Rachel smoothed her hand over her hair, tucking the honeyed strands that had come loose back into place, wishing she had her purse so she could at least replenish her lipstick. Oh, well, they'd just have to accept her the way she was. Checking her dress one last time, she headed toward the entrance to the ballroom. At the French doors she caught the attention of her assistant, Nina Chan, who was lurking in a corner keeping an eye on the crowd.Nina had worked for her for more than a year. She was efficient and dedicated, even if at times just a little too earnest for Rachel's comfort zone. She'd also seen her eyeing Lincoln Harris and had to bite her tongue to warn the woman not to play with snakes.But she was very good at what she did and Rachel felt comfortable leaving her to finish out the evening on her own. She caught Nina's eye and beckoned to her. The woman hurried over to where Rachel was standing just inside the open doors."Are you all right?" There was concern in Nina's
Rachel was lying stretched out on the cool cotton sheets of her bed. Both she and Gabe were fresh from the shower and smelling of the vanilla-scented shower gel she used. Gabe was kneeling between her outspread thighs, hands pressing her hips into the mattress. He moved his mouth over the insides of her thighs with light butterfly kisses while his big hands stroked over her cunt."So beautiful," his whispered. "So gorgeous. I dream about your pussy all the time, Rachel. How it looks. How it tastes. How it feels when it grips my cock like a hot, wet fist."A tiny thrilled raced through her body. He actually thought about her when they were apart. How many times she'd wondered about that. If she could ever get her brain working again, maybe tonight she would have the courage to insist he talk to her, tell her who he really was. Explain why they had such a strange relationship."I can't ever seem to get your taste out of my mind." He leaned forward and licked the length of her slit, th
He bent his head and pulled one nipple into his mouth, closing his lips around it and sucking on it. She reached up her fingers and threaded them through the silky strands of his still-damp, jet black hair, arching her body up to him. His thick cock jutted from its nest of curls, the head of it kissing her tummy, brushing against her sensitized skin with the sway of his body.When he pulled back from her, the nipple popping from his mouth, she felt the loss of contact. But in the next moment he moved to straddle her, his hands pushing her breasts together, his cock resting in the cleft he created."I'm going to fuck your breasts," he told her. "Reach your hand down between my legs and cup my balls. Let me feel those soft little fingers on me."She slipped her hand between them until she reached the heavy sac, cupping it in her palm and manipulating it with her fingers. Gabe sucked in his breath and briefly closed his eyes."Jesus, Rachel. Your touch makes me ready to go off like a
Rachel had been too terrified to say a word from the moment Gabe pushed her into the SUV until they reached their destination. She had never seen Gabe as cold and hard as he was right now. In the back seat of the SUV she managed to pull on her shoes and tie the laces, then make sure her clothing looked at least semi-presentable. Thankful that she'd taken a second to dump the contents of last night's dainty purse into her big one, she dug out a Scrunchie and a brush and did the best she could to pull her hair into a ponytail.She wondered what the driver thought when they'd come flying onto the street, Gabe with his shirt still unbuttoned and his jacket and shoes in his hands. Gabe's scent was still all over her. Him too, she thought. Certainly the driver couldn't miss the aroma of sex. Wherever they ended up she hoped she got to take a shower.Gabe and the driver conversed in low tones and Gabe made two very brief phone calls. Then he shifted in his seat and turned to look at her."
Rescued. Such a basic word for the intricate mission they pulled off."Of course." Rachel took a sip of her drink to steady herself. "Not something I'm likely to forget.""You and I did not meet personally at that time but I understand you were extremely valuable in helping the foundation keep a low profile during the entire episode. And also providing support for Loraine.""Both Sam and Loraine are very important to me," she told him. "As is the foundation." She looked at Gabe. "When we met at that barbecue…""I wangled an invitation," he confessed. "I saw you briefly when we returned Sam to his home and I wanted to meet you. I asked a few quiet questions, found out you were going to the barbecue hosted by a couple who owed me a favor." He reached for her hand again, a surprising silent declaration to the man who was obviously his boss that she was more than just a woman he was spending the evening with. If he meant it to make her feel more secure it was helping."I hope you won'
Gabe was so gentle with her Rachel nearly cried. The shock of the night's events had caught up with her. She stood, shivering, as he peeled off her top and slacks, then positioned her in the shower so the spray hit her just right. He brushed her wet hair away from her face, stroking her cheek with his long fingers. Even the hot water couldn't seem to warm her up, so Gabe pulled her tight against his naked body, wrapping his arms around her and rubbing her back.They stood there, water pouring down on them, creating a mist that wrapped around them like a cocoon. Somehow as his hands stroked her and his body warmed her she forgot about shivering and being scared. Her brain locked onto one thing—she and Gabe were naked, skin-to-skin in this shower. She closed her eyes and for a moment wished she was back at the foundation party, the orchestra playing something warm and mellow in the background, Gabe moving her to the music with a familiar fluid grace.But now they were locked in an erot
Gabe put his hands at Rachel's waist and lifted her to the low, built-in seat in the corner. Now it was his mouth on her nipple, sucking it and grazing it with his teeth. One hand drifted between her thighs, urging them apart. Fingers probed between the lips of her pussy, seeking her wet warmth. His thumb grazed over her clit, sending flashes of heat through her."You're always so ready for me," he murmured, his voice hoarse. "Sometimes in the dark of night I think about it and my cock gets as hard as a spike. If you were right there with me then, I'd ride you so hard you'd never stop coming."She always loved the way he talked to her, the things he said, telling her in detail what he was going to do to her, the words heating her blood and adding to the stimulation of his hands and his mouth.Shifting his lips to her other nipple, he slid two, then three fingers into her quivering vagina. Automatically she began to ride his hand, arching to give him better access to her breasts. His
"Listen, Rachel…" Gabe began.She shook her head. "I have a right to know what's going on. You'll have to tie me up to make me stay up here."From somewhere he dredged up a grin and a hot light flamed in his eyes. "Hold that thought for a better time." His face sobered. "I know you're exhausted and the workout I just gave you didn't help."She shook her head. "I told you. Some coffee and I'll be fine. Now. Are you going to help me find clean clothes to wear or do I sashay downstairs in nothing but this robe?"Gabe threw up his hands. "Fine. All right. I guess I wouldn't feel the way I do about you if you could be pushed around. But you follow my lead in everything. Agreed?"The way he felt about her? Exactly what did that mean? Something inside her unfolded and surged through her. Was it hope? Anticipation? Some emotion she'd deliberately kept buried? Hopefully when this was all over she'd have a chance to find out. But right now they had other things to worry about.She nodded h