Seduced by Sin: Sean (Rugged Riders #3) (15 page)

I
must have cried
myself to sleep last night because when I woke up, it was morning and my pillowcase was dampened with tears. I walked over to the door and it was still locked, which told me that he hadn’t been in the room at all. I looked at my cell and confirmed that it was past seven in the morning. Shit! I had promised Jeffrey that I would call him this morning at seven thirty. I threw on a pair of jeans, grabbed my briefcase with the laptop, and went downstairs. Hopefully, Sean wasn’t down there. I had plans to call a cab so that I could get the hell up out of his house. I was greeted by a bundle of long-stem white roses tied with white ribbon on the kitchen counter. There was a note posted beside it. I picked it up and began to read.

Karlina,

I’m an idiot. I am so sorry that I’ll apologize to you for the rest of my life if you want me to. I was very selfish last night and didn’t allow you time to tell me your side of the story. Now I understand how it feels to have a bombshell dropped on you out of nowhere.

I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me for my actions and insults from last night. I never wanted to hurt you. From day one, I knew that you were something special and you’ll always be that something special in my life. No matter what you do, I will always love you.

Love, Sean.

P.S. I will be home later this afternoon. Please don’t leave.

The letter was articulately written. It was the perfect “I’m sorry” letter. Whether I would believe it or not, I didn’t know. Besides, how the fuck could I leave with no car?

One thing was certain: there was food. Sean must have done some major grocery shopping after my request because every shelf on the refrigerator was filled. Even the pantry had been fully stocked. I knew more than anything else that the deciding factor for me staying in his home would never be because of the endless supply of free food. I wanted to be here with Sean.

After grabbing a bagel and cream cheese from the fridge, I set up my workstation in Sean’s kitchen and made the phone call to my boss, Jeffrey.

E
arly that afternoon
, I was in Sean’s kitchen mixing the final ingredients for the salad that I was preparing for lunch. I had worked diligently this morning, catching up on email and returning clients’ phone calls that I had missed from last week. I decided that I would take the rest of the day off to search for new condo listings. I had made plans with movers to help me box the rest of my belongings so that as soon as I found a condo I would be ready to move.

As I waited for the chicken breast to grill perfectly on each side, I walked over to Sean’s pantry and began organizing his canned goods by category, without thinking. The one thing that Sean was right about was that I was bored. I was ready to go back to work and get on with my busy life. I also discovered his stash of Twizzlers. Who in the world had almost every flavor of Twizzlers imaginable?

When I was content that all the canned goods and other grocery items were organized in the pantry based on category and use-by date, I went back to preparing my salad. I was getting ready to chop the chicken when I heard keys turn in the side door. It was Sean. I thought he wasn’t supposed to be home for another two hours. His note had said late afternoon, not lunchtime.

He walked in with several shopping mall bags in his arms and his keys between his teeth. He kicked the door shut with his feet and looked at me. He slid the bags on the counter in front of him and took the keys from his mouth. “Hi.”

“Hi,” I mumbled, mixing the salad. “I thought you weren’t scheduled to be here until after lunch.”

“I called you a couple hours ago to check with you about lunch and it said something about the number no longer being in service. Do you need to pay your phone bill? I’ll call in the payment on my credit card if you need me to.”

“I called my cell company and changed my phone number this morning.” I took two salad bowls from the cabinets above me. “Would you like some salad?”

“Yes, please,” he said and then pulled up two bar stools to the counter and sat on one so that he was sitting opposite of me.

He watched me as I dished the salad, added the salad dressing, and handed him the bowl. “Did you get some work done?” He began stuffing forkfuls of salad into his mouth.

“Yes, I was just getting ready to do a search for rental condos before you came,” I said, taking a seat in the empty bar stool next to him.

“I talked to your dad today,” he said, nonchalantly, leaning back in his bar stool as he observed me as I finished my salad.

“About what?” What was he doing calling my parents?

“About you.”

I looked at him, dubiously. “About last night?”

“No, of course not. I was a complete idiot last night and I apologize again.”

“That’s okay. I deserved it.”

I had been doing some thinking, and I realized that if I had told Sean from the beginning what had gone down with Jonathan and me, then he never would have come to his own conclusions. I realized that it was unintentional payback for what had happened when I’d discovered that he and Jessica had been intimate before he met me and he’d never told me about it. However, I had not intentionally meant to duplicate the situation and throw it up in his face.

“You didn’t deserve any of that. I was so mad that I wasn’t thinking straight. I was thinking last night and then I put two and two together and it all made sense.”

“Does it really make sense to you?”

“Well, I kind of figured that you aren’t the type to have a relationship with a married man. Did you know about him being married?”

“Absolutely not. I never would have dated him. The only reason I found out when I did was because of the accident. Eva said his wife was there with him at the hospital, and he confirmed it. Now that I think about it, I just wanted company and a friend. I also think he was just confused and needed someone to talk to.” I couldn’t believe that I was defending Jonathan.

“Well, don’t you think that he should have told you that he was married? Not only did he betray his wife, he betrayed you.”

I nodded as my eyes began to water.

“Come here…” Sean whispered. He stood up and moved his body in between my legs and placed his arms around my waist. “I never want to see you hurt again. I love you so much. You just don’t understand.”

When a tear escaped my eyes and landed on my cheek, he leaned down and kissed the drop away. “Sean, I love you, too. I’m just so scared. I’m so scared that I will get hurt again.”

“Look at me…” He cupped my cheeks gently in both hands, wiping my falling tears away with this thumbs. I looked up at him. “I will never hurt you. I promise. I will love you for the rest of my life if you allow me, if you let me in.”

“You promise?” I whispered, pouting my lips.

He kissed me on the lips. “I promise.”

“You cross your heart and give up your Twizzlers?”

“I cross my heart and give up my Twizzlers.” He laughed quietly and kissed me again. His lips felt so soft against mine.

We kissed each other intensely for the next couple of minutes like two hopefuls in love. Suddenly, he grabbed me by the waist and picked me up. I instantly wrapped my legs around his torso. He whisked me out of the kitchen and through the living room. He kissed and sucked my neck as he carried me up the stairs and into his master bedroom. There, he laid me on the soft silk sheets and began to remove my tank top. My nipples were already alert, and he leaned down to lick them. He pinched and sucked them so softly, causing them to harden even more until they looked like little cylinders.

“Oh, baby…” I moaned, arching my back, pressing my breasts into his mouth as he sucked.

“You like that?” he whispered.

“Yes.”

“This body was made for me, and I’m gonna make love to you,” he whispered, licking the area above my abs and then moving lower to my stomach and dipping his tongue in and out of my navel.

My body writhed under him with pleasure. He lifted up and pulled his shirt over his head. I wasted no time licking the nipples on his ripped chest and kissing his stomach. He moaned in response. He tasted and looked so good, I wanted to eat him up. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his slacks while still placing kisses all over his stomach. I could feel his abs clench as I reached in to grab his erection.

“I can’t wait for you to make love to me, Sean,” I mumbled, running my hands up and down his shaft in his boxers. I forgot how huge his dick was and anticipated feeling it inside me, pleasing me. I pushed his pants and boxers down his leg and watched as he kicked everything across the floor.

My eyes moved from the eight-pack abs to the fluffy, black curly hair that was covering his pelvis area and jutted down around his ten-inch erection. I grabbed his hips, just above the slits that defined his manly waist and licked the tip of his shaft. I looked up at him and watched as he let out a moan and closed his eyes. I took him in completely, teasing him.

He lifted me to my feet and kissed me, our tongues skillfully intertwining together. In seconds, he had my shorts off. He pushed me back on the bed again and positioned himself between my legs.

His fingers were stroking my nether lips when he whispered, “I remember how good you taste.”

He pushed a finger through my wetness. I gasped out loud.

“I’ve been dreaming of this tight pussy.”

He kissed the inside of my thighs, and then my nether lips, watching my hips gyrate under his playful tongue. He was skilled, and he pulled a nice long orgasm from my body. I pulled his head upwards and kissed him, tasting myself on his lips and tongue. He moved my knees up towards my chest and entered me, grinding deep. He fucked me so hard that I came all over again. Then, he hugged me close, kissed me, and made love to me.

“I love you, baby,” he whispered in my ear.

“I love you, Sean.”

He moved in and out of me with long, hard, slow strokes. The tension built until apparently he couldn’t hold it in any longer. When he reached his peak, the heat of the moment sent blinding pleasure through me.

We remained connected and in each other’s arms, breathing and panting loudly as we calmed down. We were both so speechless that we didn’t say anything for a very long time. He pulled my body close to him in a spoon position and buried his face in my neck.

I didn’t want to let Sean go. Ever.

“
Y
ou’ve teased
me enough already, woman,” Sean whispered against my throat as he backed me up into our hotel room. He pushed the door closed with his foot and wrapped both hands around my waist.

“I had no idea,” I teased. “I didn’t mean to be such a distraction.”

“Liar.” He kissed my lips. “Good thing we’re rooming in the same hotel as the event. I don’t know how much longer I could have waited.”

I giggled softly as I recalled the way I stroked him under the table at the charity dinner event. The lights were dimmed and no one had noticed. The snafu at the airport over a delayed flight had us trapped at one of the gates for longer than we had intended, waiting for a standby flight for two from Atlanta to Miami. Fortunately, we didn’t have to split up, but we made it to the hotel with only two hours to get ready for the event.

I pushed my finger through the knot of his tie and pulled him farther into the room. I loosened the tie, pulling it away from his collar and letting it fall to the floor.

“I thought you were tired,” he said, grinning.

“Not too tired for this,” I replied. My fingers caressed the nape of his neck, bringing him into another deep, roving kiss.

I helped him unbutton his shirt and pushed the garment down off his shoulders. He slid his hands under my evening dress and moved his fingers along the seam of my panties. My underwear was made of lace, so he had no problems stroking me through the flimsy fabric. I pushed my straps off my dress down my arms just as the back of my legs hit the lounge chair in the center of the room. A warm sensation fluttered down my spine as he grabbed hold of the zipper on the back of my dress and tugged it downward.

When my breasts were fully exposed to him, he leaned down, cupping them both in his palms and then taking a dark nipple between his lips.

Shudders of pleasure pulsed through me and I cradled his head to me as he paid intimate attention to my sensitive flesh. I whimpered and moaned as his sucks and nips became more demanding.

I undid his belt then his button and pants zipper, spreading the fly open and making room for my eager hands. It took me very little effort to find his rock hard shaft. He fit perfectly within my grip. Soft and warm, yet hard and ready. He held his head back and groaned as I stroked. Within seconds, I was down on my knees, pleasing him with my lips and tongue, tasting what raw anticipation felt like. Before long, his pants had slid down his legs and he stepped out of them.

Unable to stand the teases anymore, I turned and directed him to take a seat on the lounge chair. I removed the rest of my garments, giving him a nice show. He watched me with a desirous stare.

I straddled him, grinding my damp sex along the length of his shaft. We both moaned in unison as he lifted me briefly by the thighs and then placed the tip of himself against my opening. Strong fingers and a calloused hand slid up the small expanse of my waist and then paused briefly to caress my breasts and nipples. He didn’t stop there. He added his other hand and his palms continued to glide upward, along my throat and against my jaw until, finally, his fingers were tangled in my voluminous curls. When I looked into his eyes, I saw the man I loved. The man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

“Sean…” I moan when he shifted underneath me.

My mouth had gone dry and I licked my lips.

“Dammit, Karlina,” he rasped. “You’re beautiful as sin.”

“I need you now.”

“Take what you need.”

I lifted myself over his dick and took all of him inside of my pussy until he was buried to the hilt. His hands were on my ass now, kneading and caressing. His lips suckled my nipples, hungrily. I moved up and down on his shaft as liquid warmth heated every inch of my body. We were seated at just the right position on the chair, and soon, he began to thrust his strong, trim hips upward, rocking himself against me. A climax took me into bliss and beyond, but the real fulfillment didn’t come until he joined me in completion.

As the remnants of our lovemaking faded away, we held onto each other, not even shifting our position. My head was against his chest, listening to his uneven heartbeats.

“I love you so much, Sean,” I said.

“It makes me so happy to hear you say that, Karlina. I love you with all my heart.”