Congratulations to the bride- and groom-to-be echoed down the banquet table as everyone raised their glasses of champagne to them. Ross and Jezzie were sitting at the end of the table, both sporting radiant smiles as they accepted the toast. Jezzie’s parents were sitting to her right, while Lilly’s mom and dad were to Ross’ left.
She glanced at Blake. He was sitting farther down the table from her, next to Ellie. Lilly had known Ellie for years. The woman flirted with anything in pants, and right now she was putting the moves on Blake in an obvious way. And he didn’t seem immune. Why should he? Ellie was cute, outgoing, and underdressed, as usual. Leave it to her to show up at a rehearsal dinner looking like a horny slut.
It dawned on Lilly that she was jealous. She took another sip of her drink and glared at the two of them. Ellie leaned in to whisper something to Blake, an obvious ruse to rub her overlarge breasts against him. Damn him! Not two hours ago they’d screwed the hell out of each other in the shower, and there he sat, flirting back with Ellie right in front of her.
Lilly swallowed the rest of her drink and reached for a bottle in front of her. Her eyes caught the gaze of the man sitting across from her. Craig, was that his name? Craig was Jezzie’s cousin. He wasn’t a bad-looking man, kind of reminded her of Brad Pitt. A smile formed on his mouth and Lilly returned it as she filled her glass. She cast another glance Blake’s way. She might as well be invisible to him. Well, two could play at that game!
He nodded. “And you’re Ross’ sister, Lilly?” Lilly bowed her head, indicating he was correct. “I see we both came without a date.”
Lilly resisted the urge to glance back at Blake. They’d come there together but because they’d arrived late they’d been left to fill whatever seats were vacant. “It looks that way.”
She took a drink, realizing for the first time that she was beginning to feel woozy. How many glasses had she had? She made a mental note this would be her last. Dinner was over. The dirty dishes were replaced with dessert, which looked like some kind of mousse topped with fresh fruit. Lilly picked up a raspberry and popped it into her mouth.
“Would you like to dance?”
This time she did glance at Blake, surprised to find him watching her. Their gazes clung, but only until Ellie drew his attention back to her by putting her hand on him. Lilly saw red. The bitch! She pushed her chair back.
“I’d love to.”
Craig pushed his chair back with a grin and they walked to the end of the buffet table where they met up. They wordlessly walked to the dance floor and turned into each other’s arms automatically. Lilly immediately found herself drawn close to his body. She made a light effort to pull back a little, but his arms were like octopus tentacles around her. After a moment she gave up and rested her head upon his shoulder.
She started to ask him how long he was going to be there, aware he’d only come for the wedding, but clamped her mouth shut again. She didn’t really feel like talking. Her emotions were churning with the picture of Blake and Ellie back at the table, and how cozy they had appeared. Every time Craig turned her around her gaze fell on them. Lilly realized that she and Craig were steadily moving to where the dance floor ended, and closer to the banquet table.
In a desire to make Blake sit up and take notice, Lilly tossed back her head and laughed loudly. It worked. Blake looked their way and Lilly quickly glanced away. She didn’t want to be obvious about it. Then she realized Craig had pulled back slightly and was looking down at her with furrowed brows.
She felt the heat of embarrassment crawl up her neck. He must think she was crazy. “I, ah, just remembered a joke.”
His frown was replaced with a smile. “Want to share?”
Lilly shook her head. “Sorry, you had to be there.”
With an indifferent shrug he drew her back against him and continued turning around to a slow Frank Sinatra song. Lilly smiled and made eye contact with Blake every time she was brought back around. Ellie was still talking to him, unaware she no longer had his attention. When Craig’s hands slowly slipped down her back to rest on her hips, Lilly couldn’t be more pleased at the dark look covering Blake’s face.
She winked at him, aware she was baiting him. The glitter in his narrowing eyes warned Lilly not to go too far. But why shouldn’t she? After all, he’d never made any permanent claims on her. The sex between them didn’t mean anything without the words. Only, the look on Blake’s face said words weren’t necessary. For some reason she recalled the spanking he’d given her, the thought making her tingle with awareness.
The next time she was facing his direction, Lilly pursed her lips and sent him a kiss. But it was when Craig’s hands slipped lower to cover her ass that Blake scraped back his chair and stood. She caught her breath. He was a towering figure dressed all in black, looking positively dangerous and capable of anything. She felt her heart in her throat.
Ellie tried to draw his interest back down to her, but Blake ignored her. He gently tore his arm away and began to walk in slow strides down the length of the buffet table. Lilly began to tremble inside, from arousal, not fear. Oh, Blake looked angry all right. But she had no doubts she could tame the beast, starting with getting rid of Craig. She wasn’t being fair to him, using him like she was.
“I see him.”
Her eyes rounded with surprise as she leaned back to meet his eyes. “What?”
He chuckled. “I saw you two arrive together. And you haven’t been able to take your eyes off each other all night.”
Lilly couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “But…”
He shrugged. “Call it my good deed for the day. When I saw how jealous you were getting over the moves Ellie was making on him I figured turnabout was fair play.”
She smiled, relieved he was making this so easy for her.
Blake was getting closer. Lilly’s heart rate picked up speed. Then he was there.
“Excuse me.” Lilly found her arm taken in a gentle yet firm hold. “But the lady is with me.”
Craig released her without a word and stepped away. Lilly found herself drawn against a much harder, more familiar body, and engulfed in strong arms. As she placed her head against Blake’s chest she was aware of the muscle twitching in his lean jaw above her.
“Are you trying to piss me off?” His tone was a low grumble, revealing his irritation.
Lilly smiled, feeling victorious. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“You think I like seeing you in the arms of another man?”
“You think I like seeing you flirting with another woman?” she fired right back.
“Talking is a far cry from touching,” Blake ground out between clenched teeth, the tic in his jaw still working. “When his hands dropped to your ass I wanted to kill him.”
His words thrilled her. Her smile grew wider. Blake chose that moment to pull back so he could meet her eyes. He scowled. Lilly glanced down with pretended shyness. “When his hands were on my ass I wanted them to be yours.”
“Don’t play with me, Lilly. In case it’s escaped your notice I’m angry as hell right now.”
“Is that supposed to scare me?” Lilly would never admit that it did, a little. But it also amused her, because his anger was the result of jealousy. For her. “What are you going to do, Blake, spank me again?” She counted on the fact that he would hardly make a scene there on the dance floor. “Fuck me?”
His eyes hardened. “You really like playing with fire, don’t you, Lilly? You think I won’t make a scene right here in front of everyone?” His hands traveled down her back and before Lilly could draw in her next breath he was cupping her ass and pulling her sharply against him. “Don’t doubt it for a minute, baby.”
A shiver of strong desire spread through Lilly’s body. It amazed her how easily Blake made her want him. Something naughty inside her wanted to see how far she could push him in public. To see if his bite was worse than his bark.
“You wouldn’t dare.”
Blake brought them to a dead stop. He looked down at her for what seemed like a long time. Lilly held her breath with anticipation. She was vaguely aware of the other couples on the dance floor around them. Laughter and conversation filtered throughout the hall. She cast a quick glance in the direction of the banquet table to see Ross and Jezzie in a discussion with their parents. Ellie and Craig were engrossed with each other and Lilly couldn’t help wonder if he’d had his own agenda when he’d asked her to dance. She returned her gaze to Blake’s.
“Lilly, Lilly…” He nudged her legs apart and wedged his knee between them. Her eyes grew round at his unexpected move. “Don’t you know anything about me by now?”
She was beginning to realize she might have made a mistake in taunting Blake. He began to dance again and every movement made Lilly aware of his thigh brushing between her legs and against her mound. She was also keenly aware of his expanding cock. She began to shake with excitement…and a little worry.
“You should have thought of that before starting this little game.” The hands against her butt kept her firmly wedged against him. “I’m going to make you come, Lilly, right here on the dance floor.”
“No…” Panic set in and Lilly was afraid he would do just that. She was already creaming in her panties as his hard thigh was stimulating her clit. Her breath became erratic. After a while she forgot all about her parents, her brother, Jezzie and anyone else in the room.
But Blake wouldn’t let her forget. “Yes, baby…right here in front of everyone.” He leaned forward and sank his teeth into her exposed collarbone, like a wolf marking her as his. Lilly shuddered wildly, whimpering a little in pain. “This will teach you to think before challenging me in public again.” He kissed his way up to her neck. “I might come too.”
“Blake…” she sighed weakly.
He put his mouth against her ear and whispered, “Where would you like me to put my cock, baby? Where do I put my cum?” He kissed her on the lips. “In your sweet mouth?” A hand caressed her breast. “On your lovely tits?” He squeezed her fanny. “In your tight ass?”
His comment drew a moan from Lilly, and she began to tremble with excitement. She couldn’t help it when her hips began to undulate against Blake, slowly so no one would notice what she was doing. Damn…she wanted him to kiss her again. This time longer, deeper. She wanted him inside her. But the thought of them climaxing on the dance floor overruled her common sense, and any decency she had in her bones. At least Blake seemed to be guiding them farther away from the banquet table and into a darker corner of the dance floor.
She nudged aside his shirt with her nose and brushed her lips against his chest, and then inhaled his arousing scent into her lungs. Blake effortlessly lifted Lilly up so that he could intensify the movements between them. His heavy breathing indicated he was as turned-on as she was. As her desire grew, Lilly lost all sense of where they were and began to concentrate solely on what they were doing. She was past the point of return.
She wanted to come.
“Blake…please.” She whispered the words against his flesh, shaking with pleasure. “I’m so close.” Her breasts were swollen and aching against his hard chest.
Blake reached between them and pinched one of her nipples. “Just let it happen, baby.”
“No…not here,” Lilly whispered weakly. “I’m afraid.” Afraid the music surrounding them wouldn’t drown out the scream of a woman in the throes of an orgasm.
“Here!” Blake hissed, forcing Lilly down harder against his knee. He lowered his mouth down on hers and swallowed Lilly’s cry when release came. For that she was thankful. And she could only hope anyone observing them thought her uncontrollable shaking was some sort of new dance.
Blake’s kiss grew gentler as Lilly gradually brought her body under control. When they broke apart he refused to let her go, and she leaned weakly against him, her heart still pounding.
“What about you?” she asked quietly. “You didn’t come.”
Blake laughed gruffly. “I didn’t say it would be here.”
When the music stopped he took Lilly by the hand and led her off the dance floor. She didn’t question him when they passed the banquet table, and no one asked where they were going.
All she knew was that the man she loved wanted her.
* * * * *
The following morning when Lilly opened her eyes she wasn’t surprised to find Blake in her bed. After a night of lovemaking he’d been too exhausted to go to the sofa, where she’d tossed him a pillow and blanket after Ross returned home. Besides, they wanted to spend their last night together, and couldn’t get enough of each other. It was as if they were trying to make up for lost time. Blake stirred but didn’t waken. He hugged her closer to his side and nuzzled her neck with his nose.
God, she loved him! Closing her eyes, Lilly relived the evening before, when Blake had taken her in the elevator after leaving the rehearsal dinner. He was a passionate man and like everything else he did, he did it very well. They’d no sooner entered the empty elevator than Blake had stopped it and pushed her up against the wall. He’d followed her with his body and pinned her there.
Lilly could still remember the strength of his arousal against her butt. Moaning, she’d pushed against it, receiving a guttural sound of intense desire from Blake. He’d lowered his mouth to the back of her neck and kissed her while his hands raised her short skirt, moved her soaked panties aside and he entered her from behind.
It was a raw act of possession, and Lilly’s only response had been to arch her body so he had easier access. Then Blake had proceeded to fuck the hell out of her, fast and furious, bringing them both to a hard, quick release. They’d collapsed against each other and the elevator wall. After that he’d held Lilly with tenderness, kissing her mouth and wiping her damp hair away from her face.
“What are you thinking?”
Lilly smiled. “About last night in the elevator.”
She felt his smile against her forehead. “Yeah, that was good. It’s a good thing I’m leaving soon. I need the rest.”
“You mean there aren’t any women on the rig?” She held her breath. Was that obvious?
Blake put his hand beneath her chin and tilted her face until their eyes met. “Yes, Lilly. But there’s been no one since you, I wasn’t lying about that.”
God, she wanted to believe him. “No wonder you’ve been so hungry.”
“I got the impression you were just as hungry.” He kissed her gently.
“Well, I haven’t been with anyone since you, either.”
She felt him tense, and the silence that followed revealed more than words. Lilly rolled until she was on her back. She brought her hand up to caress his chest, their gazes clinging. Now was the time to tell him how she felt. But the words were locked in her throat. Instead, she found herself asking, “Why hasn’t there been anyone else for you?”
Now he was the one rolling onto his back, breaking eye contact as if she’d find the answer there. “I haven’t met anyone I care to get involved with.”
Well, there it was. Lilly had no doubts now how Blake felt, about emotional attachments anyway. He probably felt safe sleeping with her because of their history together. Still, the thought of being used like that angered her as much as it hurt her. How could he? Was he so insensitive that he couldn’t tell they had something special?
“Do you think I’m immune to that, Blake?” She had to hear the words, even knowing they would hurt.
“You’re different, baby.” He reached for Lilly and dragged her onto his chest.
“In what way, because I’m your best friend’s sister?” She stiffened against him. Did that give him the right to take advantage of her? “Are you saying I’m easy? That you can fuck me as many times as you want and just walk away?”
Hearing her own words made her angry. Lilly tried to squirm off him but Blake was too strong for her. “Calm down, baby…” He easily subdued her. “I didn’t say that.”
“Then what are you saying?” She continued to struggle, a burn in her eyes that warned her she was on the verge of tears. She had to get away before he saw them. “Let me go, Blake.”
“No…” Lilly found her wrists grabbed, the action making her angrier because she wasn’t strong enough to fight him.
“I have to get ready for the wedding.”
He turned his head and it was obvious he was looking at the clock. “Not at nine o’clock in the morning.”
“Blake…” She arched in an effort to break free. “I’ll yell for Ross,” she threatened. She’d never put Ross in that position, but Lilly was willing to say anything to gain her freedom.
He laughed. “Then I’ll have to kiss you into silence.”
“This isn’t funny.” Lilly moved wildly against him. “I have… I have…damn it, Blake!” His laughter fueled her anger to higher proportions.
“Stop before you get hurt.” There was a mild threat in his tone.
“Then let…me…go!” She elbowed him in the ribs. He released a grunt. And in the next instant Lilly found herself flipped onto her back. She slapped him across the face before he pinned her wrists down upon the bed. Angry tears fell out of the corners of her eyes.
“What the hell!” Confusion glimmered in his dark eyes. “What’s wrong with you?”
Lilly was too angry and disappointed to consider her words first. “What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you! I just realized you’ve been using me as your sex toy ever since—”
“Sex toy!” Blake laughed loudly.
“Yes! And don’t think you’re going to put that thing inside me again.” Lilly was referring to his erection. Blake laughed again. “I mean it, Blake.”
“I love you,” he said simply.
What? Lilly instantly stilled, and searched for the truth in Blake’s laughing eyes. Their breathing seemed loud in the quiet room, their hearts were pounding as one. “Then…why did you leave me?”
“Because I was scared, Lilly. And once I’d had a taste of you I knew it would never be enough.” His mouth was gentle upon hers. A kiss so sweet and ending too soon. “And you were so fucking young.”
“Oh, Blake!” Elation overwhelmed Lilly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him down until their mouths were touching.
It began as a tender kiss shared between two people who’d just discovered their love for one another was reciprocated, and soon escalated into a heated moment of passion. Lilly moaned beneath his rough possession and opened her mouth to his searching tongue, arching beneath his hands as they explored her body in all the intimate places that brought her so much pleasure. When Blake finally pulled back they were both out of breath.
“I have another week before I have to head back. What do you say after the wedding today we fly to Las Vegas and make this legal?”
Lilly’s eyes widened with surprise and she opened her mouth to respond, only to find that she was momentarily speechless. Getting married was the last thing she’d expected.
Was she dreaming?
“Well, what do you say, baby? You gonna let me make an honest woman out of you?”
She felt him slipping something onto her finger and glanced at the beautiful emerald-cut diamond in awe. She wasn’t imagining that. Then she grabbed Blake to her and spread her legs.
“Yes!” Tears flooded her eyes as happiness consumed her. “Yes, I’ll marry you!”
She welcomed him inside her body, already knowing that he was inside her heart and soul.