Read Online Conning For Keeps (An Agents of TRAIT Novella) (Entangled Flaunt) by Seleste deLaney - Free Book Online

liquor, she tasted of mint and honey. Sweet seduction. Her hands ran up his chest and she wriggled closer, pressing her body against his. She could probably feel how hard he was, but he ceased caring when her tongue touched his at last, tentatively at first but then with a hunger he hadn’t anticipated. He pulled her tighter, wanting more of her, all of her.
    Drawing away from her mouth, he trailed kisses down her neck, savoring the little gasp and tiny moans of pleasure that vibrated through her throat. More. He wanted more, wanted to hear her come.
    “ Damn. Definite ‘A’ for effort there. I suppose that means I have to let you take her back.”
    Evangeline Sheppard’s voice yanked him from the moment, but he remembered to draw away from Marissa slowly, laying one last kiss on her collarbone. “That’s exactly what it means. We have…unfinished business back in our room.” He took Marissa’s hands in his and tugged her from the bench.
    “Good.” Evangeline winked at him.
    He tried not to bristle. She hadn’t made a jab at anything real. Her attitude was because he’d neglected his fiancé. She was poking at a ruse.
    The kiss hadn’t been real—none of this was real, no matter how it had felt. And it sure as hell had felt like Marissa meant it—but was she just such a good actress that even part of him had believed it? Only a few more minutes, and he’d have to give himself a stronger reminder that it was all a mission, a con. For now though, they needed to get out of here. “Point taken. Have a good night, Miss Sheppard.”
    “After the personal show, I think we’re all close enough that you can call me Evangeline.”
    He snorted in response, then scooped Marissa into his arms. No point in risking her being too drunk to walk. They were out the door without another word, followed by Evangeline’s laughter.
    Outside, Marissa snuggled in closer and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m completely okay to walk, but this is probably better.”
    “Agreed.” She didn’t need to know how much he liked the feeling of her close and, since she hadn’t argued, it was perfectly logical to pretend it was all part of the act. They didn’t speak again, and the lack of distraction made him all too aware of her. The musky floral notes of her perfume drew him back to the way their mouths and bodies had melded with each other.
    He wanted to taste more of her, all of her.
    By the time he shut their door with his foot, he was a walking ball of need.
    He tipped her toward the floor so she could stand, but instead, Marissa twisted in his embrace, pressing her lips to his again and setting his nerve endings ablaze.
    Had she felt it, too? That primal connection? The way her tongue probed his mouth, searching for a response, screamed ‘yes.’ There was no audience now, only the two of them and the need hovering like a ghost. Perhaps giving into one ghost would help banish another.
    At least for tonight.
    As soon as he toed off his shoes, Trevor carried her over to the bed, laying her down gently. Their kiss broke, and she met his gaze, her eyes shining with the kind of desire he’d never seen before. Already her hands were at his buttons, sliding them free with a thief’s dextrous fingers.
    Then her hands parted the cotton, sliding it over his arms along with his jacket. He stood to shake the clothes off, and she followed, sitting up on the bed. Her lips wrapped around his left nipple, sucking the little nub into her mouth. His toes curled against the carpet as her teeth grazed over the sensitive bit of flesh.
    Gentle as he’d been laying her down, now he shoved her back on the bed, fisting her thin t-shirt and tearing it open. She hadn’t bothered with a bra for her performance with Evangeline, and the firm, perfect breasts he’d only glimpsed through lace were laid bare before him.
    She tugged on his arms, and when that didn’t work, she wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him forward until she could