Lacey's Seduction

Chapter Four

Making a quick stop in his room, Brent changed clothes before heading downstairs to the hotel’s gym.

He had so much frustration and anger in him, he needed some way to work it out or he’d head back up and throttle Lacey.

Going straight to the weights, he positioned himself on the bench and emptied his mind, ready to let the burn and sweat take him away. He worked for ten minutes, punishing his body so he didn’t have to think about Lacey and what she had said.

He heard a long, low whistle and looked up, his eyes travelling to the other figure in the gym.

He shouldn’t have been surprised to see Matt leaning against a wall, his arms crossed over his chest watching Brent with what could only be considered amusement.

“What?” he snapped at his friend.

Matt pushed away from the wall and grabbed a towel from a shelf before crossing the room. He tossed the towel at Brent and shook his head.

“So how’d it go?” Matt asked with a knowing smile.

“Great. Wonderful,” he answered sarcastically, annoyed at the interruption of his work out. He didn’t want to see anyone right then. He wanted to lose himself in the pain of exercise so he didn’t have to think about Lacey.

Matt nodded. “I can see that.”

Brent growled and his friend held his hands up.

“Hey, man, I was just passing by. Saw you in here intent on punishing yourself and thought you might want to talk.”

“Talk?” Brent laughed bitterly. “Why would I want to talk? I tried to talk to Lacey, and all that got me was her yelling and telling me to get out of her room,” he replied, saying more than he wanted. But Matt had always been able to break through Brent’s defences. He was the most compassionate man Brent had ever met.

Matt frowned and scratched the stubble growing out on his chin. “Huh? Well, let’s see where you went wrong.”

“I didn’t go wrong. She’s impossible. I explained to her about the drinking and gambling and other women and she yelled at me.” Brent shook his head.

“What exactly did she say?”

“I don’t know! She just started yelling about not being like the other women.”

“Well, she’s not like the others.”

“I know that!” Brent’s voice rose.

“Did you tell her that?” Matt kept his voice calm.

“Of course…” He paused. Had he told her that? He had tried, but she wouldn’t listen. “Doesn’t matter,” Brent stated before he stomped over to the treadmill.

“It does matter if you’re down here instead of upstairs with the woman you care about,” Brent told him as he sat at one of the empty benches.

Brent started the treadmill, hoping it would wear him out and allow him to sleep. He wasn’t sure where he had gone wrong with Lacey. He’d been honest with her, and that hadn’t worked.

What else could he do?

“So, now what?” His friend’s voice broke into his thoughts.

“I finish the convention then go see the progress on my house,” Brent informed him and thought that sounded like a decent plan.

A friend of theirs and fellow special forces team member, Adam Butler, had taken the position of sheriff of a small town that did most of their business in the summer with rental houses and tourists. Another friend and old team member, Jake Summers, had already moved there and was now building houses for the rest of the team. Matt and Cara’s house had just been completed, and now Brent’s house was in the works. It was something he was looking forward to.

“Seems a shame to have that big house built and have no one to share it with,” Matt said.

Brent laughed but continued to run on the machine. “That was rough.” Matt only grinned at his friend. “Still true. You know Lacey is perfect for you.” Brent slammed his hand down and turned off the machine. “I tried. It’s over.” Stepping off the treadmill, he grabbed the towel Matt had thrown at him earlier. He wiped the sweat off his face then looked up. “I don’t plan on opening myself up again, to anyone.” Matt frowned at him, but Brent didn’t elaborate. He couldn’t tell his oldest friend that he knew Lacey belonged with him. That, for the first time in his life, he was in love. He had screwed up, and no matter how he tried to fix it, he didn’t see the dream of Lacey in his life coming true.

Lacey sat in the hotel restaurant the next morning with Cara, trying to focus on what her friend was saying.

Cara was telling her, very loudly and animated, about how Sam Hamilton had drunk too much and hit on Beverly Hill, one of their favourite romance authors.Beverly was also a very strong modern woman who wouldn’t put up with that behaviour and had indeed put him in his place.

Lacey smiled but couldn’t get the enjoyment she usually would have from the story. Her thoughts were still on Brent, on the look in his eyes as he had tried to explain the reasons he acted like he did.

It was just an excuse he used. She knew he told himself he had a right to act that way, but she had to disagree. No matter what he’d done in the past to shame himself, he had no reason to treat others like he did.

“You have it that bad, huh?” Cara’s words broke until her thoughts.

“What?” Lacey’s head snapped up, and she rested her gaze on her friend.

Cara smiled and laughed. “I saw Brent follow you out after your dance. And I can tell you’ve been crying.” There was obvious sympathy in the other woman’s eyes.

“I…I don’t…” Lacey trailed off. “Yeah, well, it didn’t work out.” Cara laughed again but didn’t say anything as the waitress refilled their coffees. After she walked away, Cara reached over a laid her hand over Lacey’s. “Want to talk about it?’

Lacey shrugged, not sure that she could keep the tears she’d been holding in.

“Oh my! You’re in love with him,” Cara said softly.

Lacey gave a shaky laugh. “Afraid so.”

“Oh, honey.” Her friend patted her hand. “We’ll fix it. Whatever happened, we will fix it.” Lacey shook her head. “Not this time,” she said sadly.

Cara sat back and crossed her arms over her chest. “So you’re just going to give up on him?” Lacey took a drink of her coffee, feeling the hot liquid burn her tongue. The pain made her feel a little better. At the moment, she was almost numb.

“When I first met Brent, I knew he wasn’t like any of the other authors. There was just something so real about him.”

Cara nodded for her to continue.

“We talked online, through emails, and short phone calls for months and I thought I really knew him.” Lacey went on to explain. “I dreamt about him every night, fantasised really what it would be like for him to hold me.”

Realising what she was sharing, Lacey snapped her mouth shut and looked over at Cara. Cara was only smiling at her.

“It’s okay, I understand. I’ll have to tell you how I was seduced by the neighbour at one time.” Lacey tried to smile back, but she couldn’t. She needed to get the story out. Without looking at Cara, she told her about the seduction three months ago and what happened the night before.

Cara was shaking her head when Lacey finished talking. “Oh, I am so going to call Amber,” she mumbled.

Lacey frowned at the mention of another woman. Did Brent have a girlfriend? The thought made her nauseated. “Who’s Amber?” she forced herself to ask.

Cara looked up at her and then clamped her hand over her mouth. “Oh god! It’s not a girlfriend! I’m sorry!”

Lacey blew out a breath.

“Amber is Brent’s sister. You’d like her. She also owns a bookstore, although she enjoys the café part more than the books. She and Brent have always been close.” Lacey remembered Brent saying something about a sister.

“I think I might have a plan. Come on!” Cara scooted out of the booth, pulling Lacey’s hand while she went. “Let’s go to your room. I have a phone call to make.”

Lacey looked around the hotel suite and shook her head. She couldn’t believe she was going along with Cara and Amber’s plan.

Cara had her switched to a different room and helped set up candles on every surface of the room. Then the two of them had gone shopping, and at the moment, Lacey was wearing a very revealing black lace dress.

Brent’s sister Amber had sighed into the phone when Cara had called her and explained what was going on. After a few minutes of drilling Lacey with very personal questions, Amber had giggled and told them exactly how to get her brother.

Cara had gone into action, which was why instead of being downstairs in one of the conference rooms, Lacey was up in a suite, waiting on Matt to deliver Brent.

She was back where she started. Trying to seduce Brent. Putting her heart once again on her sleeve and offering him everything.

She glanced at the clock. Four minutes until seven. Brent would be there anytime now.

The knock on the door had Lacey jumping, even though she had been expecting it.

Lacey rubbed her hands together and tried to calm herself before reaching for the doorknob. She pulled the door open and met Brent’s wide surprised eyes.

He looked her over, licking his lips, and she knew he at least appreciated the way she was dressed.

Then he looked to his side at Matt.

“What’s going on?” he asked quietly.

Matt shrugged and took a step back. “Hey, man, I’m only the delivery person.” Then he turned and hurried down the hall.

Brent looked back at her, and she offered him a smile. “Would you please come in?” He nodded and Lacey opened the door wider. She let him pass before closing and locking the door.

“What is this, Lacey?” Brent asked, still facing away from her.

“I want to talk to you. I want to settle this between us before this weekend is over,” she told him, wishing he would turn around and look at her.

“Dressed like that?” Brent’s voice remained low.

“I figured it would get your attention” she answered honestly.

“It did.” He did turn towards her then, and the noticeable bulge against the fly of his jeans told her that he still was interested in her, her body at least.

“Would you sit please?” She needed to talk to him first. Before she offered him what she planned, she had to get a few things off her chest. To make him understand that she wanted more than just a roll in the bed.

He nodded and sat on the edge of the bed.

Lacey paced a few times before stopping in front of him. “I fell in love with you months ago.” Brent stared at the beautiful woman in front of him and tried to give her his full attention. She took a deep breath, which raised her breasts, and his cock jumped.

“I feel in love with you months ago,” she told him.

Brent looked up at her eyes and saw the sincerity in them. His breath caught. Could she love him like he loved her? “Lacey…I…”

She held up a hand and he stopped. “Please let me get this out.” Brent didn’t want to let her talk. He wanted to take her into his arms. She was in love with him. He was

almost afraid to believe it.

“I knew that you could have any woman you wanted, and I could never beat them in the looks department,” she continued.

Brent opened his mouth to argue with her, but she shook her head. “Please, Brent. I thought my only chance to make you see me as more than a friend would be to seduce you.” Brent couldn’t believe what she was telling him. He had acted like a complete ass, and it sounded like she was apologising.

“I’m sorry about the way that I went about it. Instead of just being honest with you, I…” Brent couldn’t listen anymore and stood, causing Lacey to take a step back.

“Stop,” he ordered. He wasn’t going to listen to her blame herself.

Lacey looked away, but not before he saw tears filling her eyes. Brent walked closer until she was backed into the dresser. Once she was trapped between him and the furniture, he cupped her face with his hands.

“I was the one in the wrong. My own personal problems got in the way of how wonderful you were. I screwed things up between us, and I can’t tell you how sorry I am." Brent watched as her face relaxed.

“If I could go back to that night, I would. I would savour our time together. Show you my gentle side.

Hold you close to me and never let you go.” Brent ran his thumb over Lacey’s chin and felt her shiver. “I was scared by my feelings for you and used what I could to push you away and hurt you. I will forever be sorry for that.”

A smile broke out on her face as he opened his heart. “I don’t want you to be sorry. I just want you to love me,” she told him softly.

Brent smiled back and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “I already love you.”

“Really?” Her eyes held such hope that Brent had to laugh.

“Yes, I do,” he told her before slowly moving his mouth to cover hers.

She opened for him, and Brent plunged his tongue inside her mouth. Her taste rushed though him, and Brent grabbed her hips and pulled her closer.

Lacey moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck.

As he moved his lips down to her neck, he kissed and bit her soft flesh. She held him close and rubbed against him. Brent felt like his cock would explode before he would be able to get inside her. And he really needed to be inside her sweet pussy with her wrapped around and milking him.

“I need you. I need to show you.” He panted against her mouth.

“Show me,” Lacey practically purred.

Brent lifted her up and into his arms. Her lips brushed against his ear lobe before nipping. His hissed and tossed her on the bed. She bounced, laughing, and scooted up the bed.

Brent pulled his shirt over his head and watched as her eyes followed the movement. He paused with his hand on the button of his jeans until she licked her lips. Smiling, caught in her gaze, he slowly lowered his pants.

Lacey sat up on her knees and motioned him closer. Kicking off his shoes and removing his pants, Brent went to her.

Lacey welcomed him into her arms and rolled them until she straddled his legs with his back pressed into the bed. The first hesitant caress of her fingers across his chest caused his skin to tingle. She traced over the muscles of his touch moving down to his ribs and over his belly button. Her movements grew bolder when she reached his hard shaft.

She grasped his cock in one hand and stroked up and down.

Brent couldn’t hold back a moan at the sensations she caused. When she bent down and ran the tip of her tongue over the head of his cock, he gripped her hair and thrust up.

She hummed before swallowing his cock and taking him deep in her throat. Her head bobbed as she sucked him, and Brent watched her every move. What a beautiful sight she made. Feeling close to losing control, he pulled on her hair before slipping out of her mouth.

Her smile was radiant as she looked up at him. The love she felt for him shined brightly in her eyes. He pulled her down so he could kiss her and show her that he loved her just as much.

Brent licked at her mouth until she opened then kissed her as slowly and passionately as he could.

The sexy dress she wore brushed against his chest, and he grabbed a hold of the bottom. Yanking it up and off, he groaned when he found nothing under it.

She laughed wickedly and rubbed her wet pussy on him as she moved up to his waist. Brent’s cock swelled even more. Dropping his head back on the pillow, he begged for the first time in his life.

“Please, baby. Please.”

Lacey fisted his manhood again before running it between her pussy lips. “Is this what you want?” she teased.

Brent thrust up, letting his actions answer for him. Lacey positioned herself again then slowly lowered herself.

Brent groaned as he gripped her hips. Lacey moved up and down on his shaft before she slammed down and impaled herself fully. He could feel her muscles clench around him as her body adjusted to his size. No more than a few seconds went by before she moved, sliding and rocking her body, stealing his breath as she rode him. He moved his hands from her hips to her breasts, giving her full control of the rhythm.

Lacey rode him hard, her head thrown back and breath coming out in pants. Her body shook and she cried out as she reached her orgasm. Finally able to let go, Brent flipped her onto her back. He pounded into her, watching as she tossed her head from side to side.

Slamming onto her, he reached between them and pinched her swollen clit.

She screamed and exploded around him, causing his own release to rock his body.