CHAPTER ONE
T hree Weeks Ago…
The sound of the door shutting behind them didn't register with her until she felt her back pressed against it and the heat of his body warming her front. The only thing she was focused on was the feel of Laszlo's mouth on hers, his tongue in her mouth, and his body pinning her to the door. His body was lean and muscular and so strong compared to hers. He had the broadest shoulders she'd ever seen or felt and his chest…well, his chest was frustratingly indescribable and totally delectable. Him, his body, his voluptuous lips, and killer smile had been the star of more than one of her fantasies. And now it was coming true. She was in Laszlo Cstary's hotel room, kissing him, tearing at his clothes, preparing to have sex with him. Laszlo Cstary. Billionaire CEO. Playboy extraordinaire. Arrogant, self-indulged, sex on legs. Her boss!
Oh my God, I'm going to have sex with my boss! This was such a colossal mistake. It was never a good idea to mix business with pleasure, especially considering her track record with men and the past she was determined to keep hidden. The last thing she needed was a repeat performance of what happened on her last job. She knew if she wasn't careful that's exactly what would happen though. But, sweet Lord, this was Laszlo Cstary! How on earth could she possibly tell him no when he's been all she'd been able to think about since she started working for him three months ago? His mouth left hers and trailed hot kisses along her jaw and down her throat. She put her head back and moaned softly. It felt incredible and for a brief moment she thought she might be dreaming.
"I've wanted you for so long, Trinity," he whispered in a dark husky voice that sent shivers down her spine.
"Me too," she said, her hands coursing through his hair, the silky strands slipping between her fingers like an added caress. Wow. Things were happening too fast, so fast that before she knew it, she was standing naked before him. Despite the coolness of the room, her body was on fire. The way he looked at her, his gaze raking over her body, devouring her like a starving man made her knees weak. Good grief! If he could turn me on with just a look, I can only imagine what he'll do to me when he finally touches me.
He brought his hand to her mouth and traced her lips with the pad of his thumb. "I've dreamt about what it would feel like to have your mouth, to see these pretty little lips of yours wrapped around my cock."
She flashed him her best seductive smile. "No reason you need to keep dreaming." Trinity dropped to her knees, astonished with her own forwardness. She knew she shouldn't have had those last two glasses of wine. At least she wasn't a self-conscious fumbling idiot like she normally was around him. She undid his belt and with one solid yank removed it from his pants and tossed it to the floor. With trembling hands, she unzipped his pants and his cock sprang free. Holy hell! Staring her in the face was the biggest, thickest, hardest cock she'd ever seen. It was gloriously intimidating.
Laszlo gathered her hair into his hands and held it away from her face. He smiled down at her. "Is it too much for you, love?"
It annoyed her how sexy his arrogance was. Yes, Laszlo was a walking, talking Adonis who was hung like a friggin' horse. And he knew it. Hell, everyone who had ever laid eyes on him knew it. Herself included, but she'd be damned if she'd let his size and confidence intimidate her. She licked her lips and wrapped her hand around his shaft, slowing stroking down his length and then back up, her palm circling around the head before taking him into her mouth.
He put his hand on the door with enough force it startled her. "Fuck," he groaned and sucked in a breath.
Trinity smiled at his reaction. Obviously she sucked pretty well. She swirled her tongue around the ridge of his cockhead, her hand still stroking his shaft as she savored the taste of him. Hot, hard, masculine—it
T hree Weeks Ago…
The sound of the door shutting behind them didn't register with her until she felt her back pressed against it and the heat of his body warming her front. The only thing she was focused on was the feel of Laszlo's mouth on hers, his tongue in her mouth, and his body pinning her to the door. His body was lean and muscular and so strong compared to hers. He had the broadest shoulders she'd ever seen or felt and his chest…well, his chest was frustratingly indescribable and totally delectable. Him, his body, his voluptuous lips, and killer smile had been the star of more than one of her fantasies. And now it was coming true. She was in Laszlo Cstary's hotel room, kissing him, tearing at his clothes, preparing to have sex with him. Laszlo Cstary. Billionaire CEO. Playboy extraordinaire. Arrogant, self-indulged, sex on legs. Her boss!
Oh my God, I'm going to have sex with my boss! This was such a colossal mistake. It was never a good idea to mix business with pleasure, especially considering her track record with men and the past she was determined to keep hidden. The last thing she needed was a repeat performance of what happened on her last job. She knew if she wasn't careful that's exactly what would happen though. But, sweet Lord, this was Laszlo Cstary! How on earth could she possibly tell him no when he's been all she'd been able to think about since she started working for him three months ago? His mouth left hers and trailed hot kisses along her jaw and down her throat. She put her head back and moaned softly. It felt incredible and for a brief moment she thought she might be dreaming.
"I've wanted you for so long, Trinity," he whispered in a dark husky voice that sent shivers down her spine.
"Me too," she said, her hands coursing through his hair, the silky strands slipping between her fingers like an added caress. Wow. Things were happening too fast, so fast that before she knew it, she was standing naked before him. Despite the coolness of the room, her body was on fire. The way he looked at her, his gaze raking over her body, devouring her like a starving man made her knees weak. Good grief! If he could turn me on with just a look, I can only imagine what he'll do to me when he finally touches me.
He brought his hand to her mouth and traced her lips with the pad of his thumb. "I've dreamt about what it would feel like to have your mouth, to see these pretty little lips of yours wrapped around my cock."
She flashed him her best seductive smile. "No reason you need to keep dreaming." Trinity dropped to her knees, astonished with her own forwardness. She knew she shouldn't have had those last two glasses of wine. At least she wasn't a self-conscious fumbling idiot like she normally was around him. She undid his belt and with one solid yank removed it from his pants and tossed it to the floor. With trembling hands, she unzipped his pants and his cock sprang free. Holy hell! Staring her in the face was the biggest, thickest, hardest cock she'd ever seen. It was gloriously intimidating.
Laszlo gathered her hair into his hands and held it away from her face. He smiled down at her. "Is it too much for you, love?"
It annoyed her how sexy his arrogance was. Yes, Laszlo was a walking, talking Adonis who was hung like a friggin' horse. And he knew it. Hell, everyone who had ever laid eyes on him knew it. Herself included, but she'd be damned if she'd let his size and confidence intimidate her. She licked her lips and wrapped her hand around his shaft, slowing stroking down his length and then back up, her palm circling around the head before taking him into her mouth.
He put his hand on the door with enough force it startled her. "Fuck," he groaned and sucked in a breath.
Trinity smiled at his reaction. Obviously she sucked pretty well. She swirled her tongue around the ridge of his cockhead, her hand still stroking his shaft as she savored the taste of him. Hot, hard, masculine—it
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