tonight. A plan she’d formulated when he’d come up behind her in the walkway and took her in his arms. The move had been risky. He seemed to like her being uncertain, but based on this moment right here, she guessed he liked her this way too.

  She leaned forward and kissed his head. She loved his scent. She loved lots of things about him. He was so tender with her. Well, until he wasn’t, and those were equally good times. He gave her the self-assurance to be bolder, to step outside her comfort zone—like lying on an office desk in the middle of his work area after having tremendous sex. Yeah, she absolutely loved that part.

  Reed slowly stirred. It started with a twitch and became a full-fledged awakening when his head darted up, his gaze colliding with hers and looking a little disoriented. He gasped and took his weight on his arms as the reality of the situation seemed to set in.

  “I’m sorry.” His voice was thick as he scrambled off her.

  “I’m not.” She pushed herself up when he took a step backward, allowing her legs to fall from his hips.

  “You… I…” He started and just clamped his mouth shut, helping her to a sitting position. She lifted her dress, covering her breast to only have the thing fall down again. He’d ripped out the back seam. How could something so animalistic leave her feeling so desired? She lifted the material, holding it to her chest. Her smile grew. He was good at making her feel wanted.

  “We should clean this mess up,” Lara said, looking at the littered contents of the desk now scattered across the floor. “I left my purse on the elevator.”

  “I’ll pick this up and get our things. Go on to my condo and get cleaned up,” he offered, helping her off the desk. He went for the elevator and she couldn’t hide her laugh. He was naked and made such a glorious sight. All accept his black socks. For some reason that tickled her.

  “What?” he asked, running his fingers through his hair, waiting for the doors to open.

  “Your socks.” She laughed full out as he looked down as though surprised they were on his feet.

  “My socks? You think they’re funny?” He reached down and took each one off, folding them together before tossing the bundle at her. She ducked with a solid ewww. He grabbed her panties and purse before coming back toward her and sweeping her off her feet. She gave a little yelp at the unexpected jolt. She barely managed to keep herself covered in the process.

  “You do this caveman thing really well,” she said as he walked them around the other side of t
he office where there were only two double doors. “You live here?”

  “Yeah. Type in three, three, three, one into the keypad.” She did, heard the latch give, and the door automatically opened.

  “Oh my God, Reed.” Lara was blown away. Reed kept moving through the house, walking her through the living room too quickly for her to see everything. He lived in the most beautiful house she’d ever seen. The same windows as in his office ran the length of the back wall. The living room, dining room, and kitchen were all highly decorated like something straight out of a fashion magazine. “You live here?”

  “No, I just broke in…” he teased and pretended to drop her until she yelped. “Of course I live here.”

  “You’re going too fast. I wanna see!” she said, lifting herself up over his shoulder. “It’s beautiful.”

  “I’ll tell my designer that you agree with her taste,” he said, fully opening another door with the kick of his foot. She turned forward to see a bedroom as big as the living room. The same windows ran along the back wall. The furnishings were a little bolder, more masculine, with a bed, sitting area, and a huge television.

  “Reed, how can you afford to live here?” He laughed at that one.

  “I own the entire building,” he said. He balanced her as he opened another door. She didn’t help because her head snapped toward him at that declaration.

  “You own this whole building?” She was shocked, coherent thought refused to form. He placed her on her feet and bopped her on the nose with his finger.

  “I own lots of whole buildings, Lara.” He left her standing there gaping at him and went to a cupboard, pulling out several towels.

  “Reed, I can barely afford my apartment,” she said as insecurity filled her heart. Of course he owned many things. She’d seen the lists his income placed him on, but somehow this brought everything home for her in a tangible way.