Tempted heart by karl coldron (popular romance novels txt) 📕

His sudden change of topic took her so off guard that she almost blurted out the details of the office bet to him.
“I don’t know what the bet is,” she lied.
He laughed. “You’re a horrible liar, Ms. Reid.”
He kissed her slowly, his fingers kneading her breast. Despite her recent orgasm, her body responded to his touch.
“Tell me what this bet is that Alex and Maureen were talking about,” he coaxed as his hand slipped down her belly and cupped her sex.
“No fair,” she complained. “You’re distracting me.”
He slipped his index finger between the wet lips of her pussy and rubbed at her still-sensitive clit. “Do you know I’ve never been with a woman who gets as wet as you do?”
She groaned in embarrassment. “Oh my God.”
“That’s not something to be embarrassed about. Believe me.” He pushed his pelvis against her hip and she started a little when she felt his semi-hard cock against her soft flesh.
“Just thinking about how wet you get makes me hard. In the last five months I’ve had more erections than I’ve ever had in my life. Not to mention a serious case of blue balls.”
Before she could ask him what he meant by that, he moved his hand back to her waist and squeezed. “Tell me about the bet.”
She had hoped he had forgotten about it but it was obvious he wasn’t going to let it go. “It’s just a stupid office bet that Alex started.”
“Go on,” he prompted.
“The ladies in the office started a bet a few months ago about who could bed you first. There’s even a prize for it – a weekend at the ‘Heaven’s Gate Spa’.”
He didn’t say anything, and she glanced up at him. “Are you angry?”
He laughed. “No. Just surprised.”
She rolled her eyes. “That the women in the office want to sleep with you? Pul-lease. You know exactly how sexy you are, Mr. Young.”
He actually blushed a little and she grinned delightedly as he looked down at her. “You said there was a prize?”
She nodded. “Yeah, spa getaway.”
“But this morning in the filing room Alex said she was determined to win the bet. I’m pretty sure you won that bet last Friday. I mean, I guess technically it wasn’t a bed we were in but still...”
“I wasn’t invited to join the bet, and even if I was, I wouldn’t have told them anyway. My personal life is private,” she said.
“Why weren’t you invited to join the bet?”
“Well, because of the way I look and because you were always so cold and borderline rude to me. Also, I wasn’t fawning over you like the rest of the women in our office. Alex and the others assumed you hated me. Hell, until that day in the elevator I thought you hated me.”
He sighed. “I’m sorry, Lucy. I was distant and rude because I was trying to hide how much I wanted you. I’ve been attracted to you for months. I could barely stand next to you without getting a goddamn erection. I decided it would be better if I was rude.”
She grinned a little. “You did a great job. There’s a second bet going around the office on how long it’ll take for you to fire me.”
He threaded his fingers through her long hair, holding a piece of it and rubbing it between his fingers. “Shit. I’m sorry.”

She shrugged. “It didn’t bother me. Well, maybe a little but only because I was fighting my own attraction to you.”
“What did you mean when you said you weren’t invited to join the bet because of the way you look?”
She gave him a dry look. “Jason, please. You’re smart, gorgeous and have a body like a Greek God. Everyone assumed you liked the model type - Alex’s type - and you’d never go for chubby, pale Lucy.”
He stared angrily at her. “That’s ridiculous. You’re sexy and beautiful, and unlike that vapid Alex, you can actually carry on an intelligent conversation. I’m lucky to have you in my bed.”
He palmed her breast, squeezing it gently. “And I like your curves.”
“You’re preaching to the choir, baby.” She grinned and poked him. “I’m like, ridiculously awesome in every way.”
He laughed as she ran her hand across his broad chest. “Also, I’m glad you like the curves because I like them too and they’re not going anywhere.”
He caught her hand in his and linked their fingers together before staring solemnly at her. “I do like you, Lucy. I’m hoping that this can become more than just about us having sex all the time. I promise to keep our work life and our personal life separate.”
She arched her eyebrow at him. “So, you don’t want to have sex with me anymore? You just want to talk about our feelings?”
“No!” He nearly shouted. “I definitely want to keep having sex with you. I just thought that maybe we could, I don’t know, go to a movie or have dinner and get to know each other a little better.”
“Why, Mr. Young. Are you asking me out on a date? Do you think that’s appropriate?”
He flushed a little. “I know the work thing is an issue but like I said earlier, I’m not your direct supervisor and - ”
She put her hand over his mouth. “Jason, I’m teasing you. I’d love to go on a date with you.”
He nipped at her fingers. “I had no idea you were such a tease, Ms. Reid.”
“A girl has to have some secrets.” She squeaked in alarm when he suddenly straddled her and began to kiss her neck with warm, wet kisses.
“I’m looking forward to learning all of your secrets,” he whispered as his hands moved to cup and knead her breasts.
“I’ll let you know one right now,” she said breathlessly.
He licked the tip of her nipple until it tightened into a hard bud. “Go ahead.”
“I’ll be expecting you to put out after our first date.” Her fingers pressed into his hard biceps as he laughed and lifted his head to kiss her full mouth.
“Only if you buy me dinner first, Ms. Reid.” He kissed her neck again and she shivered at the feel of his rough stubble.
“You have yourself a deal, Mr. Young,” she murmured as he covered her body with his.
* * *
Monday morning Lucy eased her sore body into her office chair. She had spent the entire weekend with Jason, and muscles were hurting that she didn’t even know she had.
A plain white envelope with her name written on it was propped on her keyboard. She ripped it open, turning it upside down and shaking the contents out. Her eyes widened at the giftcertificate to the ‘Heaven’s Gate Spa’. There was a folded piece of paper with it and she unfolded it, scanning the words.
Ms. Reid,
Please accept my invitation to the Heaven’s Gate Spa for a couple’s massage this weekend. I thought it would be a fitting first date, considering you’re the official winner of the office bet.
Jason
Lucy burst into laughter as she tucked the gift certificate and note into her purse. Dating Jason Young was going to be an adventure and a half....................

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SHORT CLIP

Lucy put her arms around Jason’s shoulders and gave him a brief hug. He stood stiffly against her, and feeling like a complete moron she stepped back. His hands clenched into fists, and then he was putting his arms around her waist and pulling her into his embrace. She hugged him and rubbed his back as he buried his face in the curve of her neck.
“I’m so sorry,” she repeated.
“Thank you.” His reply was muffled against her throat. He lifted his head and stared down at her.
“I just got back into town late this afternoon. I wasn’t going to come tonight but I wanted to see you.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too,” she admitted.
“Yeah?”
She smiled a little. “Yeah.”
He dipped his head and kissed her. It was just a gentle brush of his mouth against hers, but she immediately flattened herself against him and returned his kiss. His tongue slipped into her mouth and she stroked it with her own as he moaned low in his throat.
He backed her up against the linen closet door and she hooked one leg around his waist, pulling him into her. He unbuttoned her shirt as they kissed hungrily, and then worked his fingers under the cups of her bra and massaged her breasts with his warm hands. He kissed down her throat and she lifted her head to give him better access to her soft skin.
“You’re so beautiful, Lucy,” he muttered against her collarbone. He nipped it, making her gasp, before running his thumbs over her nipples.
She slipped her hands under his t-shirt and ran them across his bare back, kneading and rubbing at the hard muscles.
“Take off your shirt,” she whispered.
He pulled his t-shirt over his head and dropped it onto the counter. She stared appreciatively at his bare chest. Two weeks of being away from the beach had made his skin a little paler, butcompared to her he still had a rich glow. She ran her fingers through the hair on his chest, and he inhaled sharply when she traced his abs with her short nails.
She slipped her hand into his jeans, pushing past his boxer briefs with impatience until she could wrap her long fingers around his thick cock. He moaned when she gripped him and moved her hand up and down the shaft.
“Shh.” She grinned at him.
He slanted his mouth over hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he gripped her thigh in his hand and moved it higher. He squeezed her breast and then ran his hand over the soft swell of her belly under her shirt before his fingers trailed along the inside of her thigh. She thrust her pelvis against him when he traced the material of her underwear.
She stroked his cock faster in response, and he uttered a low curse of need before sliding his fingers under her panties. His thick fingers found her wet opening almost immediately, and he pushed two of them into her. She rocked her hips against him and squeezed his cock.
“That feels so good, little Lucy,” he whispered into her ear. “If you keep doing that, I won’t be able to stop myself from fucking you right here.”
“I don’t want you to stop,” she whispered.
She stroked him rapidly, feeling the moisture at the tip of him as he moved his fingers in and out of her. They were so engrossed in each other and in the pleasure rapidly consuming them, neither of them heard