Free Beguile her: Laws of Seduction Book 2 by Ava Hayworth Page B

also ordered salad and garlic bread. Sam and I contribute a bottle of red wine which we finish off with the meal. Neither Sam nor I had ever eaten at Luigi’s, but we both agree that the lasagna is destined to become one of our favorites.
    I sit back and watch as Sam tries to tease information out of James. He answers her questions patiently, but after a while, he looks down at his watch and then over to me. “So do I get to see where Lainey Hart rests her weary head at night?”
    Shrugging, I stand up and take his hand pulling him toward my bedroom. “This is it.” I say throwing out my arm to indicate the shoebox that serves as my bedroom. There is only enough room for a double bed and a dresser. The closet is also small, but since Sam took the bigger bedroom, I use the closet in the hall across from the bathroom too.
    “Nice.”
    “If you say so.” It is nothing like his apartment, but for two students living in Manhattan, it’s not bad. It is a pre-war building so it has high ceilings and nice hardwood floors. It also has radiators that clank and hiss loudly in the winter, as well as window air conditioners that are loud and drip condensation on top of your head if you walk under them outside in the summer. There is also a lot of traffic noise from outside, but with the windows closed and the air conditioning running, it really isn’t too bad. I notice that James is inspecting the photographs I have stuck in the mirror above my dresser. I quickly scan them and am relieved to see there is only one of Mark. It was taken with a big group of us last spring after we had already broken up. James seems to be more interested in a picture of me at my undergraduate graduation anyway. I am standing in my cap and gown between my two older brothers. I hope he is not stressing about Jett.
    He turns back to me. I cannot read the expression on his face, but I feel a frisson of unease. I watch as he starts unbuttoning his shirt.
    “You’re staying?” I ask stupidly.
    Never taking his eyes from my face, he finishes taking off his shirt and moves his hands to the fastening of his suit pants. “I’m staying.”
    I take in the expanse of his firm bronzed muscle. My stomach tightens and my fingers twitch with the desire to run my hands down his chest. Standing in front of me in boxer briefs, he extends his arm to me. At his invitation I close the distance between us. His hands move up to cradle my face, and he strokes my cheeks with both of his thumbs. “My sweet, sweet girl.” Moving his hands through my hair, he tilts my head back and kisses me swirling his tongue around mine in a primitive dance. His hard erection presses against me, and I squirm. He backs me towards the bed, and when the back of my knees touch the mattress, he pushes me down. Bending down he pulls off my yoga pants and panties and whips my t-shirt over my head. “No bra?”
    I shake my head as I reach up and pull his boxer briefs down. Seeing his hard erection sends a new rush of desire coursing through me. I can’t resist taking his hard cock in my hand and squeezing lightly. When I hear his gasp of pleasure, I bend my head down and run my tongue up his shaft and around the tip. “You have a beautiful cock,” I whisper before taking him into my mouth. I suck and lick and suck some more, and he moans, urging me on. “Fuck…yes, just like that baby.” Holding my head between his palms he guides me. “Lainey, you have to stop… I’m going to come.” I redouble my efforts at his words wanting it to be me that makes him loose control. I hear his low guttural groan. Then I feel his cum hitting the back of my throat, and I struggle to swallow it down.
    We lie back on the bed, and his hand drifts over my sensitized body. “I didn’t mean for that to happen, but I can’t say that I am sorry.”
    My body thrums in anticipation waiting to see what he will do next. His hand moves to my quivering sex, and he gently presses making me arch up. Easing a