The Cocky Thief (Stolen Hearts #1)(5)

“Your mother hasn’t talked about it?” The vineyard was one of the many properties owned by Gregory Stranger, according to the quick Internet search he’d done.

“Believe it or not, prenup guy, my mother and Stranger haven’t known each other all that long. I’ve never even met him before.”

He knew from the online articles he’d read announcing the engagement that it was rushed but considering the lawyer he was playing probably didn’t care, he forced himself to look surprised. “Oh, wow. Love at first sight, then?”

Jennifer let out a scoff that let him know exactly how little faith she had in that idea. “Something like that. So what’s the plan for you then, lawyer? Get the paperwork signed and then scram?” Her dark eyes met his and he knew she was asking a hell of a lot more than she was saying.

Austin shifted closer. “You know, weddings can be pretty boring but if something catches my interest, who knows what I’ll do?”

She let out another laugh. “Don’t tell me you’re going to make me work for this.”

He tilted his head as he tentatively reached out, setting a hand on her warm knee. She didn’t push him away though. She bit her bottom lip and shifted closer to him. He flexed his fingers and moved his hand up ever so slowly until his fingers brushed the edge of her skirt.

“Come on,” she whispered as she edged closer. “You were so sure of yourself on the plane. That hasn’t changed, has it?”

“Oh, trust me.” His fingertips crept beneath the skirt. “This isn’t a question of my abilities.”

She wrapped her fingers around his tie and pulled him in closer. “Then prove it.”

Austin didn’t need any more convincing. He was smiling as he met her lips with his. It went against everything he’d taught himself about seduction and infiltration. This wasn’t careful or calculated. For the briefest moment, he wasn’t pretending to be a lawyer or pretending to be Hart’s lapdog.

He tilted his head for better access while his hand crept farther up. She encouraged him by lifting her hips so he could move her skirt up even as she kissed him back. The limo hit a bump and she fell back.

Austin took advantage and followed her; one of his knees slid between her legs as he kept on kissing her. She kissed him back passionately, almost feverishly, as she tugged at his clothes. He had to reluctantly move his hands from her as his suit jacket fell to the floor of the limo.

She started to work at loosening his tie and he returned the favor as he ran his hands beneath her blouse and up, until she lifted her hands and the blouse joined his jacket.

Austin leaned back to appreciate the view. Her black bra matched the rest of her clothes and her fair skin made the sight seem all the more dirty in the best way. God, this woman was sexy. Her body was toned in all the right places and her breasts were practically bursting out of the cups of her bra. He was determined to free them completely.

He bent back down, but this time went for Jennifer’s neck. He tasted and teased, and every time she moaned and sucked in a breath, his cock would twitch with arousal. He wanted to make this good for her, but damn he needed to be inside her.

He hooked a hand behind her back and in seconds, the bra was free and he was pulling it down her shoulders.

Before he could do anything, she was back to pulling at his clothes. “We’re doing this equally.” She started to undo the buttons of his shirt, one by one.

Who was he to argue with the lady? He helped her and then she sat up as she pushed the white shirt over his shoulders, trailing her fingers along his biceps as she angled her face to brush her lips across his. “You’re too pretty to be a lawyer.” She ran her hands back up his arms and down over his chest.

Keeping fit was vital in his line of work. It seemed like air vents and windows were getting smaller every day. But that was something she didn’t need to know. “You’re too pretty to be real.” He pushed her back once again.

This time, he tugged her skirt up as they went down. And, because apparently this was the best day ever, her panties were a matching black. He couldn’t take them off just yet though. He wanted to appreciate them longer.

So he bent down, kissing her deeply once before he went back to her throat and worked his way down. Right as he dipped his tongue into the hollow of her collarbone, he slid her panties aside and found his way through the tight curls at the juncture of her thighs until he hit the spot that had her jumping in his arms.

“Austin...” she breathed.

He knew there was a reason he used his real first name. He kissed down the center of her breast bone as he gently cupped her breasts; he slid two fingers into her wet heat. She was so hot and ready. God. He was going to do so many things—

“We’re going to pick up one more passenger,” said a voice.

They both froze in place. Jennifer clutched his shoulders, with his head buried between her breasts and his fingers still deep inside her. Finally, she reached behind her and pressed a button, which must have been the intercom. “Wh-what?” she asked.

“I was told to pick up one more passenger on the way to the vineyard. I wanted to give you a...heads-up.”

Jennifer sighed and closed her eyes for a brief moment. “Thanks,” she said weakly and Austin took that as his cue to back up. He withdrew from Jennifer as she reached over for her clothes. There were a few awkward moments of silence as they each got dressed.