Free Favorite Places (A TroubleMaker Novel, #2) by Kelly Gendron Page B

constricting clothes he’d just put on, crawl
onto the bed, spread her legs, and nuzzle his face into her soft, wet folds, to
inhale that light, musky scent. Sample her pussy to see if it indeed tasted as
sweet or sweeter than her soft skin.
    His tie suddenly
felt as if it was strangling him, harassing his resilient control. Chase did
the safer thing and ran a finger across her plump bottom lip. “I’ve gotta go
down to the office to meet a client. I can’t get out of it. The guy flew in all
the way from Ohio.” He pushed a few fallen strands back from her face before he
stood. “Katie, my assistant, will bring some clothes up for you and stay with
you until I—”
    “No! I don’t
know who you think you are, but I am not going to—”
    He’d expected the
reaction, which was why he’d gone in for the kiss prior to breaking the news to
her. “Yes you are,” he interrupted, raising his voice, trying to drown out any attempt
of further objections.
    “No!” She got
even louder. “I will not! I’m sure babysitting your fake wife isn’t in your assistant’s
job description, and—”
    “Actually, it
is. When I hired her, I explained to Katie that I am a very busy man. I told
her she’d be doing anything from running for coffee to running corporate
meetings. She’ll gladly look after you, no questions asked. Besides, I can’t
leave you alone yet. Doctor’s orders.”
    She snorted. “She’d
be doing anything, huh? I can only imagine what other services your assistance
does for you,” she said under her breath as she sat up on the edge of the bed.
    He snatched her
by the chin, forcing her to look his way, and two little golden daggers stabbed
up at him. “Like I told you before, I don’t need to pay for sex—not in any way,
shape, or form, even if it’s only to give a woman a few minutes of pleasure.
Surely, you can agree with me on that, can’t you?” He smiled, rolling his eyes
down her body, the hot little vessel still glowing from the recent orgasm he’d just
given it.
    She glared at
him but held her tongue, powerless to dispute the truth.
    “That’s what I
thought. Now, Katie’s a decent girl and an excellent assistant. While I’m gone,
I want you to be nice to her.”
    Her eyes
slanted, the daggers lowering in defeat. “Yes, sir,” she hissed, ending with a
snarky smirk.
    His fingers
tightened on her chin. “It’s not ‘sir’ or ‘Mr. Lennox,’ and when my hands are
between your legs, it’s not ‘Oh God’ either, though I must admit I’m a bit
flattered by the comparison. It’s ‘Chase,’ Jess. My name is Chase, and the next
time you address me, you had better use it. If you don’t, I swear, I’ll bend
you over my knee and give that hurt between your legs a real good reason to
ache.” He kissed her, but this time he didn’t steal it. This time, he punished
her with it. First, he pressed hard, and then he suckled her top lip. He nibbled
on the bottom one. And after a few thrusts of his tongue into her sweet-tasting
mouth, he finally finished with another harsh press against her pliable mouth.
    She moaned, her
eyes hooded, and she licked her lips when he swayed back a little.
    “Got me?”
    Her eyes
fluttered open. “Yes…Chase.” Her warm breath tingled over his lingering mouth.
    His cock
stiffened. Good girl.
     
* * *
    The shower felt
fabulous. And the soft cotton shirt and jeans fit her perfectly, flattering her
figure. Katie was good. She’d give the girl that. She’d even guessed the right
bra size. Jessina’s hair was almost dry when she wandered out to the kitchen.
    Katie was working
on her laptop. Her cell phone chirped. She picked it up, responded to the text,
and then went back to hacking away at the keys. She must have sensed Jessina’s
presence because she glanced up and offered her a quick smile. “Hey.”
    “Hi,” Jessina
returned and headed to the fridge for bottled water. She twisted the cap off
and downed half of it.
    Her eyes rolled
down