Profited (Bound Together #2)

by Lacey Black

  “Brat,” I mumble as I think about the laughter that I’ve given so freely the past week. It’s all because of Dani and Ryan. I’ve laughed more in the past few days than I have ever in my life. Again, that’s all them.

  “I have a son,” I tell her easily.

  The look on her face is almost comical. It goes from confusion to excitement to shock and then right back to confusion again. “Wait, what?” she whispers.

  “I. Have. A. Son. His name is Ryan and he’s going to be eight at the end of the month.”

  “Is it April Fool’s Day?” Carly asks while flipping through her day planner as if to verify the date.

  “No, it’s not, and it’s not a joke. I met Dani eight, almost nine years ago on a trip down to Arizona. It was right before I started working for my father,” I tell her. When I look up at her, I find her watching me intently, hanging on my every word. “Anyway, one thing led to another and we slept together. I realized the next morning when she was gone that we didn’t use protection. I didn’t know her last name, only that her name was Dani and she lived there in Phoenix.

  “Fast forward a few weeks ago, Steven shows up in my office with Dani in tow. To say I was surprised to see her here was an understatement. That initial meeting didn’t go well, so I had to track her down. When I did, I discovered she had a son. He’s the spitting image of me.”

  “Holy shit,” she whispers. “Reid Hunter is a father? I think the world just shifted on its axis.” Carly continues to stare at me. I’m sure my little sister has told her all about my lack of desire to become a father.

  “Well, I am. And he’s a great kid.”

  “Well, congratulations,” Carly says with a genuine smile. That’s the thing about Carly; all of her smiles are warm and genuine. “And I assume Tara doesn’t know yet because my phone hasn’t been ringing off the hook.”

  “No, she doesn’t. I’m meeting her for lunch this afternoon so I will fill her in then.”

  “Well, then I’ll let you get to it before your lunch,” Dani says as she stands up, gathering all of her files and documents. “Oh, and Reid?” she says, stopping at the doorway. “I really am happy for you. You seem…different lately. Happy almost.” Her smile is direct, and it shoots straight to my chest.

  I am happy. For the first time in my adult life, I feel lighter and freer. Happy is only the start of it.

  * * *

  I watch as Dani comes back outside and joins me on the deck. I helped her get Ryan to bed thirty minutes ago while she went upstairs to tend to her sister. I’m not sure what’s going on with Trysta, but it’s dramatic and full of female emotions.

  “Everything okay?” I ask as she slips into the chair next to me and takes my half-full bottle of beer from the table. There’s nothing sexier than a woman drinking your beer, her plump lips touching the cool glass in the exact same place yours just touched. Just the thought of those lips has my dick hard enough to break concrete.

  I adjust myself in the chair as I wait for her to answer. “Yeah, she’s fine. Guy trouble,” she says without really saying anything at all. And that’s fine. I’m pretty sure I don’t want to fucking know anyway.

  “So, next weekend, my assistant is getting married,” I start, shooting for casual, but knowing that I miss the mark. I can hear my own nervousness in my voice. Fuck. I’ve never asked a woman to attend something like this with me. Somewhere where my friends and family are going to be.

  “Alright,” she says, those stunning blue eyes with reflections of the pool lights staring up at me.

  “And I was hoping you’d go with me.” There. Said it.

  “As in a date?”

  “Yes,” I say immediately. No hesitation. “Carly has been my assistant for a couple of years, but I’ve known her a little longer than that. She’s my sister’s best friend.”

  “And will your sister be there?” she asks curiously.

  I nod my head, waiting on her answer. I try to gauge which answer I’m about to receive, but her face doesn’t give anything away. It’s a rare occasion since Dani usually wears her emotions plainly on her face.

  “Okay,” she whispers as relief courses through me. “I’ll call my dad and see if he can watch Ryan for me.”

  “All night,” I whisper as I lean forward, moving to the edge of my seat.

  “All night?” she whispers in return, her breath fanning against my face.

  “Yeah, I want you to stay with me next weekend. At my house.” Her eyes widen as she absorbs the meaning of my words. I want her to stay with me–all night. Hell, I’d take her back with me right this moment if she’d agree to it.

  “Okay,” she answers again with a small smile. But that little smile means more than just her decision to be my date for next weekend. That smile gives me something to look forward to. And I’m hoping it’s something dirty.

  “Ryan asleep?” I whisper as I wrap my hands around her neck, trailing my fingers across the delicate tanned skin.

  “Yes,” she whispers breathlessly.

  “Trysta?” I ask, bringing my second hand up and weaving it into her long, honey-colored hair.

  “Watching a movie in her bedroom,” she adds moments before I claim her lips with my own. I’ve been dying to kiss these lips all night. Taking this slow and trying to keep my hands to myself has been practically impossible, but the last thing I wanted to do was push Dani too far. I’ve been getting to know my son, spending as much time with him as possible. That doesn’t mean I haven’t been longing to spend some alone time with his mother as well.

  “Come swimming with me,” I whisper against her swollen lips. Her eyes hold a little extra twinkle tonight. Maybe it’s from the kisses we just shared or maybe from the thought of going for a midnight swim. Either way, I want to see how much sparkle I can put in those beautiful fuck-me eyes.

  “Now?” she asks, pulling back and looking over her shoulder.

  “You said it yourself. Ryan’s passed out and your sister is in her room. Come swimming with me,” I say moments before claiming her lips once again. The least amount of time I can give her to talk herself out of this, the better. Maybe if she’s so wrapped up in my kisses, in the way she feels when I’m touching her, then she’ll live a little and jump in the pool with me.

  Fuck knows I could use a cool down right now.

  Even though I plan to heat things up well before either of us have the chance to cool down.

  “Come swimming with me,” I say a third time as I stand up and extend my hand down to Dani.

  “I’m not wearing a swimming suit,” she says wearily, standing before me.

  “Neither am I,” I reply, claiming those lush lips once again.

  My hands dive back into her hair, angling her head upward and allowing me perfect access to her mouth. My tongue dives in, tasting and licking every part of her hot mouth. When her tongue slides against mine, I practically erupt in my pants. Fuck, do I want this woman. Bad.

  Keeping my lips firmly locked on hers, I start to walk us backwards towards the water. Pulling back ever so slightly, I reach for the hem of her shirt and start to pull it skyward. Dani shivers as the night air kisses her abdomen. Oh, don’t worry, sweet Dani. I’ll be warming you up real soon.

  As quickly as I remove her shirt, I pull mine up and over my head even quicker, tossing it somewhere into the darkness surrounding us. I caress the tender skin of her cheek before running my hands down to her chest to the glorious satin covered mounds I recall from my dreams. Her nipples are already pebbled through the material, and I waste no time in pushing both cups to the sides and freeing them from their confines.

  I bend down and latch onto one perfect little nipple. Her moans fill the night around us, ensuring that my dick is harder than it has ever been. Sliding my hands down her sides, I slowly lower her shorts without removing my mouth from her nipple. As the shorts slide down her legs, I already have my hands on my belt, unbuckling it with as much hurry and awkwardness as a teenaged boy. Smooth.

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nbsp; As we both stand on the cool concrete next to the pool, I free us of our other clothes except undergarments. Our lips continually meet, our tongues dance, and our hands touch any and all available skin possible. When I feel her soft fingers glide down my chest and dip into my boxers, lightly grazing the head of my cock, I almost drop to my knees and start singing Hallelujah. Her touch is my undoing. It’s my drug.

  Knowing that I won’t last long if she continues to touch me, I back up until we’re at the water’s edge. Dani looks over her shoulder one last time, as if to confirm that we’re still alone. She stands before me wearing nothing but her bra and panties set. Even in the darkness, I can see the moisture glistening through the thin material from between her thighs.

  God, I want to bury myself between her legs.

  But I won’t.

  At least not tonight.

  “Come on,” I say, releasing her and slipping down into the water. You’d think the shock of the cool water would kill the raging hard-on I’m sporting in my boxers, but hell no. Nothing seems to relieve the ache down there. Nothing but Dani.

  When she first sits on the edge of the pool, then slips down into the water, I waste no time grabbing ahold of her. Goose bumps pepper her entire body–from the water or from my touch, I don’t know. I prop myself back against the pool’s edge, and pull Dani through the water until she’s flush against me. Her back to my front. I know there’s no way she can miss the massive hard-on pressed between her ass cheeks, but when she gasps, I have all the confirmation that I need.

  Suddenly in a frenzied hurry to taste her skin, I dive into the deliciousness of her neck. I’ve been dying to kiss her all night, and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to get lost in the silkiness of her smooth neck once again. She tastes just as I remember. Running my tongue from the shell of her ear down to her collarbone sends my blood roaring in my ears. It’s so loud I almost miss the sounds of her moans.

  Dani’s hands wrap around my thighs as she grinds her ass into my cock. The breath I’m trying to intake lodges firmly in my throat causing my brain to short circuit further. Wrapping my arms firmly around her, my hand travels down to the junction of her legs. The satin material is soaked and it has nothing to do with the fact that we’re in a pool.

  I quickly slide my fingers underneath the elastic. I can feel the heat radiating off her body before I even touch her. I’m not gentle as I take her swollen clit between my fingers. I lick and suck on her neck, and she grinds herself back against me. I’m so close to losing my mind that I have to think of anything other than the sweet ass rubbing me into oblivion. Periodic Table of Elements. Dates of every major US war. Fuck, even reciting the State capitols has to do something. But, no. My body won’t be denied; my mind won’t be distracted.

  Slowly, I slide one finger into her ready body. Water makes a horrible lubricant, but with the extent of her wetness, I slid with ease. She’s warm and tight as I push my finger in as far as I can. This angle gives me a perfect position to caress her swollen nub with my palm. As I slowly pull the finger out, her female juices mixing with the water, I slip a second one in. Dani gasps as her body tries to adjust to the girth of two of my fingers. She’s so fucking tight.

  Her beautiful heart-shaped ass continues to rub against me, instinctively seeking relief the only way her body knows how. It takes more self-control than a starving man facing a buffet to keep myself from slamming my dick into her. But I won’t push her tonight.

  “Let go, baby,” I whisper against her ear as I pump my fingers ruthlessly into her body, all while grinding my palm against her clit. I can feel the moment her body starts to tense in sweet release. Her legs go ridged and her internal muscles clamp down tighter than a vise on my fingers. My free hand snakes up to pinch her nipples, while firmly holding her hostage against my body and the assault with my fingers.

  The sounds of her release fill the night sky. It’s loud and consuming, so I grab her chin and turn her head, swallowing the sounds of her orgasm with a deep kiss. I continue to kiss the fuck out of this woman long after the aftershocks of her release subside. With each nip of my teeth and flick of my tongue, I feel myself slipping further and further into unknown territory. Territory that I never wanted to explore. Yet, with my arms wrapped firmly around Dani’s body, the fear of the unknown doesn’t look so scary.

  “Wow,” she whispers against my lips.

  “That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed,” I tell her honestly as I continue to rain gentle kisses on her well-kissed lips.

  “I can’t believe I just did that in the pool,” she says, her words clearly laced with guilt.

  “That’s why it has chlorine,” I remind her.

  “Yeah, but I still feel like I need to drain and refill it before Ryan swims tomorrow,” she says.

  I slowly remove my fingers from her warm body. As much as I’d love to carry her off into the house and have my wicked way with her, I know that it isn’t the right time. I’m not about to let our first time together after an almost nine-year absence be in a pool with our son sleeping just inside the house.

  “I’m going to head home,” I tell her as I spin her around. Saying those words is almost painful. Her long legs wrap around my back, her pussy rubbing through the material of our underwear. My dick throbs, all but begging for release. It’s a painful reminder that I need to get the hell out of here before I’m unable to do the honorable thing and leave.

  “Wait, what about you?” she asks, her voice a whisper in the night.

  “What about me?” I ask, knowing damn good and well what she’s talking about. My dick slams itself against my stomach, as if to say, “Right here, asshole. Remember me?”

  “You’re just going to pleasure me with your fingers and leave yourself hanging like that?” Her face is full of concern, but I also see something else. I see a hint of mischief.

  “I’m not going to let it happen in a pool. When I take you for the first time again, it’ll be in a bed. It’ll be where no one can hear you. It’ll be when we have nothing to do but make each other scream for hours. Not here. Not like this,” I tell her, those blue eyes sparkling in the darkness.

  “Sit on the edge of the pool,” she demands as she pulls back from my body. I shiver at the loss of her body heat, which, honestly, shocks the shit out of me. I’ve never felt the need to pull a woman’s body against me. The desire to pull her back is so strong, it almost drowns me.

  I look up at those smiling blue eyes, the smile on her face so wide you can almost see all of her teeth. She licks her lips instinctively, and it’s right then that I know. I know what my little vixen is thinking. Part of me wants to hop up on the edge of the pool and let her go to town on my dick. The other part of me wants to put a stop to this. I don’t want her to feel like she has to, because she doesn’t. I had planned on taking a long, long shower when I get home.

  “Dani, you don’t have to do this,” I tell her.

  “Reid, you don’t know how badly I want to do this,” she replies, our eyes locked on each other’s.

  After the world’s longest stare down, which is probably only about five seconds in reality, I turn and hoist myself up and onto the edge of the pool. The air is cold against my wet body, but I know I’ll warm up very quickly. I’m stuck staring at Dani as she swims towards me, eyes focused solely on the bulge between my legs.

  Dani stands up at the edge of the pool and slips comfortably between my legs. Her nipples are pebbled, displayed perfectly over the top of the satin bra, which makes my dick thicken even more. I have no clue how that’s even possible.

  Her eyes are focused on my face as her hands wrap around the hem of my boxers. Using my hands as leverage, I lift up and give her the access she needs to remove my boxers. My balls are so damn tight, I’m afraid they might permanently suck up into my body. Between the combination of excitement and the wet, cold air, they’re as blue as a crayon, and the tightness and heaviness isn’t going away anytime soon.

  I stare do
wn at her beautiful face as she licks her lips once more. The action causes a stirring in my groin and my breath to pant in anticipation. But when she lowers her head, I can no longer fight the desire coursing through me. Her mouth consumes me–mind, body, and soul–and all I can do is sit back and enjoy the ride.

  I’ve died and gone to heaven.

  Chapter Fifteen – Sisterly Advice

  Dani

  The past week has been much of the same. I get up, go to work, bring Ryan home where we get his homework done while I start dinner, and Reid comes over. He spends time with Ryan helping with any lingering homework, reading at bedtime, and generally bonding with him. After Ryan’s in bed, I usually find myself wrapped up in Reid’s strong arms while he showers me with hot kisses and promises of what’s to come when I spend the weekend with him. While watching him leave at the end of each night is difficult, I understand why it has to be that way. I find myself being drawn closer and closer to him, and the thought scares me a little.

  A night here or there, Reid has to work late. I get the impression that his cutting out early so that he can come to my house is something that didn’t happen before. I’ve learned that Reid is a workaholic to a fault, so knowing that he’s leaving work at a decent time to come hang out with Ryan and me is a heady feeling.

  “Are you ready for tomorrow night?” Trysta asks as she helps me clean up from dinner.

  Reid took the entire weekend off from work for the wedding and my impending visit to his house, so he had some things to wrap up this evening. While he called between meetings earlier, I don’t expect to hear from him until tomorrow afternoon when he picks me up for his assistant’s wedding.

  “I think so,” I mumble, recalling the dress hanging in my closet. The navy blue chiffon t-length dress is a stunner with a high neckline in front, and virtually no back. It’s not something I would ever feel comfortable wearing, but after trying it on, Trysta assured me that it was the only dress that would do. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I had to admit that she might have been right. The dress is stunning, and I can’t wait for Reid to see it.