An Eye For Illusion: A Private Investigator Romantic Suspense: (Dunn Security Group Book 2)

Chapter 27

“Jade, there you are, dear.”

I turn to see my long-time lawyer and family friend, Harvey, behind me.

I lean in and place two air kisses on each of his cheeks. “Harvey! How are you?”

“I’m well! You’ve done an amazing job like always, dear. Bernice and I always look forward to this one every year.”

I smile at his compliment because this charity is my baby, and I love every single thing about it.

“There’s an entire outstanding team that pours their blood, sweat, and tears into making this happen every year. I’m just happy to contribute in any way I can. Thank you so much for coming tonight. Where’s Bernice?”

“Oh, she found one of her girlfriends, so I’m on my own, I’m afraid,” he says with a loving smile. He points out his wife across the room speaking to another attorney’s wife.

“Ah, I see. Well, make sure to tell her hello for me if we don’t get a chance to catch up.”

Harvey and Bernice are two of the nicest people I’ve ever met, and they’ve been in my life since I was a little girl. Harvey should have retired years ago but refuses to hang up his hat just yet. It’ll be a shame when that happens because he does so much for my company. However, he deserves to enjoy the rest of his life with his beautiful wife far, far away from the stress of his job.

“When are you going to retire, Harvey?”

“Whenever Bernice won’t kill me because I’ll be home in her hair all day.” He gives a booming chuckle, and I laugh in return.

I love how comfortable they are together. I could totally see her threatening to murder him daily because he would probably be bored out of his mind and take up a new hobby of annoying the hell out of her all day.

“Maybe you should take up a hobby, though I’d suggest one that doesn’t get on her nerves.” I give him a playful wink.

He laughs again. “Maybe you’re right! But do I have to pick one that doesn’t get under her skin? You’re taking all the fun out of it!” I can’t help but laugh again. I love his sense of humor. You can easily see just how much he loves her. As his laugh settles, he waves a dismissive hand. “Honestly, I think I’d miss the courtroom too much. Speaking of which, your friend Melanie had another court date.”

My ears perk up at the mention of Melanie. Harvey has been her lawyer since the night I called him and asked him for help. He was with her when she had to go before the judge right after I visited the shelter, and he was successful at winning her full custody of her son.

My stomach flips at the thought of the tables turning and going wrong. “Is everything okay?”

“Oh, yes. Everything’s just fine. I filed a motion for immediate emergency care for her and Noah. They shouldn’t have to live in the shelter.”

My hope immediately soars at the thought of them finding reprieve. I can do more, and I make a mental note to have Heather send an anonymous donation for the two of them.

“What did the judge say?”

“He ruled in our favor. He’s making Tony, the ex, pay child support and alimony. It should be enough to get her back on her feet.”

Relief and then joy surge through me. A huge smile overtakes my face as I lean in to hug Harvey. “Thank you so much for helping her. You’re the best!”

“Oh, shucks, dear. You can call me night or day. I’ll always answer.”

I lean up to give him one more kiss on his cheek. “Thanks, Harvey.” When I pull back, he has a serious look which makes my smile fall. It seems like he wants to tell me something. “What is it?”

“Never forget who you are, Jade. Your heart is the size of Texas. We need more people like you in the world.” He gently taps under my right collarbone before turning to walk away.

I blink several times, his admission taking me by surprise. Moisture forms in the corner of my eyes, and I inhale deeply to will the tears away before they spill and ruin my makeup.

Dammit, old man! Why did you have to go and make me cry?

I rush off to the bathroom in the hopes collecting myself before the tears fall.

While sequestered away in the bathroom, I took a few moments to gather myself . Something about Harvey’s words opened a floodgate of emotions. His simple encouragement helped patch an old wound I’ve battled with my entire adulthood. An insecurity that tells me I’m not good enough and that I don’t care enough or do enough.

Bridge will have a field day with my reaction because it’s the first time in a long time that I allowed someone else’s encouragement to penetrate my armor. Like I said, I’m a little fucked up, but I’m working on it. I want this insurmountable pressure I put on myself to ease. I want to be able to enjoy the smaller things in life without worrying so damn much.

Bridge would say this is the first step to accepting that it’s okay to let people see the real me, but I’m scared they won’t like what they see.

“You look gorgeous, tonight, Jade.”

The words startle me because I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t even notice Colin standing about ten feet ahead of me in the otherwise deserted hallway.

“What are you doing here?” I ask in surprise.

Colin Brooks is the last man I’d expect to see tonight, but I can’t say I’m upset. Ever since our kiss, I’ve been trying to come up with reasons to meet with him so we could do it again. Then his text messages stirred a heavy desire to entice him.

It was the best fucking kiss of my life, and I crave more.

“I could ask you the same thing, Ms. Foster. I didn’t take you as the charity type.”

His offhanded remark sends a jolt of anger down my spine. The earlier joy I felt when Harvey said his kind words just went up in smoke.

Then again, why would he expect anything more from me? I haven’t given him or anyone else a reason to suspect anything different.

Instead of letting myself get angry over his incorrect assumption, I decide to go a different route for a change. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Colin.”

“Then tell me. I want to know all the things, Jade. Every tiny detail you’re willing to share.”

He strides toward me, and I take in his freshly shaven sharp jawline. Then I look down to discover I very much like what I see. Colin is dressed in an all-black slim tuxedo that tapers perfectly at his hips, showing off his long, muscular legs and striking physique. His hair is combed back into a stylish wave, taming his normally boyish waves.

He looks positively edible.

I raise my right eyebrow with a smirk on my face. Suddenly, I’m enjoying the little cat and mouse game we started earlier tonight. It’s a nice surprise to see we get to continue it in person. “Is that so?”

“Very much so. You know what else I would love?”

He’s practically on top of me now. My feet inch back toward the wall, and he follows with every step. My chest automatically arches toward him, craving to touch him.

“What’s that?” I ask in a whisper.

My pulse races with excitement and sexual tension, and he leans in to go for the kill. His lips touch the base of my neck, and they don’t hesitate to leave their mark. He bites and sucks before licking his way up the column of my throat until he reaches the shell of my ear.

“I would love to know what that pretty pussy of yours tastes like,” he growls.

My knees go weak and said pussy instantly reacts to his words, contracting hard and growing wetter by the second. The emptiness I feel only fuels my desire to see and feel more of this man.

“What are you waiting for?”

My question elicits a deep groan from the base of his throat. His head pops up, and his eyes meet mine. He holds my stare, and as he does, his eyes dilate. I don’t back down. I meant that taunt, and I’m ready to see if he meant what he said.

I raise one eyebrow in challenge when he doesn’t make a move immediately. Just like I meant to do earlier with my response.

He finally breaks our staring contest and quickly looks left and right down the long hallway. I know what he’s looking for, and I know just the place to go. I grab his hand and pull him toward a closed doorway just down the hall and to the left. He threads his fingers with mine as we race down the hallway. A laugh escapes me as our speed walking quickly turns into jogging. I haven’t felt this reckless and this free in a long, long time.

His soft chuckle that echoes mine makes me laugh again. I feel like a teenager, and I love every minute of it. I glance over my shoulder at him, and what I see makes my pulse race as tingles start at the base of my spine and make their way up to my heart, warming me to my core.

His expression is full of mischief, joy, and lust. He looks at me like I’m the only thing in his world right now, and he can’t wait to devour me. I can’t wait either.

We reach the door, and I send up a silent prayer that it’s still unlocked. My fingers clasp the door handle, twist, and the door opens with a quiet click. Colin wastes no time shoving me inside and slamming the door closed behind him. The lights are off in the abandoned office as we clumsily make our way to the desk in the center of the room.

His lips find mine once again, and heat engulfs me. Our kisses deepen, causing a frenzy of lust and mystery as we explore each other in the dark. It’s arousing on a whole other level as his hands roam over my body with no reservation, our senses heightened due to the lack of sight. Every touch feels like a mini firecracker going off against my skin.

His hands follow the dips and curves of my hips, down to my ass and back up. Little zings follow in his wake. As one hand slides around the back of my neck the other grips the bottom of my ass and pulls me flush against him.

I moan when his long, hard cock presses against my stomach. I want to wrap my legs around his trim waist and feel it slide into my wet and waiting pussy.

Something crashing to the floor causes us to break apart briefly, but neither of us see what it was. Neither of us cares as we reach for each other at the same time.

I should know my way around this office like the back of my hand since I’ve spent so much time here planning these charity events, but my brain can’t seem to concentrate on anything but the drop-dead gorgeous man in front of me who’s currently trying to figure out how to get my dress off.

My hand goes to the discreet zipper on the side of the dress, and I pull it down for him, exposing my entire torso to him. He says nothing as his fingertips find my sensitive ribs. He makes his way around to my breast, which is bare because the lowcut back dips enough I can’t wear a bra. I’ve never been more thankful not to have that pesky piece of clothing on than at this moment.

His kiss deepens as he plays with my nipple. I reach down to rub him through his dress pants. The contact makes his cock thicken in my hand, and my pussy pulses with need.

My ass finally makes contact with the back of the desk, and I waste no time lifting myself onto the cool surface. I reach back down to find his zipper in the dark and pull it down. The only sound in the room is the sound of metal clasps being undone and our heavy breaths full of lust.

He reaches down to push my dress up to my ass from the long slit on the side of my dress. His hand trails up my inner thigh, and what he finds makes another long groan escape his lips.

“No panties, either?” he asks.

“I didn’t want panty lines,” I answer.

“Fuck those panty lines,” he says as he shoves two of his fingers into my pussy with one quick thrust.

I grab his shoulders as my pelvis arches up to meet his thrusts. This encounter feels a little dirty in the best kind of way. It’s exactly what I need to let go of all the stress of the impending wedding. To just live in the moment and free myself from all my daily constraints.

“Just like that.” My voice comes out in a throaty moan.

“Is this what you want, Princess? For me to fuck you on the desk like the dirty girl you are?” His questions spur a fevered frenzy in my core, chasing a release only he can give me.

“Yes, yes, just like that,” I say as his fingers twist up to reach that spot so few have found.

“This is just the beginning, Princess. Ride my fingers like a good little girl and then you get my tongue.”

I throw my head back as my pussy grips his fingers. It spasms repeatedly as a blissful wave of ecstasy rockets through my body.

“I can’t wait to see how tightly that pretty little pussy clamps down on my cock.”

Before the final pulses cease, Colin lowers me back on the desk and places my legs over his shoulders. We still can’t see a damn thing in here, but I’m loving every minute of this. Reaching down, I run my hands through his hair, then grip it tightly between my fingers as his tongue makes contact with my center.

This man knows what the hell he’s doing as he sucks, bites, and swirls his tongue in the most perfect combination. It’s also been forever since a man has given me an orgasm, and I’m pretty sure the last guy didn’t even come close to the intensity I feel right now, and I haven’t even had his cock yet.

My back arches off the cold, hard desk as Colin continues to devour me. His tongue is pure magic as it swirls and pumps in and out of my core. My body feels like it’s on fire, and my sensitivity is heightened. As his tongue swirls, he reaches up to play with my nipple, and I moan when he makes contact, thrashing my head side to side while chasing my release.

“More,” I try to command, but it comes out more like begging.

“Your wish is my command, Princess.”

He takes two of his fingers and once again finds the holy grail of ecstasy. His fingers curl into that spot and provide the right amount of pressure to send me through the roof.

My legs lock down on his shoulders, and my hand pulls his head even further into my pussy as I come again in mere minutes. This time, he lets me finish before he stands, and I hear the classic sound of a wrapper tearing.

He steps away from me briefly before returning, but now I feel his bare thighs against mine. The contact causes a shiver to run up my spine. This is what I’ve been dreaming about for weeks, and I can’t wait any longer.

I trail my hand up his right arm to his shoulder, and soon, I find what I want: the soft tufts of hair at the back of his head. I thread my fingers through them as I bite my lower lip. The hair at the nape of his neck that’s a little too long is quickly becoming one of my new favorite things.

“Do you like yanking me around, Jade?”

Instead of answering him with words, I give a hard tug and pull him down toward me. My lips meet his with so much passion I become dizzy.

Without another word he lines his cock up with my entrance, and that painful hunger for him to fill me subsides as he pushes in. My walls envelop his long, hard length, and it’s the best fucking feeling in the world.

I flatten against the desk as he begins to pump in and out. Slow at first, so both of us can enjoy the first connection, but his speed soon quickens, and it’s exactly what I need.

“Colin Brooks, you aren’t supposed to feel this good.” My amazement entertains him.

“You aren’t supposed to feel this good either, Jade Foster.” He growls my name, and it sends shivers racing across my skin, lighting a fire in my veins that only he can extinguish.

My hips swivel and lift to meet his thrust for thrust as we both chase our releases. Our grunts and moans along with the desk legs scraping against the floor fill the otherwise silent room.

I never want it to end.

My core clinches, and warmth spreads through my abdomen. It’s so strong it takes my breath away. My mouth opens, but no sound leaves my lips as the first wave of pleasure hits me, quickly followed by another.

He continues to roughly pump in and out as my spasms start to subside and his begin. He grabs me behind my head and pulls me up to him as he thrusts deeper and harder. I love every damn minute of feeling him come undone beneath my fingertips and between my legs.

Holy hell. Where has this been all my life, and when can we do it again?

“You name the time and the place, Princess, and I’ll be there.” His deep chuckle makes my eyes fly open.

“Did I just say that out loud?” I pant.

“Yeah, you did.” He laughs once again as he pulls himself free and gently helps me sit up.

Those three orgasms must be making me stupid because I could have sworn I said that in my head. I shake it off, trying to clear my mind.

Get it together, Jade. Don’t let some incredible orgasms knock you stupid.

I rise from the desk and try to straighten my dress. I don’t even want to think about my hair right now because if it looks as disheveled as his, people will know exactly what we did in here.

“Let me do that,” he says gently as he reaches out to stop my hand from pulling up my zipper.

I move my hands away, and he secures me back into my evening gown. He stands in front of me when suddenly I can’t feel him anymore. I hear the soft pad of his feet moving away from me.

Wait, is he leaving right now? He can’t be… He wouldn’t. Not after he just turned my brains to mush with the most amazing sex of my life.

My heart plumets as the doubt sets in. This is why I don’t let anyone in. They always fucking disappoint me. I expect to hear the door click open and for him to just walk away without a word after what we just shared.

Instead, the lights in the office flick on. I slam my eyes shut quickly from the intrusive brightness and groan from the discomfort.

“I’m sorry, but I figured we’d have a better chance of putting ourselves back together with the lights on,” he says with a little chuckle.

My eyes open slowly so I can take him in. This is the first time I’ve been able to see him since we were in the hallway. What I find staring back at me is better than any fantasy I could ever conjure in my mind. He’s so much more beautiful in real life.

His hair is a floppy mess, the long waves brush over the top of his eyes. His shirt is untucked and hanging over his unzipped pants.

My eyes linger on his cock, which I can now see in its full glory. Man, oh man, it is pretty. He’s still semi-hard with the condom hanging off the end, full of his seed. It’s a sight to behold.

He gestures his hands out to the side. “Do you like what you see, Princess?”

My eyes bounce up to his, and I find a happy, sated expression on his face. “Why do you call me that?” I’ve wanted to ask for a while, and I was too distracted to earlier, but now I’m curious.

“Why do I call you what?” he tries and fails to play coy. I raise one eyebrow in challenge and cross my arms, which pushes my tits up in this dress. He chuckles as his eyes zoom in on the movement. “Fine, fine. It’s because you remind me of a Princess.” I expect him to say because I’m prissy or maybe I’m a little stuck up, but he surprises me when he continues. “Because you’re royal, regal, sophisticated, and maybe a little aloof, but I can tell you care about your people. About taking care of those around you.”

My eyes narrow in shock from his assessment. “How would you know that? We barely know each other.”

He shrugs his right shoulder. “I know more than you think, Jade. I’ve spent the past few months watching and learning. You do a good job of hiding behind the persona you want the world to see, but me?” He juts his thumb toward his chest. “I’m not falling for it. I can’t wait to meet the real you because I think I will really, really like her.”

He leans in and kisses me softly on the lips before reaching up to smooth my hair and dress out. Then he leans over to grab some tissues from a box sitting on the desk and proceeds to clean me up from our sex-fueled encounter.

And what do I do in response? I stand there in utter shock.

Because I think Colin Fucking Brooks just knocked the wind out of me.