Reckless Entanglement: The Hunter Brothers Book # 1

by Iona Rose

  Matt makes an appreciative noise in the back of his throat and I feel my pussy flood with desire when it hits me that this gorgeous man is as enchanted by me as I am by him. I step forward and run my hand over the front of his trousers again.

  He cups my face with his hands and kisses me. He walks me backwards as he does, leading me to the couch in the corner of the office.

  I didn’t think we’d go all of the way here, but as my knees hit the couch and I tumble backwards onto it, I know we will. And I know I won’t try to stop this from happening. The fact it’s taboo to have sex here only turns me on more.

  Matt doesn’t immediately follow me onto the couch. Instead, he stands before me. I can see his chest rising and falling as he attempts to control his breathing. I reach out and push my hands beneath his shirt, running them over his rock hard abs and up to his chest. I go to stand back up, but Matt puts his hands on my shoulders, holding me in place. I look up at him questioningly and he smiles down at me.

  He gets to his knees and takes hold of my calves, pulling them forward. My ass scoots along the couch and I find myself perched precariously on the edge of it. Matt reaches behind me and opens the button on my skirt and then the zipper.

  I lift my ass as he hooks his fingers into the waistband, letting him slide it down my legs and off me. I lift my ass again and he comes back for my panties. I feel suddenly self-conscious being naked in front of him when he is fully clothed and I reach for the top button of his shirt. I unbutton it and move onto the next one. The whole time I open his buttons, Matt keeps his eyes locked on mine. By the time I have his shirt open and off, I am squirming with need, my pussy wetter than I’ve ever felt it. A shiver goes through me. If he can do that to me with just a look, what can he do to me with his fingers, his tongue, his cock?

  I don’t have to wait long to find out. Matt stays in position for a couple of seconds as I run my hands over his body. I manage to tear my eyes away from his long enough to run them over his body. His skin is lightly tanned, his muscles tight and ripped. I make a groaning sound of longing as I drink him in.

  He touches my shoulders again, pushing me backwards and I feel the back of the couch against my upper back. Matt runs his hands up my calves, tickling the skin there with his light touch. When he reaches my knees, he grabs them, roughly pulling my legs apart. He leans forwards, his face only inches from my pussy. He takes a deep breath, inhaling my scent, and he lets it out in a low moan that sends a throbbing through my clit.

  He moves closer and just when I think I can’t take it any longer, can’t wait another second, his tongue finds my clit. I am instantly aware of the throbbing of it as his hungry mouth clamps down swallowing my engorged nub and sucking almost frenziedly but with a magical action. I gasp, his skill sending shocks of pleasure through my stomach. No man has ever done that to me and I love it. He puts his hands beneath my knees, lifting my legs and depositing them on his shoulders. He runs his hands along my thighs, resting them on the tops of them. He takes hold of my swollen clit between his lips and moves his tongue over my nub faster and faster and I can feel my climax building as he works me intensely. I squeeze my thighs together, pushing his face tighter against me, forcing him to apply even more pressure to my clit. He moves one of his hands from my thigh and I feel his fingers pushing into my slick pussy. I moan as he penetrates me, his fingers working beautifully claiming my pussy as his tongue claims my clit.

  The sensation makes my pussy clench around his fingers while his tongue works magic. My climax is almost upon me now. My breathing is a series of ragged pants as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge. He speeds his fingers up and just as I am about to crash into my orgasm, he expertly sucks my clit into his mouth.

  I arch my back, an ahh sound coming from me as my fists bunch at my sides. He sucks on my clit again and my orgasm washes over me, a tingling heat that starts in my clit and moves through my stomach, making my muscles contract. He slips his fingers out of my clenching pussy and moves his tongue through my slit. He puts his mouth against my opening and sucks, drinking in the juices that pour from me as my orgasm intensifies.

  His probing fingers find my clit and press down on it. I feel the tendons in my neck stretching as my body goes rigid. My breath leaves me in a rush and I try to gasp in another one, but for a moment, I am paralyzed held in place by the pleasure coursing through my body. Finally, his rubbing fingers slow their pace and I suck in a ragged breath that burns my throat. He chooses that moment to push his tongue inside my pussy and my orgasm hits its peak, lighting up every cell in my body. My breath blasts out of me, his name on my lips, a scream so full of primal lust that it sounds more animal than human.

  Matt sits back on his heels, looking at my pussy in lust. I take the few seconds he’s distracted to get my breath back a little bit. Seeing him like this, his cheeks flushed, his hair mussed up, his eyes shining with lust and my juices coating the bottom half of his face sends a rush of need through me.

  I sit back up, reaching for him. He leans closer and kisses me. The salty taste of my juices mingling with the sweet taste of Matt’s mouth almost sends me over the edge again. I shuffle closer to Matt, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him against me as I kiss him hungrily.

  His hands move up and down my back, his fingers leaving trails of fire where they touch. He wraps his arms around me tightly and gets to his feet, lifting me with him. He keeps one hand on my waist, the other he moves beneath my body and opens his trousers. He pushes them to the floor and steps out of them. His boxers follow. He runs his fingers through my slit, rubbing my juices over me, leaving me slick and ready for him.

  He grabs his cock and lines it up with my opening. He’s fucking huge. Long and so thick. He knows there’s no need for any lubrication and slams it into me with one hard thrust and I gasp as he fills me, stretches me. He’s deep inside, our skins merging as he gives me every inch of that beautiful cock. He kisses down my neck as his hips begin to move. “You are mine now Callie,” he says in a low, husky voice.

  I cling to him, moving my hips in time with his, riding his huge cock, feeling it moving deep inside of me, marking its territory and claiming my pussy. I feel my head fall back, my hair tickling my back. Matt is wild as he runs his tongue down my throat and across my chest. He excitedly sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it as he suckles. He grips it gently in his teeth and the bouncing motion of our thrusts makes it tug slightly, sending a wave of perfect pain through me.

  He tightens his hold on it and I gasp, loving the feeling of the stinging pain mixing with the pleasure that’s filling my body. I lift my head back up as he releases my nipple and our mouths slam together again.

  I push my hands into his hair, tugging it as I feel my orgasm starting to build again. Matt gasps in a breath as I tug and our kiss is broken. We look into each other’s eyes for a moment and then Matt is moving, walking me back to the couch. He stays inside of me as he lays me down on my back and gets on top of me. He pulls his hips back and slams his cock into me, going deeper than before, making me gasp again as a delicious stinging feeling throbs through my pussy and into my stomach.

  I meet his thrust with desperate thrusts of my own, slamming myself onto his cock. I run my nails down his bare back, digging them in slightly as he thrusts faster and faster. My orgasm hits me without warning, exploding through my body, pinning me to the couch as every nerve ending in my body turns to fire. My body pulses with ecstasy as Matt continues to pound into me. I press my face against his neck, whispering his name over and over again as the pleasure consumes me and whisks me away.

  I feel my pussy clench around his cock, and as it clenches, Matt moans my name. His cock throbs inside of me and I feel a rush of warmth as he comes in me. I clench around him again, on purpose this time, squeezing his cock, milking every drop of cum from him.

  He moans my name again, and then we are still. He rests his head on my shoulder and I wrap my arms around him as we lay
still for a moment, getting our breaths back.

  Just as I start to feel like I am in control of myself again, Matt lifts his head from my shoulder. He brushes his lips against mine and then smiles down at me. “Was I worth waiting for?” he asks.

  I make a hmm sound and scrunch my face up as though I’m thinking.

  Matt laughs and shakes his head. He gets up, reaches down and helps me up.

  I begin to get dressed, watching as Matt does the same.

  “Enjoying the view?” Matt asks with a raised eyebrow.

  “Yeah,” I say. “And yeah, you were worth waiting for.”

  He crosses to my side to pull me into his arms and kisses me again.

  I laugh and wriggle away after a couple of minutes. “Stop it! Or we’ll still be here when the cleaners get here.”

  Reluctantly, he lets me go and I finish getting dressed. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom. As I pee, I can’t stop myself from grinning. Sex with Matt was everything I had hoped it would be and a lot more. I have never come like that before, not even once, and Matt made it happen twice.

  I finish up and go to the mirror. I run my fingers through my hair, trying to tease it back into some sort of order. I smile to myself when I see my flushed cheeks and my swollen red lips, a reminder of Matt’s lips on mine.

  Chapter Eleven

  Matt

  I watch Callie’s ass as she walks away from me to go to the bathroom. I don’t mean to, I just can’t help myself. She’s so fucking sexy I can’t stop myself from looking at her every chance I get.

  As she leaves the room, I sigh contentedly and finish buttoning my shirt back up. I can’t believe it’s finally happened. After what feels like forever trying to resist Callie, I’ve finally claimed her. She’s mine now.

  My cock stirs at the thought and I try to think of something other than Callie’s tight little pussy, something other than how fucking sweet she tasted. Like I can think of anything else after that. I’m tempted to follow her to the bathroom and fuck her against the sinks, but I resist the urge. I really don’t want the cleaning staff to come in and catch us fucking in the bathroom like teenagers.

  Instead, I take a last look at the couch, unable to wipe the grin from my face. I grab Callie’s handbag and jacket, flick the lights off then leave the office. I wait in the hallway.

  She doesn’t keep me waiting long. She smiles when she sees me holding her handbag. “It suits you.”

  “Really? I always thought purple was more my color,” I joke as I hand her things to her.

  She laughs as she puts her jacket on and hooks her handbag over her shoulder. “Ready?”

  No. I won’t ever be ready to not have you by my side. “Yup,” I say aloud.

  We lock up the restaurant and Callie glances at her watch. “Dammit. We missed the last train,” she says.

  “Yeah I know. Don’t worry. I’ll call a cab. I can drop you off on the way,” I tell her.

  She opens her mouth to argue, but then she thinks better of it and nods her head. It’s not like I’m going to let her walk home and she knows it.

  “Hungry?” I ask her.

  “Yeah, I’m starving.”

  “Good. There’s a twenty-four hour diner just down the road. We can grab a quick bite and then head home if you like,” I say.

  She nods and I hold my arm out to her. She slips her hand through it and we begin to walk.

  “Aren’t you meant to buy me dinner before you fuck me?” she asks.

  I snort out a laugh, her words taking me by surprise. “Traditionally yes, but something tells me you’re not into the traditional stuff. That you prefer to make your own rules.”

  “And break them it seems.” She grins.

  “Break them?” I ask.

  She nods. “I always said I would never get involved with a colleague and yet, here we are.”

  “In your defense, you didn’t know someone like me was going to come and work with you though did you?”

  “Modest aren’t you?” She laughs.

  We reach the diner and I hold the door open for her, watching her ass again as she slips through. “I do try to be,” I say.

  Callie shakes her head but she laughs. I lead her to a booth in the almost deserted diner and we sit down. She picks up the menu and I follow suit, even though I already know what I’m ordering. I watch Callie as her eyes scan the menu. Her tongue pokes out the corner of her mouth as she reads. As I watch her, I feel a warm feeling in my stomach.

  Callie puts the menu down.

  “You know what you want?” I ask her.

  “Cheeseburger and fries,” she says. “You can’t come to a place like this and not get that can you?”

  “And a chocolate milkshake,” we both say together and laugh.

  I go up to the counter and place our order and pay for the food. I go back to the booth and Callie and I sit in companionable silence waiting for our food. Her stomach growls and we both laugh.

  “I told you I was starving,” she says.

  We don’t have to wait too long before our meals arrive and we dive in. Callie dips fries in ketchup and nibbles on them, chewing slowly, almost thoughtfully.

  “What are you thinking about?” I ask her. I curse myself for the lame line.

  Callie doesn’t seem to notice. Instead, she just shakes her head and laughs. “Honestly. I was just thinking how much I’m dreading work tomorrow. I’m on the lunch time shift and we’re always short staffed for the lunch crowd. And well, I guess I was thinking that it will be weird for us not doing the same shift tomorrow. I kind of like closing up with you and getting the train home together.”

  “So have dinner with me tomorrow night,” I blurt out. It’s not a spur of the moment thing. I knew the second I kissed Callie earlier today I was going to take her to dinner tomorrow night, but I had planned on asking her a much better way.

  “You’re meant to be on the closing shift at the restaurant,” she says.

  “I’ll get out of it.” I shrug. “I’ll make something up.” I won’t make anything up. I’ll just tell Marco I won’t be in. It’s not like he can fire me for missing a shift.

  “Okay…” Callie smiles. “It’s a date.” She blushes furiously as she realizes what she’s just said. “I mean—”

  “It is a date,” I cut her off. I know I’m doing what I swore I wouldn’t do. I’m letting Callie get under my skin, letting her distract me from what I’m meant to be doing. But she’s worth it. I’ll find a way to still do what I have to do and get the girl.

  She smiles at me, a warm, happy smile that makes my heart skip a beat. I want to tell her the truth, tell her everything. But I can’t. Not yet. I just have to hope that when I do, she can find it in her heart to forgive me for not telling her sooner.

  Chapter Twelve

  Callie

  “I knew you wouldn’t be able to hold out on confronting Matt.” Chloe laughs. She takes a long drink of her beer and holds it in the air to sigh dramatically. “Ahhh, the sweet taste of victory.”

  “Okay, okay, you got me!” I laugh. “But I did last a good few hours.”

  “Yeah, but you spent those hours avoiding him Callie. How long did you last after speaking to him?”

  “About four minutes.” I cringe.

  Chloe laughs and shakes her head. “Look it all worked out for the best, didn’t it? He’s not married, and he’s clearly into you. Why can’t you just relax and enjoy it?”

  Why can’t I? Last night couldn’t have gone better. Matt isn’t married, we’d had the best sex of my life and I will be going on a date with him tonight after a quick drink with Chloe. What more could I possibly ask for? “It’s just… I don’t know. I can’t put my finger on it. But I feel like he’s hiding something from me. Something big. He told me he wasn’t married and I believe him, but he still didn’t tell me who was on the phone that night.”

  “Maybe he thinks he doesn’t have to explain himself to someone he hasn’t even been on a date with yet,” Chloe
suggests, somewhat unhelpfully.

  “Gee thanks for that Captain Obvious.” I laugh.

  “All I’m saying is give him a chance. You haven’t told him about the skeletons in your closet, so why do you expect him to tell you every detail of his life?”

  “I don’t have skeletons in my closet,” I point out.

  “Really? So Matt knows Marco is a dick to you because you turned him down, does he?”

  “Well no, but that’s hardly a skeleton is it? I haven’t told Matt because there’s nothing to tell, and I really don’t want to even think about Marco when I’m with Matt.”

  “Exactly. And maybe he has something similar that’s not really going to affect your relationship, but it’s just messy and something he doesn’t feel the need to tell you.”

  “Maybe,” I relent.

  Truth be told, I kind of tuned out after Chloe said the word relationship. Are Matt and I in a relationship? It’s too soon to think that way. We had one great night, but that doesn’t mean anything does it? I don’t want to get ahead of myself and come across as some psycho that starts signing my name as Mrs Callie… Mrs Callie who? It occurs to me suddenly that I don’t even know Matt’s last name.

  “Where’s he taking you anyway?” Chloe asks, interrupting my thoughts.

  “I’m not sure… I just know we’re going for dinner, and he’s picking me up at seven.”

  “Seven?” Chloe says. “You realize it’s six thirty now right?”

  “What? No. Shit,” I curse, checking my watch and seeing she’s right. I planned on going home to get changed, but that’s out of the window now. It’ll take me until after seven to get back to my dorm room. I look down at my outfit. A pink dress that sits on my mid-thigh. It’s cute, but it’s not really restaurant cute. I shrug. It’ll have to do. “I’ll text him for the address of the place.”