Deceive 2 (Book 2 of the Deceive series) Read Online Free PDF

mind,” I rasp, as my hand reaches forward to caress his stiff cock hidden beneath fabric, yearning to break free. He groans as his lips open and his tongue presses against the sensitive skin of my neck. Instinctively, I shiver and my palm digs into his groin, massaging the rock hard bulge.
    The elevator bell dings, indicating that we have reached our destination. I know without a doubt I will be following him into his suite, ignoring the hunger pangs that were luring me to the restaurant. As the door slides open and Marcus lifts his mouth from mine, he doesn’t move. I’m still pinned between him and the wall when his hand reaches over to press the “door open” button. I stare at him questioningly, wondering why we aren’t already in his room, preferably in his bed. The look he returns matches my licentious craving, though behind the delirium in his eyes I also see accountability.
    “Before you come in, you need to know something,” he says as he tucks a strand of hair that’s fallen from my chignon behind my ear. “I won’t be satisfied with only one night with you.”
    I swallow hard. “I think that is a problem I will enjoy solving.”
    “Good.” He smiles. “And one other thing, even more important than the first. No matter where this takes us, this will not affect your job or my tremendous respect for you.” He raises a brow to make sure I understand what he is saying. “I want you. The whole package. But it is your call if you want to come in with me. I will not pressure you in any way to take that step.”
    I do my best to hide a smile. “Yes, Mr. Knight.”
    He shakes his head before brushing his lips across mine. “In this room, I am not your boss. It’s you who’s in charge.” He plants a soft kiss. “I am at your mercy, Ms. Caldwell.”
    I part my lips gently, accepting his kiss and latching on to his bottom lip where I suck on the plump skin. He groans in my mouth and yanks me to him, kicking my shoes out of the elevator. He walks us backwards until we’re finally in his suite.
    His lips find mine again as we enter the foyer, backing into the large, round table in the middle of the room and knocking over the obscenely large vase of flowers sitting atop it. I gasp in his mouth at the ear piercing shattering of glass, to which he says, “Fuck it, I’ll add it to my tab.” A smile morphs onto his lips before they engulf mine again. I pull at his shirt, lifting it from beneath his waistband as he undoes the last of my buttons and slides my blouse from my shoulders. His mouth trails down my neck to my collar bone as his fingers tantalize the outside of my lacey black bra. My head falls back in wanting as he gently pushes the delicate fabric aside and palms my supple breasts.
    “I lied before,” he says as his mouth skims down my shoulder. “I’ve fantasized about more than just your lips.” His tongue flicks against my sensitive nipple and I inhale sharply as he repeats the motion. I wrap my arms tightly around his head, running my nails along his scalp as his mouth opens to take in as much of my breast as he can. His hands snake behind my back and effortlessly unclasp my bra, slipping the straps down my arms and tossing it to the side. I’m left standing nearly naked, except for my tight pencil skirt, to which Marcus says admiringly, “You should come to work like this every day.”
    I unbutton his shirt, shoving it off his shoulders and I run my hand down his solid chest. “Only if you come to work every day like this.”
    He lifts a brow. “I think we could arrange something.”
    His shirt hits the ground. Taking in his bare, masculine chest and the way his muscles ripple from his shoulders down his arms makes my sex clench and my body shudder in anticipation. I need him. Now. I reach for his belt, quickly unlatch the buckle and slide the leather strap from his pants.
    I loop it around his waist and pull him to me, securely locking him in place. He laughs as he falls into me and