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  Seducing Peaches

  By

  Crystal Smith

  Seducing Peaches

  Copyright 2013 by Crystal Smith

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  Book cover design by Melody Simmons.

  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead,

  or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

  Disclaimer: The material in this book is for mature audiences only and contains graphic sexual content. It is intended only for those aged 18 and older.

  Dedication

  To all,

  Allen, this has been a long time in the making. Thank you for standing by me through all the ups and downs. For having patience with me when I am sure if the shoe were reversed, I would not have. I love you.

  To my beautiful kids Zach and Ashley. I love you both. Thank you for helping Mommy with your creative ideas for my book. Ashley Cinderella is in here. Zach there is a motor vehicle accident. I’m sorry I couldn’t find the right spot to fit in the idea of him being Rambo.

  Mom, thank you for helping me with the kids. No matter what you say, the next novel about Jade was not your idea. LOL! I love you.

  Liz, thank you for giving me words of encouragement through this entire process.

  Latam Green, Tom wouldn’t be as hot as he is without your help! Thanks much girl.

  Fans, I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it. I will be setting up a blog soon so keep an eye out. Feel free to email me questions. [email protected].

  Much Love,

  Crystal

  Lois was just a small town girl who lost her Mother at a very young age leaving her in the hands of an extremely mad Father who turned to alcohol for relief. After putting her through hell itself, she left and never looked back after turning eighteen.

  She never thought her new life would be just as challenging and painful as her last. She worked job after job just trying to make her way through life. After opening her heart to someone, in one night he shreds it to pieces. Making a vow to herself to never trust a man again. She promises herself to only engage in conversation when she absolutely had no choice. Work.

  Growing tired of the same old thing every night while waitressing at a local bar, she takes a job as a first assistant to a wealthy hotel chain owner. After her truck breaks down on the way to her first day at a new job. She is given no choice but to take a ride from a complete stranger. A man.

  Lois and her ability to converse with the opposite sex only sparks a lot of curiosity with this new stranger and within herself. She finds herself struggling to maintain control. After insulting the stranger who graciously and safely delivered her to work, she receives the surprise of her life. This stranger turns out to be her new boss and owner.

  Her first impression is he is an arrogant asshole and womanizer just like every other man. So why is it she finds it hard to believe he can make her body, mind and soul respond to him in a way she never thought was possible? She never expected it would turn into love.

  Tom Hastings is a Hotel chain owner who can have any woman he wants for the most part. After his father died, he took over running the family business and turning it into quite the success, he has one love in his life and that is his Mother and he has no plans to change it. Tom only wanted a woman for one need and it didn’t involve his heart being engaged in feeling.

  After his first assistant grows tired of Tom not refusing to give her more, she quits without notice. Tom encourages his right hand man, Mark to replace her immediately. Mark has grown tired of constantly training woman for this position and losing out of his own life, he hires a first assistant that he is sure last, giving him freedom of getting his life back. She didn’t match not one of Tom’s specifications. She was perfect.

  Tom on his way to work in the sudden down pour picks up a woman walking in the rain. She is timid and has an obvious fear of men. After talking with her on the way, he has growing suspicions that this is his new employee. Irritated by Mark not following his orders, he is awkwardly intrigued by her and sets out to find out more about her.

  He never dreamed spending more alone time with her to learn about her past would cause him to first fall in total and complete uncontrollable lust, then love. After a business trip that Tom sets up to again be alone with her goes terribly wrong, Lois runs again.

  Will Tom go on to have only a friends with benefits relationship with women or will he chase after her? Will Lois ever have her fairy tale ending or is this another end to a heartbreaking chapter in her life?

  The Beginning

  “You know Michelle, this isn’t a good idea. I’m starting my new job tomorrow. I can’t be out getting drunk. Lord knows it will be the crack of dawn before I can drag your ass home and I don’t want to show up hung over from an all-nighter either.”

  “Look, you need to take a load off. We won’t stay out late. Have a few drinks, few dances, few hot sexy guys. You know the usual.”

  “No! I told you it is not going to happen. I should have never told you. I don’t understand why in the hell it bothers you so much. It’s not your body it’s mine.”

  “Because you are 23yrs old and you shouldn’t be living the life of a nun.” Michelle gave her the ‘I am fixing to get us both into trouble look’. “You know you want to.”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “Sarcasm is not an attribute that will attract you a stud muffin so I suggest you lose it before we hit the clubs.”

  “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Lois knew exactly how this night was going to end. Just like the last time she had gone out with Michelle. Michelle puking her guts up from drinking everything everyone gave her and Lois holding her hair. It wasn’t a fond night of memories for Lois.

  Whistle….. “Damn Lois, someone’s getting lucky tonight aren’t they?” Michelle teased her.

  “If that’s what you get off this, then I am so changing.”

  “Don’t you dare! You look hot. Come on. You never know your Prince Charming could have a thing for red, or black leather. Love the boots. Stay the way you are.”

  “I don’t want to send off the message that I’m easy Michelle.”

  “Oh trust me, it don’t say easy. Dangerous, kick your ass, don’t fuck with me without an invite definitely not easy. That’s what you’re saying by wearing that!”

  “Hmm.” Lois turned taking one good long look. Her cherry red v neck top showed off just enough cleavage to let a man know it was there, but not enough that the mind didn’t have to wonder. Her black leather mini skirt snug to her hips showed off her curves. Black 4inch heel boots that came up just below the knee gave her height the extra umph it needed.

  Hair had never been her greatest ability at managing so a simple pony with her bangs pulled to the side and wrapped did the trick and it was easy to do.

  “Ok, let’s get started.”

  *****

  It didn’t take Michelle long before she had her a man and he was practically humping her brains out on the dance floor. Lois shook her head in disbelief at how easy it was for Michelle to snatch on to a man.

  Lois on the other hand, always spent the majority of her nights out with Michelle, sitting lonely at the table because when she was asked to dance, she always politely turned them down. The one time she accepted the offer, she could barely walk the next day for the bruises on the top of her feet.

  Lois glanced across the room again checking on Michelle one last time before she went to the
ladies room. Once inside, she looked at herself in the mirror questioning why in the hell had she let Michelle talk her into this shit again.

  Coming out of the bathroom, a force from behind her sent Lois sailing forward at an uncontrollable rate. Lois squinted her eyes closed, half expecting to land on the floor on her face. Instead, the warm, strong arms that held her immediately caused her nerves to shoot to the sky.

  “Are you ok?” The stranger’s voice was deep, raspy, sexy as hell. She didn’t want to open her eyes. She only wanted to hear his voice and picture the way she imagined he would look like. Her dream man.

  “You’re mighty lovely laying here and all but you need to open your eyes for me. Are you ok?” This time the voice was different. More excited. Damn it, she had to open her eyes. She couldn’t let whoever it was that held her keep holding her.

  She batted her eyes open only to let her mouth open as well. Tall. Dark. Sexy eyes. Lips that made her mouth immediately crave for a taste. Broad shoulders. Muscular chest seen through his dark navy shirt. Small beads of sweat rested where his collar bones met. Suddenly she had the urge to lick him there. Suck him. Taste him.

  The sound of a clearing throat pulled her back out of her soon to be wet dream, and back to look in his eyes when she noted the sly grin on his mouth.

  “I’m guessing your pretty ok now then?”

  She pulled herself up to a standing position unable to answer his question. Her hand still held on to his biceps feeling the muscle beneath. If she didn’t let go of him and look away she was sure her knees would give out any second.

  But damn, his eyes had her locked completely. She couldn’t blink. She couldn’t think. She couldn’t do anything except stare into his hypnotizing gaze.

  “I’m gonna let you go now.” She seen his mouth move but didn’t hear a damn word his sexy lips had said. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his boldly. When his mouth moved back against hers it was over.

  A new found heat shot through her body. Soft, gentle lips soon became heated and demanding of hers. She gave him everything he wanted. She tasted his taste. And he tasted of BBQ wings and beer. He tasted good enough to eat.

  He brushed her lips one last time before raising his mouth from hers. When Lois opened her eyes, it was as if she was staring into a fire raging out of control. She wanted him. But most importantly, he wanted her.

  “Lois, let’s go. I can’t stand it. I’ve got to lay down.” The sound of Michelle’s slurred words brought a smile to his lips and an irritation in Lois.

  “Nice to meet you Lois. Maybe some other time.” And then he was gone.

  Lois searched through the crowd searching for her mystery man. She wasn’t ready to let him go. She wasn’t ready to not be kissing him. She wasn’t ready to go home. Alone.

  Lois turned back looking at Michelle, irritated by the fact that it was her fault she wasn’t still in his arms. “Do I interrupt you when you are dance fucking every guy you can get out there on that damn dance floor? No! I leave you alone. Jesus Michelle! You sure did pick a bad time.”

  “I’m sorry Bestie, I can’t help it. I just kept drinking and they just kept buying. Please take me home. Come back if you want.” Michelle couldn’t even keep her eyes open. She sure in the hell wasn’t standing straight as Lois watched her body move in circular motions.

  “Come on!” Lois was beyond annoyed and hot as hell. Not from anger. From Mr. Sexy Mouth.

  Chapter One

  Five miles into her trip, her truck went to clinking and banging out from under the hood. 1957 Chevy was the only piece of her family she had left now. It had belonged to her grandfather long ago.

  Smoke rolled from under the hood.

  “Come on girl, please.” The truck didn’t respond. Lois had known it was in need of repairs but she just couldn’t afford them right now. In fact, if the truck hadn’t belonged to her grandfather, she would have ditched it a long time ago.

  Damn it what am I going to do now?

  Only four miles to go she shrugged to herself as she started to walk the rest of the way to her new start in life. She hadn’t made it a mile and rain came pouring from the skies above.

  She kept walking. I’ll make it. Then she heard music behind her and a slight rumble of an engine. Lois just kept eyes forward and walking. Dear God whoever or whatever is behind me, please make it go away. I can do this on my own. Why bother helping me now? Please just get rid of them, and ignore my rumbling.

  When she heard the sound of a horn behind her she turned. The car pulled up next to her.

  “Ma’am, do you want a ride?” That voice. Immediately she remembered it.

  “Lady did you hear me? Are you ok?” She stopped. Shit. If she turned around would he recognize her? It only took his voice and she knew it was him. She didn’t turn.

  “No thank you, I don’t have far to go.” Lois picked up her pace.

  “You do know it’s raining right?”

  And there it is. Mr. Sexy mouth is just like the rest of them. Another asshole who thinks women don’t know jack shit. Hmm. She spun around quickly. “You’re very observant. You must work for like special intelligence somewhere. No I don’t want a ride.” She was giving it her best to be stern with her voice. She hadn’t intended to sound like a complete smart ass.

  He stared at her for a moment. “I didn’t know lips like yours could be such a smart ass. You always like this?”

  Shit. Shit. Damn. “Look, I’m sorry, it was the alcohol. I’m never that bold and I usually don’t drink so it don’t take much.” Her head tilted down totally embarrassed.

  “Alcohol? Do you always drink this early?”

  “What? No! I mean. You don’t……” And her words drifted off.

  “Come on get in.”

  There was something about the way he said those words that made Lois want to reply with ‘Yes Sir.’ Very authorative. Powerful. But instead she went with a question. “You don’t take ‘No’ very well do you Sir?”

  “No, not really. I’m used to getting what I want.”

  Lois stood there weighing out her options. She could stand there arguing or she could get in on good faith and hope this was the last decent guy on earth. Maybe then she wouldn’t be as late. She desperately needed this job.

  “Will you take me straight to work? No questions asked!” She raised an eyebrow with her question to prove she was quite serious and trying to give off some of that ‘I’ll kick your ass if you so much as even think about it’ attitude. She wanted to give the appearance that she was not a woman to be played with in any fashion.

  “No I plan to take you to the airport, force you on my jet and have my way with you on our way to Paris. Yes, I’ll take you to work.” Lois just stood there staring at him. She felt her cheeks warm. Remembering how bad last night she had wanted to have her way with him.

  “Look you can stand there and think this through all day if you want to but I don’t have time, I’m on my way to work myself. So, what’s the verdict? Nice dry car or soaking wet rain?” She watched as he impatiently tapped his thumb on the steering wheel.

  “The ride please.” Something in her body wouldn’t let her move. She just kept standing there.

  “You do know you will have to actually get in the car don’t you? I’m not gonna get soaked in the rain opening the door for you?” He stared at her. She stared back. Looking only at his lips.

  Finally she forced herself to open the door. She got in drenched literally, rain dripping from her. “Won’t this ruin your seats?” The look on his face told her he had no idea what she meant. “I’m soaked. Your seats are leather, won’t it ruin them?”

  “I’m not worried about my seats. It’s just a little rain. Where are you headed on this not so pretty and glorious morning?”

  “To work?” Idiot he has to know where if you expect him to get you there. She turned to look at him to tell him the address but was sidetracked when she seen him smiling at her. “What’s so funny?”

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��You don’t take rides often do you, or even talk to men?”

  “No I don’t take rides, and I don’t talk to men. I am headed to Hasting Hotel Inc. Do you know where it is?”

  He hesitated for a moment. “I believe I do. Why don’t you talk to men?” She noted a sense of arrogance in his voice.

  “Because men are pigs, they are rude immature violent creatures that should have never of been created.” Oh shit. Did I just say that out loud? I didn’t mean that. I meant kiss me again. No I didn’t! Damn it. Shut up Lois.

  She slowly looked over at him half expecting to see anger and rage. His eyebrows were twisted. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to take my anger out on you. I just don’t. Talk to men like this. It’s nothing against you. I have no excuse to talk that way to you. You are doing me such a huge favor and I sincerely appreciate it.”

  His expression softened and relief was felt in Lois. “Well you are talking to a man like this now and for future reference without men there wouldn’t be women. Do you mind if I turn the radio back up?”

  “Really? I hadn’t noticed. And no, by all means this is your car.” She tried not to look at him, but she was curious. Curious as to his smell. He smelled so good. Damn Good. His scent pulled against her, urging her closer. Like a heroin addict reaching for their syringe.

  “Oh Sweetheart, you noticed.” Then a flick of his thumb the radio was up.

  She noticed how handsome he was. No how gorgeous. Dark brown hair. Dark brown eyes. Dressed well. Dark blue blazer, tie, dark jeans. Long muscular looking legs. She was finding him very odd.

  He’s driving a black shiny Camaro but he is dressed very nice. He must be a business man of some type. No a lawyer, hotshot, must be corporate. I would have assumed the whole bad boy image. Damn Lois quit talking to yourself and quit gaulking at the guy.

  Lois tried to keep her eyes to herself. But it didn’t happen. She had to keep looking at him. She had to study him. What could it hurt? It wasn’t like she was ever going to see this guy again. So what if he caught her staring at him.