Seduction by Lora Leigh, now you can read online.
Prologue
Jesse had sworn Terrie would come to him. He wouldn’t spend agonizing months trying to ease her into a relationship she had stated she would never tolerate. So he tried to seduce her into it instead.
After Jesse’s brother, Thomas, died he had made himself indispensable to her. He was at the house often, fixing this or that, just talking or watching movies late into the night. Despite appearances, Terrie was a wary person, well aware of how easily she could be hurt, how weak she was physically. From what he had gathered, his brother had been more of a bastard than he had ever imagined.
Thomas had hurt her in the worst possible way. Terrie could have overcome physical abuse. She would have just left. But the systematic psychological and verbal abuse had damned near destroyed her.
“Now that was a beautiful wedding.” Terrie stumbled against him a bit as he helped her into the house.
James and Ella’s wedding ceremony had made her teary-eyed, reflective. She had sat in the limo on the way home, quiet, a bit sad, staring out the window as her fingers stroked over the upper swell of one breast her cream-colored dress had revealed. The action had caused his c**k to swell—to harden in agonizing need.
Jesse’s brother, James, had married her best friend after nearly tens years of waiting impatiently on Ella to come around and be tempted by the sexuality he offered her.
“Well, it wasn’t a long one, anyway.” Jesse pulled her to him, leading her to the living room, enjoying her soft weight against his side.
The smooth silk of her dress slid against his hands, and when he sat her on the couch, the hem rode just below the crotch of her panties. Cream-colored silk as well. He was betting it was a thong.
“You kissed the bride.” Her surprising comment had his brows lifting in surprise.
He had kissed the bride. Long and deep, to her complete surprise and shocked arousal.
“Yeah, I did.” He knelt before her, removing the high-heeled shoes from her small feet.
“That was so decadent,” she sighed then. “Kissing her that way, with your tongue. You made her horny.”
He smothered his laughter. “That was the point,” he whispered up at her as he caressed the slight welts on the side of her foot.
She pouted. She had such an intriguing pout, and used it on him often.
“I promise not to kiss Ella again.” His hand stroked her calf as he felt a small tremor work over her body.
“Sax f**ked her. He was at the wedding, of course.” She shot him a narrow eyed, disgruntled look. “I knew she couldn’t hold out. She gave in too easily.”
She sounded angry with Ella, though Jesse knew she was more than pleased that her friend had finally found some happiness.
“You, of course, would be much harder to convince?” he asked her, careful to keep his voice even, his hand on her calf comforting rather than arousing.
She leveled a hard look at him. “I am not so easy.”
That was sure as hell the truth. He murmured consoling words while massaging her foot, well aware of how the heels made her feet ache.
“I’m not your sister.” She jerked her foot from his grasp, staring down at him angrily. “Stop treating me like one.”
“Keep it up and I’ll turn you over my knee and paddle your ass.” He jerked her foot back. “Now what has you so upset? I thought you were happy for Ella.”
“I am.” She was pouting again, watching him darkly.
“Then what’s your problem?” he asked her again.
“You’ve never kissed me like that,” she finally said, her cheeks blooming with a flush. “Why haven’t you?”
Her hazel eyes, more green than brown, watched him with narrow frustration and arousal. Her soft red hair cascaded around her face, the fiery waves tempting his hands to smooth them back from her flushed cheeks.
He pursed his lips. Her br**sts were moving quickly beneath her dress, her ni**les hard, poking impatiently at the light fabric. He allowed his hand to stroke higher along the inside of her leg.
“Because,” he whispered. “I can never decide where to put my tongue first.”
She blinked, confusion filling her expression. “What?” Her question was almost a gasp.