Soul Temptation (Souls Entwined) (18 page)

“What about your pussy?” Oliver opened the condom and put it on.

A saucy grin replaced Serene’s small frown. “Throbbing.”

“Good. Slip that nightie off, leave those heels on and come over here and ride me.” Oliver gripped his cock as Serene shrugged out of the slip and moved toward him. His gaze dropped from her face to her full breasts and over her body. “You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”

“Stop,” Serene said as she got back on the bed, straddled his legs, crawled up to his thighs and kissed the tip of his cock. She straightened, moved up on him until her wet pussy rubbed against his dick, took him into her hand and positioned herself over it.

Oliver groaned as she slowly, torturously guided him into her slick heat. He reached up to cup her breasts. “You are.”

Serene moaned. “With the toy you feel too big. It’s so intense.”

“Don’t stop. You feel so tight.” Oliver gritted his teeth as Serene fully seated herself on him. “That’s it.” He was about to tell her to bounce, but she began without his urging, taking him fluidly in and out of her exquisite warmth.

“Oh, Oliver. It’s so damn good.”

He agreed, fought to remain still and let her take her pleasure. “Faster.”

Serene quickened her pace, closed her eyes and started to pant. Oliver pinched her nipples, enjoying her wild cry as her juices flooded his cock. “Play with your clit and give me what I want.”

Oliver kept his eyes on her face as she moved her hand between them. Serene closed her eyes and teased herself, bouncing on his cock with sexy little groans as he tugged on her nipples. He gave the buds between his fingers a sharp twist and Serene screamed. Her sheath became almost impossibly tight, milking his dick as she came. Oliver dropped his hands from her breasts, placed them under her bottom, helping her ride faster. He finally succumbed to erotic sensations, let them take over, climaxing with a wild groan of his own as Serene continued to quiver around his shaft.

“You almost killed me, woman,” Oliver said as Serene slid off his lap with a sated sigh. He disposed of the condom in the receptacle by her bed then turned toward Serene, spooning his body with hers.

“I didn’t think I’d come this time.” Serene shuddered against him as he nipped her shoulder. “Thought maybe Tahiti had been some kind of wonderful, but strange fluke.”

Oliver chuckled. “Serene, with me, you’ll come
every
time, one way or another.” His words seemed to make her still beside him before she turned to face him.

“I had no idea sex could have so many different layers.”

Oliver kissed her temple. “Discovering those layers is what keeps sex interesting.”

“Being with you has made me realize I’ve had a boring sex life.” Serene sighed. “But I didn’t think about it, couldn’t miss something I’d never experienced, but now that I have…”

“You’re afraid vanilla sex just won’t cut it for you anymore?”

Serene frowned. “Vanilla sex?”

“Sex without kink.”

“Ah.” Serene wrinkled her noise. “Sex without kink equals bland.”

Oliver shrugged. “Not always. You enjoyed sex before me, right?”

“I did, but like I said, that was before I knew anything more existed.” Serene laid her head back on the pillow and stared at the ceiling.

“Why do you seem so freaked out about the fact you like adding twists on the conventional?”

“It just seems like an added challenge in the normal dating world. It’s hard enough to find someone you can stand sharing a meal with, let alone trying to figure out if that person is into your kinks.” Serene shook her head.

“Serene, look at me.” He waited until she met his gaze. “Enjoying kink doesn’t make you abnormal—knowing you like what some might consider kinky doesn’t change who you are. You’re a successful business owner. You have to be in control, poised and proper most of the time, just like me. Aspects of our jobs are not flexible, protocols have to be followed and there’s a certain way business must be finessed. Here, with each other, we let go, let out that part of ourselves we usually rein in. Aren’t you glad you discovered more?”

Serene nodded. “I am.”

Oliver didn’t like the glimmer of sadness he saw in her eyes before she turned her head to look at her cell chiming on the nightstand. “Are you going to answer that?” he asked when she didn’t reach for the device.

“I’ll call the person back.”

And by person you mean man.

Oliver ignored the fission of displeasure that coursed through his blood at the thought of her calling any other guy but him. “Earlier, you said you’d just got home. Late appointment booking?”

“No.” Serene glanced at him. “I was on a date.”

“Oh?” One syllable was all he could manage with letting the tone of his voice betray his irrational anger. He had no claim on Serene. She was free to see and sleep with whomever she wanted, Shawn and Brady included, something Oliver realized he wanted to change immediately.

Chapter Twelve

“Yes.” Serene shifted against Oliver, sensing the tension in his body even though the tone of his voice remained even.

“With who?”

“Shawn.”

“How did it go?”

Terrible. He isn’t you.
“It went okay.” Serene stretched her legs and winced when the movement jarred the anal toy. Funny, when Oliver had first put it in she hadn’t thought she’d be able to keep it there for more than a few seconds, then the unfamiliar burn had transformed into unexpected, knife-edged pleasure. Still, she wanted it out and without Oliver’s help.

“What’s wrong?” Oliver asked when she gingerly sat up.

“I enjoyed your gift, but I can’t handle it for a moment longer.”

Oliver smirked. “I’d almost forgotten about it.”

“Easy to do, I imagine, when it’s not
your
ass.” She scooted off the bed and mock-glared at him when he roared with laughter.

“Where are you going? I can help you.”

“Uh-uh.” She crossed to the bathroom then glanced over her shoulder to see Oliver with his arms crossed behind his head on her pillows, looking surprisingly at home in her bed before she met his gaze. “I got this.”

“
This
time.”

Serene winked at him then closed the bathroom door. She walked over to the mirror, placed one hand on the counter, bent over and proceeded to remove the toy. Holding her breath, Serene winced as it slipped from her body. Her bottom ached, tender from the plug and Oliver’s spanking.

And I love it.

Serene sighed as she turned on the faucet and cleansed the toy. She wrapped it in a paper towel then stared at her reflection. “What are you doing?” Deciding to have just one more sex-capade with Oliver had been foolish. She only wanted more and it seemed Oliver did too, which would be great if he were anyone other than her brother-in-law. Their sexual fling wouldn’t last—how could it? Oliver was a professional playboy. Things were hot now, but they’d fizzle when another woman caught his eye, a woman his age.

Or younger.

Serene dried her hands more vigorously than needed. In a few weeks, she’d celebrate her fortieth birthday. This craziness with Oliver had to stop. It was up to her to do the responsible thing and end it before someone found out or she got hurt.

Because it already does.

Oliver was wiser than many of the older men she’d dated. He was compassionate, funny, warm and gorgeous. He’d brought her to mind-melting orgasms more than once—with promises of more. He was addictive as hell and if she didn’t make a clean break now…

“Do you need help in there?” Oliver’s deep voice carried into the bathroom through the door.

Serene smiled despite her sadness. She walked to the door and opened it to find him lounging on the door frame.

“You okay?”

The tenderness in his voice brought unexpected tears to her eyes. Serene blinked them back and nodded, noticing he’d put his jeans on. “Leaving?”

“No.” Oliver frowned as he searched her face. “Do you
want
me to leave?”

No.
Serene shrugged. “We’re done. So, I just figured you were.” She moved past Oliver then gasped when he whirled her around to face him.

“Whoa. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.” Serene dropped her eyes to his bare chest, very aware of his semi-state of dress and her nakedness. Treacherous slivers of need made her nipples harden despite her mental pep talk about what she needed to do concerning Oliver. Her mouth watered with the need to lick his skin as she defiantly lifted her chin to meet Oliver’s narrowed gaze.

“You said ‘We’re done’… Like I just came over here to fuck you.”

“Didn’t you?” The edge in her voice matched the one in his.

“You wanted me to.” Hazel eyes glittered with anger as Oliver waited for her to deny his statement then softened when she didn’t because she couldn’t. “Serene, I came over here because I can’t get you outta of my head. I told you I missed you.”

It was impossible not to be moved by his words or the sincerity in his voice, but Serene didn’t want to feel what she knew couldn’t last. “No, you said you missed my
kiss
. There’s a difference.”

Oliver embraced her. “Okay, let me be more direct. I missed
you
. There’s something between us that goes beyond just sex, something I want to explore. Don’t you?”

“Oliver, we can’t keep doing this.” Serene pushed on his arm and he stepped back to let her pass.

“Why not?”

Serene went to the bed, picked up her nightie and yanked it over her head. “Because it’s messy. We’re family, for God’s sake. What if everyone knew? I freak out every time I think about your father seeing us together. Maybe he’s already told your brother.”

“He didn’t. Cameron would’ve said something to me.”

Serene crossed her arms under her body. “Well, I take little comfort in that. Your father seems like the type of man to stow away information to be used when it would benefit him most.”

Oliver scratched his head and Serene knew her deduction wasn’t off base. “I’ll talk to my father about us.”

Serene blocked out the happiness his words evoked. “About us? Oliver there is no
us.
”

“I’m not ready to end things between
us.
” Oliver walked over to where she stood by the bed. He reached out and stroked her cheek. “And I don’t believe you are either.”

“Look, this has been an amazing experience for us both. This sex-capade has been fantastic. You’ve shown me things, given me pleasures I didn’t even know I could or would enjoy, which you are aware of, a heady thrill for you I’m sure.” Serene ignored the storm brewing in Oliver’s eyes. “The fact that I’m an older woman
and
your sister-in-law just makes this whole thing even racier.” She fell silent, inhaled deeply, a little breathless after speaking so fast.

Torturous seconds of silence ticked by with Oliver staring at her, through her it seemed. Serene drew up her shoulders, wishing she hadn’t gone so far.

But everything I said was the truth.

Wasn’t it?

“Done?” His deep voice was deceptively calm.

Serene barely nodded before Oliver crushed her against his body and claimed her lips in a hard, punishing kiss. She moaned beneath his unrelenting possession of her mouth as he grabbed her ass and pressed his thick cock against her. Serene swooned when he abruptly ended the kiss, gripped and lifted her chin for her to meet his eyes.

“Making you come for the first time was indeed a heady thrill for me. I’ll never forget it, makes my cock hard every single time I think about it and it pleases me to know you won’t forget it either. The fact that you’re my sister-in-law has never played into my wanting you and you should know I’ve had many chances to indulge any pubescent Mrs Robinson fantasies.”

Serene gasped when Oliver pushed his hand between her legs, cupped her pussy then slipped a finger between her wet lips.

“In Tahiti, I told you to be honest with yourself about what you wanted, what you needed.”

Serene shuddered as he played in her wetness.

“How difficult it must be to continually deny yourself those things. How sad you’d say no to exploring anything more with me because of bullshit reasons.”

“I-I gave you valid reasons.”

“You gave me one valid reason. You’re my sister-in-law. Messy?” Oliver squeezed her pussy and Serene moaned. “Maybe. I’d say not. Could get awkward if we didn’t handle the situation like adults, but we would. I don’t care what my father or anyone else thinks about me being with you. When I want something, I go after it.”

“And what exactly do you want?” She needed to know, wanted to hear.

“I thought I made that clear.” Oliver strummed her clit. “I want to spend more time with you inside and outside the bedroom. I want to date you. Now, I’ve been honest with you. Can you do the same?”

Serene bit her lip to keep from groaning with frustration when Oliver stopped touching her and stepped back.

“Do you truly want to end things between us? Say yes and I’ll walk out of here and leave you alone, despite knowing you want me
and
that I could take you again right fucking now.”

“Damn it, Oliver.” He was so damn cocky and so damn right.

“What’s the answer to my question, Serene? Yes or no?”

“No, I don’t want things to end.” Serene exhaled.
But I know they will.

“Will you date me?”

His question made her want to smile and cry at the same time. Continuing their fling in private was one thing, but announcing themselves as a couple to their friends and family?

“Oliver, I don’t know if I can.” Serene’s heart sank as the hard light in Oliver’s eyes returned. She watched him turn away from her, gather his shirt, put it on and head out of the bedroom without a word. Serene followed him into her living room and threw her hands up as he put on his shoes. “So,
now
you’re leaving?”

Oliver grabbed his keys off the table by her front entrance. “I don’t typically stay the night after a sex-capade. I’ll give you some time to figure out if you can handle more than just a physical relationship with me.”

Tears pricked her eyes as he opened the door.