Seducing Celestine (4 page)

Celestine felt the tug of lace tearing as he pulled them from her body. It was replaced by a series of light smacks to her backside.

“It’s just underwear! What’s your problem?” She could feel his problem getting harder by the second under her stomach.

Nick continued smacking her plump, rounded ass lightly and lingeringly, his fingers dipping into the cleft making her spread her legs a little wider in response.

“You are not to wear underwear because I want to be able to do this anytime I want.” Nick stopped and slid his fingers down the cleft of ass into the hot core of her body. “You’re so tight and wet.” He started stroking her from front to back, feeling her squirm in response.

Celestine had been wet all day thinking about him. Now all she wanted to do was have him inside her making her come. Wearing or not wearing underwear was just a vague side issue.

“You want my cock inside you, don’t you?” Nick slid his fingers inside her, mimicking what his cock would do.

“Yes,” Celestine hissed as his fingers rhythmically slid in and out of her.

“Will you ever wear underwear again?” Nick growled, demanding a response.

“No…” Oh, she was so on the edge of coming.

“Never?”

“Never…” Oh, how she wanted him.

“Okay then.”

Nick pulled his fingers out of her and slapped her ass once and slid out from under her. His cock was so tight and full he thought he would explode. But he had no intention of taking Celestine now. He wanted to drag out the anticipation between them. “I’ll drop by later tonight for our ride.” He stood up and looked down at her as she breathlessly and indignantly tried to control herself. “You’ll want me really badly after this.”

“Not likely.” Celestine was so close to coming that it would take no effort at all on her part to release the tension within. And after that little episode, she wasn’t about to ask him to fuck her. “I can look after myself.” Celestine slid her fingers down to her clit. Maybe if Nick watched her touching herself he would finish the job he started.

Nick was inclined to stay and watch her pleasure herself but that would have been torture to himself as well.

“Not as well as I can, baby.” Nick grinned and left the room. There would be plenty of time later tonight.

———

“Nick?” Tess asked when she saw her friend come downstairs, “Yep.” Celestine was so tight with the need to come fully that she knew her own fingers were only capable of doing half the job. The man was right. She needed him.

“That man can ruin a woman for life.”

“He didn’t ruin you.”

“That’s because we only were an occasional thing. You and he are clearly not occasional.”

“It’s not going to last.” Celestine knew nothing good ever did.

Tess looked at her assessingly. She knew both Nick and Celestine. Neither did anything without a reason.

“You don’t know that.”

“I do. Nick Swan is not a keeper.”

“I think he is. He just hasn’t found the right woman to hold him.”

Celestine knew where this conversation was going. Why was it newly engaged people had this obsessive need to pair others up?

“I’m not looking for a man.”

“But you found one anyway.”

———

Celestine was sweating something chronic. It was the middle of an Australian summer and she was wearing a long cotton nightgown that covered her body from neck to ankles. Tess had not questioned her need to borrow the nightgown, instead she had looked at her and just shook her head as if to say “
it
’
s not going to work with Nick
”. Okay, maybe it wouldn’t but he couldn’t have it all his own way.

“Why, hello, Grandma,” Nick said as he came in through the window and saw Celestine done up like a vestal virgin. “Did you think that would turn me off?” He asked as he started stripping off his clothes.

“I’m just tired and I want to sleep.”

“Yeah, right,” Nick murmured, not believing a word of it as he joined her on the bed. “You look kind of hot in that get-up.” He lay down beside her and placed his hands under his head and contemplated her.

Celestine was boiling but she wasn’t about to let on. She wanted to come across as cool and unaffected by him. That was the plan. It didn’t have a hope in hell of succeeding but it was still her plan.

“Are you mad at me, baby, because I left you all hot and bothered?”

“No, not at all.” She was furious that she had lost control over a man she barely knew. What was that about?

“Come on, you’re pissed off at me.”

“Yes,” Celestine hissed. Calm was not a natural state of being for her and the plan was instantly thrown out the window.

“So what are you going to do about it?” Nick pulled his hands out from behind his head and rested one on her cotton-covered hip.

“Don’t touch me.”

“Or what?” Nick’s hand slid onto her stomach.

“I’ll hit you.”

Nick chuckled at her words.

“You wouldn’t do that.” Though Nick sensed she would certainly try. He could see it in her eyes. “You want me.”

Celestine turned her head to look at him. He was as sexy as all get-out and of course she wanted him but that was not the point.

“You are so arrogant thinking you can climb through a window and take any woman.”

“You’re not just any woman and I’ll take you again.”

That was all Celestine needed to hear. The cocky confidence that she was his for the taking. Well, she was in control now. Celestine launched herself at Nick, landing hard on top of his body, pummeling his rock-hard chest and ignoring the amused laughter from him.

“You do not control me!” Celestine snapped as she sat astride him, feeling his cock instinctively seeking the wet heat of the body that presented itself.

“Baby, don’t be so uptight.” Nick’s hands slid up under her gown to her naked hips.

“Don’t tell me what to do!”

“Okay, you call the shots.” Nick could feel her wet pussy against her cock and was more than happy to play the game her way because the end result would be the same. Mutual satisfaction.

Celestine stopped and looked at him. She could call the shots?

“Do what you want to me.”

This man had left her all hot and wanting. It might be a nice idea to return the favor to see how he liked it. She tugged off the hot nightgown and threw it over her head to the floor. Instant cool relief assailed her body.

“Don’t move,” Celestine whispered as she leaned forward and licked Nick from the top of his chest to the edge of his groin and back up again. She smiled as she heard him growl low in his throat. This was better. She had some power now. She started licking his body slowly, stopping every so often to place wet, sucking kisses over his nipples and abs. She licked the Celtic tattoo just above his heart.

“What does this mean?” The intricate knot woven in navy blue was beautiful against the tanned flesh of his skin.

“It is a Celtic heart that has no beginning or end. It symbolizes eternal love.”

“You believe in that?” It was not what she expected of the moonlight man. True, she knew little about him but it seemed wildly romantic for a man who seduced women in the moonlight. It also made her feel strangely warm inside.

“Yeah, I believe that.”

Celestine kissed his tattoo and continued licking down his body to his cock. She stopped and looked at the man beneath her. She grabbed his cock in both hands. She smiled as he groaned. Excellent.

“Shall I suck you until you come or just toy with you a little?” Celestine leaned down and licked the head of his cock.

“Oh God.” Nick grabbed her head to pull her closer to his bulging cock.

Celestine pushed him away.

“Don’t touch or I won’t suck you.” The power to drive him insane was hers.

Given that alternative Nick dropped his hands to the bedding.

“I’ll behave for now.”

“Good boy,” Celestine murmured as she licked him slowly up and down the straining shaft, massaging his balls as she went. She could feel under her hands just how on edge Nick was. Perfect. She took his cock into her mouth as far as he would go and sucked down hard.

“Oh baby…” Nick felt like he was going to explode.

Celestine never knew sucking a man could be like this. It was incredibly intimate yet intensely powerful and she liked it. The buck of Nick’s hips let her know he wanted to come. Too bad. She wasn’t going to let him. She took her mouth off his cock and looked at it gleaming in the moonlight.

“Do you want me to ride you, moonlight man? Do you want me to grind down on top of you all tight and wet, taking every inch of you inside me?”

“God, yes!” His hands reached for her hips, wanting her on top of him now.

Celestine slid down on his cock, feeling his hot, hard heat inside her. Damn, he felt good. It was a shame to waste that but that’s what she was going to do. The man had to be taught a lesson.

“Oops…I don’t have a condom. I guess we can’t have sex after all.” She lifted off Nick’s cock and crawled off the bed. Leave her all hot and wanting, would he?
I don
’
t think so
. Celestine walked toward the door.

Nick laughed out loud at her actions. He knew what she was doing. He jumped out of bed and tackled lightly her to the ground.

“Oh, I have a condom.” Nick pulled her to her knees.

“I’m not interested now.” Celestine was on her hands and knees with Nick pressing tightly in behind her.

“But I am and I think I can interest you.” Keeping one arm around her waist, he reached for the trousers he had discarded earlier. He had several condoms in there for the specific purpose of fucking Celestine Holt. Nick let go of her for a moment to put on the condom.

Celestine scrambled forward on her hands and knees to escape him but Nick caught her easily to him. They both knew it was only token resistance on her part.

“You’re so much fun, baby.” Nick spread her knees wide apart. “You can take control any day.”

“This is hurting my knees.” She could feel him sliding in from behind. She pushed her ass back toward him.

“I’ll make it worth your while.”

“Talk is cheap. I want action now.”

“I am commanded.” Nick penetrated her in one thrust.

“Oh, Nick!” Celestine gasped as he deeply and slowly pumped in and out of her body. The feeling was so intense she found it hard to catch her breath. “Faster…”

“Yes, ma’am.” Nick increased the speed and force of his thrusts.

Celestine bit her lip, trying not to scream. She had never before been a screamer when it came to sex. Usually she yawned and was grateful when it was all over and done with. But Nick Swan made her want to scream and shout and bless the day the man was born.

“I love you!” Even as she yelled out the words she knew they were really wrong. What the hell possessed her?

Nick stiffened momentarily at her words.

“What?” Had he heard correctly?

“Uh…um…” It was really hard trying to think up a good comeback with Nick hot inside her and all she wanted to do was concentrate on coming and not covering up her mistake. “I…ah…I said I love this.” Celestine screamed as she came. She collapsed on the ground under Nick as he came hard inside her.

Nick rolled her over and looked at her thoughtfully.

Celestine did not like that probing look. It was looking for answers she did not have.

“I, ah, suppose you’ve got to go now.” Where the hell did the “L” world come from? She had never told anyone before that she loved them. Freaky…

“I can stay.” In fact Nick wanted to stay and try to work out what it was with this woman that affected him like no other.

Celestine sat up and wrapped her arms around her legs.

“Why ruin the mystique? I’m sure I’ll see you ‘round.” Actually she was going to make a point of not seeing him. Nick Swan was fabulous to have sex with but he was way too confusing. Or maybe she was the one confusing sex with something else.

“You can count on seeing a lot of me, Celestine Holt.”

Chapter Three

“Thank you once again, life!” Celestine yelled as she flung her handbag down in utter, angry despair and kicked the tire of her 1985 white lump of crap car. She swore viciously at it, at herself and at every other thing else she could think of. She had woken up as cranky as hell. Last night’s moonlight ride with Nick had been fabulous. Fabulous enough that she lost her mind and screamed out she loved him. What was that about? She didn’t love anyone, let alone a man she had known for only twenty-four hours.

Celestine kicked her car tire again as if it would magically start the car working. She had been on her way home to get clothes for a job interview. She was planning to return to her own dismal house in Everton Park, a northern suburb of Brisbane, the following day. She agreed to one more night at Tess’ but that was it. Though she was grateful for the reprieve from her normal existence, reality was that she had to get her life back in order. And that included dealing with her piece of crap car.

“Frigging car!” It had the car equivalent to PMS. Contrary, bitchy and in no mood to make anyone’s life easier. But Celestine knew after her slip-up last night nothing was going to be easy this morning. Firstly, the magic started when the car wouldn’t start without great effort. After much swearing from her and amusement from Tess, the car finally gave in and decided to cooperate. Then as she started to reverse out of Tess’ driveway she nearly ran over her cat. Okay, Celestine was not a cat lover, but she would have felt bad at running down Tess’ feline. This excitement was then followed up by nearly getting hit by another car that was not obeying a stop sign.

A dull throbbing pain between her eyes indicated to Celestine that maybe today was not going to be the best day for a job interview. This was confirmed when she, a native of the north side of Brisbane, got lost twice trying to find her way from the south side of Brisbane to her home. Then her car stalled seven times on its journey over the hump of the Gateway Bridge. This was followed up by the knob falling off her antiquated car radio, leaving just the harsh sound of static to drive her insane, and the air conditioning deciding, in sympathy, no, it would not work either. Perfect.