The Executive’s Affair Trilogy Bundle (Trinity, Desire, Unconditional) (19 page)

Trinity peppered his back and shoulders with lingering kisses, her hand working harder and faster. She could feel his cock growing and she knew he was close to coming. Keeping her hand wrapped tightly around his shaft, she slipped around to face him. His head was still down; his gaze focused on what she was doing.
“Laszlo,” she whispered. God she loved this man more than her own life. He was sexy and smart and he was all hers!

He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to him for a kiss. She pressed her breasts into his chest, leaning into his kis
s and stroking his cock harder, faster. “Ah, God, Trin,” he pushed his hips forward, “you’re going to make me come.” He nipped at her bottom lip and she moaned.

Her clit throbbed with need and she squeezed her thighs together in a feeble attempt to ease her need. There was only one thing that would help her. Trinity took his hand and put it between her legs.
“Touch me.”

He looked down at her, his eyes dark and hungry.
“I can’t. . .I don’t. . .” His words trailed off into another moan when her palm circled around the head of hic cock. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“
You won’t.” She moved his hand in a circular motion and ground her pussy against it. “I need this, Laszlo. I need you,” she whimpered.

His thumb pushed firmly on her clit and she swore her knees were going to give out from the pleasure. It had been far too long since she
’d had an orgasm or felt the touch of her husband like this. “The doctor said—”

“
It’s okay as long as I go easy,” she finished for him.

In that moment, Laszlo moved out of her reach, and then stilled.
“Last night, the candles, that was—a?”

Trinity smiled up at him.
“Yeah.”

“
God, baby, I’m so sorry I wasn’t home.”

She put her finger to his lips.
“It’s okay. You can make it up to me right now.” Laszlo pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply, stealing her breath and making her dizzy—she loved it when he kissed her like that. His hands coursed down her back to her ass. He squeezed, and then lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and waited for him to enter her, waited for the feel of his hard cock filling her. Instead, he pinned her to the wall and continued to kiss her. Trinity could feel the hot, hard length of his dick resting against her pussy lips. It was a delicious tease, but she was in no mood for games. She wanted her husband. Now. “Laszlo, please,” she begged.

“
Not here.” His voice was deep, breathless, filled with need. He traced her lips with his finger, and then trailed it down the side of her body until he found her breast. “Not here,” he repeated, setting her back on her feet and turning off the shower.

The sudden lack of contact left her shivering and feeling alone. Laszlo grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it around her body. She looked at him with confusion. Why wouldn
’t he have sex with her here? They’d had sex in the shower plenty of times, and in her opinion, it was always fantastic. Did he not believe her about the doctor? Or maybe he didn’t want to have sex with her because he was afraid he’d hurt her? Tears stung her eyes, but she fought them back. She was just being overly emotional for no reason again.

Grabbing a second towel, he wrapped it around his waist. Then he helped her out of the shower. He took her by surprise when he yanked her straight into his arms and kissed her again.
“The first time I make love to my wife will not be a quickie in the shower,” he whispered, his lips brushing across hers as he spoke.

Trinity smiled. Of course—
Laszlo was a romantic at heart. She should’ve realized. Nodding, she said, “Okay.”

Laszlo straightened and smiled.
“Give me five minutes, and then come into the bedroom.”

She eyed him with curiosity.
“Make it quick. I’ve been waiting long enough.”

He laughed.
“No rushing, got it?”

From the way he said that, she knew he wasn
’t just talking about whatever it was he needed to do in the bedroom. With a wink, he left her alone in the bathroom. She blew out a breath and looked around. Excitement bubbled inside of her. So did nervousness, which was absolutely ridiculous. She and Laszlo had made love hundreds of times. It’s not like this was anything new for either of them. Yet it felt like the first time all over again. In a way, it was. It would be the first time they made love as husband and wife. That was a big deal. She tried not to squeal with delight, but a small noise escaped from her. Finally! She and Laszlo would consummate their marriage. And she could hardly wait.

S
he had to wait a few minutes longer. “Might as well do something productive,” she muttered to herself as she collected her razor from the cabinet. Sitting on the edge of the tub, she turned on the water, and quickly shaved her legs. Then she did a check of her armpits. All good. Trinity put her razor away, dried her legs with her towel, and then applied a touch of lavender scented lotion. It was Laszlo’s favorite.

“
Okay, you can come out now!” Laszlo shouted from the bedroom.

Trinity ran a brush through her hair and took a deep breath. This is it, she thought as she
picked up her nightie from the floor and slipped it on. She opened the door and walked into the bedroom. Laszlo had drawn all the shades, giving the room the illusion of darkness. He’d also relit all the candles, recreating the mood she’d set for him last night. She surveyed the room, and then her gaze settled on him. He was lying on the bed wearing just a pair of silk boxers, his hair wet and mussed from their recent shower. He looked like an Adonis the way he lay there, smiling faintly. Slowly, she made her way toward him.

Laszlo reached out and tugged on her nightie.
“I like this. Where’d you get it?”

“
I bought it for our honeymoon.” She gently pushed him onto his back and straddled him. Bringing her body down on his, she kissed him softly. “I was planning to wear it on our wedding night.”

“
Well,” he hooked his foot around her leg and rolled them over so that she was now beneath him, “I like it. A lot. And I’m really going to enjoy taking it off of you.”

Trinity giggled.
“I don’t even know why I bothered putting it back on.”

Laszlo spread her legs with his knees and settled between them. Then he captured her lips and kissed her, nipping at her bottom lip, sucking on it in an erotic way that had her pushing her hips up into him. He put his hand on her waist.
“Trinity, love, I told you, no rushing, remember?”

She groaned with frustration.
“Fine, but don’t tease me too long.” She trailed her fingers down his muscular arms and around his back. He shuddered beneath her touch and she smiled. It was amazing how much she loved this man—her husband. God, she still couldn’t believe they were married, that she was now officially Mrs. Laszlo Cstary. “Please make love to me, Laszlo.”

He left her lips and kissed down her neck.
“Sounds like you’re rushing me again.” He chuckled softly as he continued his descent down her body. His fingers curled under the hem of her nightie and he guided it up and over her head. She really didn’t want to rush him because she wanted this to last as long as possible. However, they’d both waited so long already; she couldn’t bear to wait a moment longer.

Laszlo found her lips once more, kissing her until her lips went numb. Then he made another slow descent down her body, his lips leaving tiny, searing kisses on her skin. She reached down and threaded her hands into his hair, luxuriating in how soft the strands felt between her fingers. She felt his mouth close around one of her nipples and it was like an electric shot straight to her clit.
“Oh, God, Laszlo.” She wiggled beneath him.

“
I want you on top,” he whispered as he dragged his mouth back to hers and fumbled out of his boxers. His erection was prominent as it rested between her legs. 

She didn
’t know why that took her by surprise, but it did. “Okay,” she mumbled against his lips. Next thing she knew, Laszlo rolled them over so that she was on top.

“
If it hurts, you tell me,” he said, kneading her ass in his hands. “Promise me, Trinity.”

“
I promise.”

He reached down and grabbed his cock, positioning it at the clenched opening of her pussy, and then very gently, he eased his cockhead into her. Then he stopped.
“Take as little or as much as you want, baby. Make it feel good for you.”  He rotated his hips ever so slightly, just enough so that she felt the movement.

“
Laszlo.” She tried to sound serious and frustrated, to let him know that she was fine and didn’t need to be treated as if this were her first time. But his name came out as needy. Trinity put her hands on either side of his head and stared at him. His eyes were hazy and filled with desire. It was that look that was her undoing. A seductive smile pulled at her mouth. If he wanted things slow, he should’ve stayed on top, because just having part of him inside of her was enough to make her want to come.

“
You’re killing me, love,” he groaned. His grip on her waist had tightened and she knew he was having a hard time not moving, not ramming his cock all the way into her until she screamed his name.

She smiled as she lowered herself down onto him
, wincing slightly as she did. She hoped he didn’t see that or else he’d make her stop. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to notice. It had only been a week since they’d last had sex, but it felt like a lifetime. She’d forgotten just how completely his cock filled her. Trinity found his lips and kissed him hard as she rotated her hips on him, driving his cock deeper into her with each slow downward motion of her body. “God, Laszlo,” she groaned, “it’s so hard to go slow.”

He nipped at her bottom lip.
“I know, love. Do whatever feels good.” His hands found her ass again and he squeezed her cheeks, guiding her up and down on him.

Their need for each other was too great. She needed more, and from the way he clutched her ass and grit
ted his teeth, she guessed he did, too. “I need more, Laszlo. Please. . .fuck me like you used to.” She brought herself down on him hard, causing him to cry her name.

“
Fuck, Trin, are you sure?”

“
Yes.”

Digging his heels into the mattress, he tightened his grip on her ass, and fucked her hard and fast. She met each of his upward thrusts with a downward one of her own. The sounds of their moans reverberated around them. She was so close to coming already. The way he moved in and out of her, the way he held her, kissed her, moaned in between their kisses was incredible. Hell, everything about Laszlo Cstary was incredible. And she was hopelessly in love with him, with her husband. Never in a million years did she think she
’d ever be this happy. The sheer amount of emotion she felt in this moment made her want to cry.

Laszlo moved one hand up to palm her head, the other remained on her ass, guiding her up and down on his cock.
“My God, Trinity, you feel incredible. Christ, I’ve missed you.” He kissed her, his tongue invading her mouth with a frantic, needy, desperation that she matched stroke for stroke.

“
Yeah,” she moaned, increasing the speed at which she moved on him. She curled her fingers against his chest, her nails digging into his skin as she sat up fully on him. “So good.” She flung her head back and closed her eyes. The feel of Laszlo’s cock stroking her inner walls, driving her to madness was euphoric. She knew that this one time wasn’t going to be enough. Hell no! Trinity wanted to spend the rest of today and every day for the rest of the week in bed with him. It was nice to know that her little episode hadn’t affected her libido.

His large, warm hands covered her breasts, his thumbs rolled over her nipples, sending an extra jolt of pleasure straight to her clit.
“God, I can’t get enough of you, love.” He clutched her hips, and then sat up so that they were chest to chest. She hooked her legs around his back and rocked on him as their mouths explored each other like it was the first time they’d ever kissed.

Trinity leaned back and guided Laszlo
’s mouth to her breast. She gasped, and then moaned when he tugged her nipple between his teeth. The tip of his tongue circled her hard nipple, making it even harder. Then he blew on it, causing her to tremble in his arms. Dear God, she was ready to explode from the feelings he brought out in her. He slid his hands from her lower back up to her shoulder blades, bringing her to an upright position again, and finding her lips. Instead of kissing her, he traced her lips with his tongue; then nipped at them.

“
Kiss me,” she demanded. He did, and the world exploded around her. The room began to spin; her mind went fuzzy; and the only thing she could focus on was Laszlo’s cock inside of her, of her pussy clenching, desperate to hold him there as her clit throbbed with her impending release. She rocked on him harder and faster, her moans getting louder as he swelled inside of her. His arms held her tighter, to the point that she wasn’t sure where she stopped and he started. But that was fine with her because in her mind, they were one. They’d been one since the first time they’d kissed.