Hunger (Seductors #2) (22 page)

“Fuck, Oliver,” I moaned as he ran the ice over my other nipple, still attacking the first with his mouth. If he continued, I was going to climax and he hadn’t even been anywhere near my sex yet.

“Just feel it, Baby. I want you
really
wet—ready for my cock.” Once he was satisfied with my nipples, he stretched to get another ice cube. “You’ve melted the other one,” he chuckled.

“It is really hot in here,” I panted, fanning myself. I really was burning up.

“It’s going to get hotter,” he winked, running the ice cube over my ribcage and then down my stomach. He hooked his fingers into my lace panties, pulling them away from my body.  

I was ready to combust. No more ice. I just needed his cock inside me! That was until he began to run the ice along the inside of my thigh. Oliver was right in between my legs, and when he suddenly ran the ice through my slick folds, I gripped the sheets behind me. “Have you ever been fucked with an ice cube before?”
Holy shit! Fucked with an ice cube?

“N…no!” I groaned, arching off the bed. It was a true statement. I may be a Seductor, but
no one
had ever done this to me before.

“Shit, Jade, I’m not sure the ice cube will last. It’s starting to melt already. Are you that hot?”

“You seem to have that effect on me.” I watched Oliver remove the ice cube and study it. Oh. My. God! I could read his face before he even did it. He sucked the ice cube into his mouth, and I was done for. He was too damn sexy for words.

“Mmm…delicious,” he moaned, moving to get another piece of ice from the bucket. He ran it up and down my clit for a few minutes, my hips rocking against his hands of their own accord. Crap, I was going to cum if he kept going. Being fucked with an ice cube was amazing. The mixture of hot and cold felt
so
good. “Do you want to taste yourself?” I nodded, captivated by him. He brought the ice to my lips and I licked it, tasting myself, which was quite possibly the most erotic thing I’d ever done. “How good do you taste, huh?” he grinned, putting the ice in his mouth.
Greedy bastard.
I nodded with a groan, closing my eyes as I felt his erection push against my overheated sex. “That’s enough ice for one night, I think. Are you ready for me, Beautiful?” I didn’t need to answer him. Oliver could see it in my eyes, and with one deep thrust, he was inside me. “So damn perfect,” he mumbled, moving down to lavish my breasts. His mouth was still cold from the ice and I cried out in pleasure. His cock felt so wonderful sliding in and out of me.

“More, Oliver, I need more!” I pleaded, desperate to reach my brink. I couldn’t wait any longer.

“You want it deeper?” he panted.

“YES!” I begged. He lifted my hips at an angle and got onto his knees, pushing right inside me. It. Was. Heaven.

“Like this, Beautiful?” he snarled, thrusting at a maddening pace. “You like it when I really fuck you, huh?”

“F…fuck…yes!” I was losing my mind. All I could feel or see was Oliver, and with one more deep thrust, I came undone, falling into the abyss.

“How was that?” he smirked down at me moments later.  

“Can we do that again soon?” I gasped, holding my chest as I tried to catch my breath.

“What makes you think we’re finished now?” he smirked, leaning down to capture my lips with his.
God, I loved this man!  
 

The plane ride back home was a little uncomfortable. Oliver insisted on me traveling back on his private jet with him, which would have been fine, if Richard
and
Alicia hadn’t been on it, too.

The last few days in Moscow flew by and were very informative and fun for me. Oliver spared no expense in spoiling me, taking me to the Opera, the finest restaurants, and the best galleries. I’d never experienced luxury like it. His company and love for me was what made it so special, though.  

The factory tour gave me the chance to spend a little more time with Dylan, and watch the bond he and Oliver had. They weren’t just employer and employee. I could see that they were friends, too. Dylan and Oliver even confessed to me that Dylan and Macy were trying to develop a new sustainable power core back in Macon. The issue was with the ‘trying.’ Did that mean the power core didn’t exist yet? Knowing Oliver the way I did, if the power core
did
exist, it would have been designed by a scientist he knew and trusted—a friend. I needed better clarification, though. I needed proof.

“You have a meeting in London next week,” Richard muttered toward Oliver over his newspaper. “We need to finalize the deal with Steel Manufacturing.”

“I wasn’t aware we were at that stage already,” Oliver frowned, looking over at me sadly. He knew I wouldn’t be able to go to London with him. Brian wouldn’t let me take more time off. I needed to think of a way to quit my job!

“Alicia and I sealed the deal while you were on the factory tour with Jade,” his uncle replied, still refusing to give him any eye contact. You could have cut the tension with a knife.    

“And you’re only telling me this now? That was almost a day ago.”

“You seemed a little distracted after the gala. I thought it was best to wait.”

Oliver closed his eyes, clearly trying to calm his temper before speaking. “When do we leave, Alicia?”

“Next Tuesday,” she beamed, darting her eyes at me. It didn’t make any difference, even with the distance between us. Oliver was still
mine
! “I’ve added it to your planner and emailed you the contract and notes.”

“That was very efficient of you,” Oliver thanked. Yeah, that was all Alicia
was
good for—being a PA. “We’ll have to make the most of this week back home if I’m going to be away the following week,” he mused, turning his attention to me. I nodded, stroking his face gently. “It will only be four days. I can’t see it taking longer than that.”

“It’s fine. You do what you have to do. I’ll be in New York waiting for you when you get back.” I heard Richard snort as I spoke. Yeah, I had a long way to go until he trusted me again. I was a patient person, though. Deep down, I knew he had reason to dislike me. I was far worse than he could ever imagine.

Eight hours later and I was finally free from Alicia’s glares.

“Did you want to come back to my apartment?” Oliver asked, getting into the limo next to me. “I’m sure Mrs. Davis would love to see you.” The offer was so tempting, but I needed to send Sonia my progress report. Not to mention, Miles had done a few background checks on the ten possible candidates for the power core.

“I really need to check on my apartment. I still have some boxes to unpack,” I sighed. He nodded, dropping his head. “Why don’t you stay at my apartment tomorrow night? I’ll cook for you.”

“Really?” he beamed. Oh, Oliver liked that idea a lot.

“Yes. If I didn’t have so much to do, I would stay with you tonight, too. I’m not pulling away, I promise.”

“I’m sorry. I’m supposed to be playing this cool and it’s not really working, is it?” he chuckled, running his hands through his hair.

“You’re playing it just fine,” I whispered, leaning in to kiss him deeply. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him to me. By the time we broke apart, he had pinned me against the seat with his body, his erection rubbing against my stomach.

“What is it about us and limos?” he panted, climbing off me while I caught my breath.

“I don’t know,” I giggled, straightening my top as the limo pulled up to the curb.

“You are just around the corner from me, huh?” he mused, looking up at my apartment building. “Do you need a hand carrying your luggage?”

“I’m fine,” I sighed, pecking his lips. “Thank you for a wonderful trip.”

“I should be thanking you for coming all the way to Moscow. It’s been amazing having you by my side, Jade.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow night?”

“Nothing would keep me away,” he winked, pulling me in for another kiss. This time it was deeper. I had to grip his shoulders for support when our lips parted.

Stepping out of the limo, I turned back to him as Duncan grabbed my bags. “I can help you with your bags if you want, Miss Gibbs.”

“I’m fine, thank you, Duncan,” I smiled. “Bye, Oliver.”

“Bye, Beautiful,” he beamed. “Oh, I’ll need your apartment number.”

“24A,” I called. “Anytime after seven is fine. I’ll be home.”

“I can’t wait.” He winked suggestively before finally closing the door. He had a point; I couldn’t wait, either.

“I take it you were with Oliver while you were off?” Brian commented while we worked on finalizing the design plans.  

“I don’t see how that is any of your business,” I muttered, looking down at my drawings. I hated having to play shy Jade around this asshole.

“You took a week off when we’re in the middle of an important project! Had I known it was to follow Oliver Kirkham around, I wouldn’t have authorized it!”

“I’m freelance. I can do whatever I want!”

“I worry about my employees, Jade. Oliver Kirkham is a playboy. I’m just trying to look out for you.”
Playboy?
He didn’t know Oliver at all.

“Oliver makes me happy. That’s all I care about.”

Brian stretched his hand out, stroking my arm. “I could make you happier.” I pulled back, glaring at him. Would this guy ever take the hint? I wasn’t interested!

“I don’t like your advances toward me, Brian.”

“There’s a connection between us. Don’t try to deny it,” he stated, moving closer toward me, trapping me against the wall. There was going to be a
connection
alright if he tried to touch me! I needed to quit this damn job right now! I’d had enough of this slimeball! “You don’t need Oliver Kirkham when you can have me.” Was he for real? “Don’t settle for him. He’s only focused on his career, so you’ll get lost in his world. He’ll forget you like all the other women before. Stop fighting it, Jade. You know we would be so good together.” Before his hand even touched my face, I pushed him sharply, twisting his arm behind his back. He yelled out in pain. Brian was lucky; I wanted to do far worse.

“I’ve had enough of your disgusting advances toward me. I quit,” I seethed, into his ear.

“Ah, J…Jade, please! Let’s talk about this,” he panted. I pulled his arms tighter, knowing it was almost at the breaking point. Drew had taught me this hold years ago. “Ow, fuck! Okay, okay. I get it! I accept your resignation.”

“Thank you,” I grinned, letting him go. I collected my bag and coat, ready to leave. When I turned back around, Brian was standing back up.

“Are you sure you’re not running because of your sexual urges for me?” he called before I made it through the door. Oh, now he’d overstepped the mark. I was done playing nice!

“Sexual urges?” I questioned, making him think he stood a chance with me as I stalked back toward him.

“I could drive you crazy, Baby. All you have to do it say the word. I’ve wanted you since the moment you came for an interview. You could have been a dumb blonde and I’d have still given you the job. Stop fighting it. Let me fuck you right here, right now.” I gave him a shy smile, dropping my bag and coat as I stalked toward him. “I fucking knew it. That’s it, bring that sexy ass of yours to me,” he ordered with a grunt. I needed to get a close as possible to this asshole for what I had planned. The moment I wrapped my arms around his neck, his hands were on my ass. “I’m going to fuck you on my desk! I’ve been dreaming about doing that for weeks.”