Cole took a few steps into his kitchen, not wanting to waste any time with her. His bedroom seemed miles away. He set her on the cold, black, granite countertops and pulled her panties down. His mouth met her already wet pussy.
Anna ran her fingers through Cole’s hair wanting to keep him close to her core. He licked her and fucked her with his tongue, then his fingers. He played with her piercing and sucked on her clit making her pant his name. The erotic pressure was building, and the walls of her pussy were beginning to contract.
“Not yet, mia bella.”
Damn him! She hated when he did this, but loved it during the massive orgasm and afterward. She knew he was trying to build her orgasm to the point where she would explode. “Cole, I have—”
Cole climbed on the countertop and thrust into her with such a desirable force, it made her head spin. She had never had sex on top of a kitchen island before. Her body was hot and welcomed the coolness of the granite stone.
“Fuck, baby. All I could think about this week was being inside you like this,” he exclaimed with erratic breaths. “Spread your legs wider for me.”
Anna bent her knees and spread her legs for him. He pinned her arms above her head. He was buried deep inside her but stopped moving. Cole unclasped her bra, freeing her breasts. He stopped to look at her and his heart yearned. He knew he missed her a lot but didn’t even know the magnitude until she was back in his arms.
Anna was aching for a release. Her inner walls clenched around Cole. He took in a sharp breath and closed his eyes.
“Do that again, Anna.”
Anna clenched around him again. “Cole, look at me. Do you want more?” she seductively asked. He opened his eyes and nodded. Even though he had her pinned underneath him, she knew what kept her in control. Feeling her muscles intentionally contract around his cock made the tattooed, muscle man swoon. She did it again and again, and his cock swelled even more inside her.
Cole began moving again, increasing his intensity. He released her arms, and she immediately wrapped them around him, arching her back to give him more.
Anna dug her fingernails into his back as she reached her peak. “Oh fuck,” she cried. Her pussy squeezed him like a vice. He pounded into her hard and fast reaching his orgasm and his cum filling her.
“Holy fuck. That was amazing,” Cole stated as his body dropped on top of hers, still inside her.
Her hands smoothed over his back which was damp from sweat. She wrapped her legs around him and embraced him while clenching her inner muscles again.
He gasped. “Damn, baby. I love when you do that.”
He felt his cock start to come to life again, so she continued.
“Let’s stand up,” Anna suggested.
Cole pulled out of her and felt a sense of loss. If he could stay inside her all the time, he would be the happiest man on earth.
They moved off the kitchen island. Anna grabbed a bottle from the refrigerator. She shoved him backwards until his back hit the cool stainless steel. With a devious look, she dropped to her knees and showed him the bottle.
“I’ve been craving chocolate…all…week…long, Mr. Turner.” She popped the cap off of the chocolate syrup. “I think it is time for me to indulge. Don’t you think?” He nodded in agreement. She began to squirt his manhood with the delicious treat. It was cold, but he was so hot for this woman, it didn’t matter one bit. He loved her wild side.
She took a tiny lick of the chocolate syrup, catching a drip off his crown. “Mmm, so good.” She took more tiny licks.
Watching Anna and thinking about what they were doing, where they were doing it, and what they were using, was just about killing him. “Fuck Anna, take me deep.”
“Not yet, baby. I want to savor my dessert. Your cock makes it taste so much better.”
“Jesus Christ, Anna.”
Anna continued to torture him. She moved his chocolate covered cock over her breasts, smearing chocolate all over her tits. She lapped at him some more and grabbed his ass. She kneaded his glutes and twirled her tongue around his crown.
In one swoop, she took him in all the way to her throat and pushed a finger in his ass.
“Fuck,” he exclaimed and braced himself on the counter. Her mouth suctioned around him. He could feel her tongue playing with his dick. She continued to finger him with one hand and used her other hand to move his body in and out of her mouth. Within a few moments, Cole’s release was unlocked. He grunted her name, and his warm cum sprayed her throat.
Anna drank every lost drop of his cum and licked every last bit of chocolate syrup off of him. She stood up and looked at Cole who was still breathing heavy and needing the counter for support. She giggled. “Yeah, I know. You loved that.”
He managed to muster up enough energy to push himself away from the counter and pull her into his arms. “Hell yeah, I did.” He looked down at her breasts and laughed. She had chocolate smeared over them, and now he had some on his chest, too. “I think we need to take care of this. Good thing I am in the mood for a sundae.” He moved around the kitchen getting everything he needed—ice cream, a spoon, and whipped cream. “I almost forgot the cherries,” he smiled and turned back to the refrigerator pulling out a jar of maraschino cherries.
Anna grabbed the jar from him and seductively placed a cherry on her tongue. Cole watched her closely as she ate it. A few seconds later, she pulled out the stem which was now knotted.
“That tongue works wonders in so many brilliant, fucking ways.”
She gave him a seductive smile. He moved toward her pressing his body and the cold treats against her. She screamed from the icy sensation and ran toward his bedroom. “That’s really cold, Cole,” she shouted.
He chased after her, laughing at their playfulness. “Now, it’s time for my dessert.”
One delicious sundae later and some amazing shower sex to get rid of all the sticky treats, Anna and Cole lay side by side in his warm, cozy, king-sized bed. Cole stroked the side of her face, brushing away the hairs that had fallen on her cheek.
“I am falling in love with you,” Anna whispered with sleepy eyes.
Cole pulled her body close to his and kissed her head. “And I with you. Buonanotte, mia bella Anna.”
Chapter Thirteen
Anna walked into work tired but feeling like a million bucks. She found herself constantly staring at the beautiful ring Cole gave her. Becca and Holly noticed it right away. It was kind of hard not to. It shimmered in the light and really did bring out her eyes more. Even the girls said so.
Deep in her workload for the day, Anna’s phone buzzed. She hit the intercom button. “Yes, Holly?”
“Anna, there is an Officer Frazier here to speak with you.”
“Did he say what this was about?”
“I asked him, but he wouldn’t tell me anything.”
“Okay. Thanks, Holly. Send him back.”
Anna scurried around her office trying to put things in place as quickly as possible. She could hear her mother’s voice in her head telling her she should keep her office neat and tidy for surprise visitors. That just didn’t seem to work for Anna. She liked everything sprawled all about, all out in the open where she could see everything.
There was a knock at her door. “Come in,” Anna said politely.
“Miss Bryant, I am Officer Frazier from the Chicago Police Department.”
She reached out and firmly shook his hand. “Anna Bryant. Nice to meet you, officer. Please have a seat.” Anna gestured to the police officer to the one open chair in her office and shut her office door. “Please ignore the mess. We are working on a few big projects.” Anna took a seat in her office chair and felt incredibly nervous all of a sudden.
Why the hell was he here?
“No problem, miss.”
“How can I help you?” Anna clasped her hands and placed them on her desk.
“We have some questions about your business with Twilight Enterprises.”
A gut wrenching fe
eling hit Anna’s stomach. She moved her clasped hands into her lap so the officer wouldn’t notice her hands which were now fidgeting.
“Okay, I would be happy to answer any questions you have.”
“How long have you been doing business with the Turner brothers?”
“Close to a year now.”
“Did you work on both of their clubs?”
“Yes. My interior design company has a contract with Twilight Enterprises to design all of their clubs.”
“Do you know their staff members?”
“I know Cole and Trent Turner fairly well and some of their employees, but just from being a patron. My business interactions are directly with Cole and Trent.” The officer was taking notes. “Officer Frazier, what is this all about?”
“I cannot disclose that information to you, miss. I do appreciate your cooperation today. Please do keep our talk confidential. I will be in touch again.”
“Okay.”
“I can show myself out.” The officer got up and left Anna’s office.
Anna sunk into her chair and covered her face with her hands. There was a knock at her door. “Yeah?” she grumbled.
Becca walked in and closed the door. “What was that all about?”
“I am not sure if I should tell you. Then again, you have been working with me on this client. I am surprised he didn’t ask you any questions.”
“Oh, he did.”
“Ugh.” Anna thumped her head on the desk. “Should I call Cole?”
“I’m not sure, Anna. If this was any other client, I would say no. But since you two are involved, maybe you should.”
“True, but I also don’t want to get arrested either. The officer told me to keep the conversation confidential. Goddammit! What the hell is going on?”
“I don’t know, hun. Just keep working and maybe by the time you see Cole tonight we’ll have figured out what is going on.”
Becca left Anna to get back to work. She tried to push this whole thing out of her head. She had tons of work to do. She had to finish the final details of the club. Opening night was quickly approaching. She was also putting together some design boards for a fitness center and spa, a private estate, and a new café.
Holly and Becca were out to lunch when the phone rang. Typically, they would go together and forward the calls to voicemail, but Anna decided to work straight through lunch today. “Anna Bryant Designs. Anna Bryant speaking.”
“Miss Bryant. This is Officer Frazier. Please come down to the station. I have a warrant to collect all of your files and plans for Twilight Enterprises, so please bring them.”
“Officer, I would be happy to do that. Would you please tell me what this is regarding?”
“I will, miss, when you get here for further questioning. Please arrive before two o’clock.” He abruptly ended the call.
What the fuck was this all about? Anna slowly hung up her office phone. She got the Twilight Enterprises files and copied everything she needed in order to get the job completed this week. She assumed the police were going to keep the file. The last thing she wanted was to delay the completion of the job. The huge grand opening was already in the works.
Becca and Holly came back from their lunch right as Anna was walking out the door.
“Where are you off to?” Becca asked.
Anna gave her a grim look. “The police station. Holly, please handle as many of my calls as possible. I’m not sure how long this is going to take. Also, Becca, can you pull some paint swatches and floor samples for the café?”
They both nodded. Holly walked to her desk.
“Anna?” Anna turned toward Becca. “Keep me posted, and call me if you need anything.”
“Thanks. I will.”
Anna hailed a cab to the police station. Her nerves were a mess. A million different scenarios assaulted her mind. Were Cole and Trent keeping something from her? Did one of the contractors bring some illegal activity to the construction site? Were there major violations made during the construction process? Was the club a front for something? Had they employed a criminal? The more she thought about it, the sicker she felt.
She arrived at the station and checked in at the front desk. The receptionist was an older woman who looked like she had seen almost everything in her lifetime. She reminded Anna of someone so sweet until you pissed her off and then all hell would break loose. The woman got up from her desk and led Anna down a hall crowded with all sorts of people—some officers, some people in handcuffs, some people were crying, and some people were screaming profanities. Anna’s nervousness turned to fear.
“It’s all right, Miss Bryant,” the receptionist assured her. “It’s always like this, and I have worked here for over twenty years.”
Anna nodded her head at the receptionist and then stopped dead in her tracks. Down at the end of hall, sat the man who she woke up next to this morning. The man who was stealing her heart. Dressed in gray slacks and a burgundy dress shirt, he was leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and his hands covering his face. He rubbed his eyes and looked up.
Their eyes met. Mixed emotion filled Anna. Nervous and frightened…and now angry. What the hell had he gotten her into? The look she gave him was dreadful. His eyes pleaded with her. She could tell he was sorry but for what?
“Right in here, Miss Bryant. Officer Frazier and Detectives Moore and Bantley will be in shortly.”
“Thank you.” Anna took a seat at the table and pulled out all of the files from her bag. She placed them on the able. Waiting patiently didn’t seem to be an option at the moment. Anna took out her notebook and began jotting down notes on her to-do list hoping it would take her mind off things, even if it was only for a few minutes.
* * * *
“What do you think?” Detective Moore asked Officer Frazier.
“I don’t think she is involved at all.”
“She looks nervous as hell.”
“Of course she does, Detective Bantley. She is waiting in a questioning room at a police station regarding her clients’ business who also happens to be her boyfriend,” Officer Frazier pointed out the obvious.
He was a veteran cop and had been on the force for nearly twenty years. Detective Bantley, on the other hand, was new to the department. His previous experience included police work in some podunk town down south. It was nothing like the rude awakening he was getting in a big city like Chicago.
“If you two are done bickering, I am ready to question Miss Bryant,” Detective Moore said with a frustrating tone.
The three men walked into the questioning room. Anna looked up and put down her pen and notebook.
“Miss Bryant, this is Detective Moore and Detective Bantley.”
“Hello,” Anna courtly addressed them.
“Are these the files?” Officer Frazier asked.
Anna nodded and pushed the files across the table. The three men quickly glanced over the contracts. They unfolded the design plans and layouts, honing in on all the details.
“Miss Bryant, did the plans change throughout the design process?”
“Yes, of course they did. They always do.”
“Are the changes noted?”
“The major ones, yes. Some of the smaller design elements are changed over phone conversations or emails and then confirmed via email for written documentation.” The three men looked a bit puzzled. “Let me clarify. When I say smaller design elements, I am referring to colors, brand of flooring, etc. As for all the floor plans, they are all documented right there in front of you. Now, will you please tell me what this is all about? You told me you would, Officer Frazier.” Anna was trying her best to be strong and command respect from the men in the room. She had never been a fan of intimidation tactics.
“We have been investigating activity going on at the clubs owned by Twilight Enterprises,” Detective Bantley stated the obvious.
“Only one club is open right now. The other hasn’t even opened yet,” she reminded them.
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sp; “We are aware of that, miss. That is all we can tell you right now.”
She looked at all three of them. “Forgive me for being blunt, but don’t you think the fact that you are investigating something is pretty obvious to me?”
“You seem like a very smart woman, Miss Bryant. You run a successful business, and you come from a family of successful doctors,” Detective Moore stated.
Anna’s stomach and heart sank. She was part of this investigation way more than she ever thought. It was the only way they would have known details about her business and her brother and father being doctors. Anna’s mind flooded with a million more questions. What did they already know? Was her phone and office tapped? Did they contact her family? Anna knew she was innocent in all of this. What she didn’t know was if the man she was falling in love with was innocent or if he had been playing her all along. Was their relationship full of a bunch of big fucking lies?
“Miss Bryant, I recommend you make better decisions when it comes to the clients you have contracts with and the people you date.”
Anna glared at Detective Moore. His remark was uncalled for. “Am I done now? I have a business to run,” she said, getting up from her seat.
“You are for now, Miss Bryant. Please know we will be in touch soon and don’t leave the city limits.”
Anna grabbed her bag and walked out the door.
Cole had been watching the door Anna was behind since the moment she stepped foot into the room. When he saw her leave, he stood up. “Anna, wait!”
The officers motioned for him to sit back down and keep quiet. She looked at him and shook her head. Tears escaped her eyes. He felt like a horrible piece of shit. All he wanted to do wrap his arms around her and comfort her. He had to talk to her. He had to explain what was going on, if he only knew what the fuck was going on.
Trent walked out of the questioning room looking just as worn out as Cole. Their attorney followed him.
“Let’s go. We have some things to discuss. Then we need to do some digging.” Jeff stated a bit on edge.
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