and his hands interlocked at my belly button.
“We're at war right now, sweetie. Hands off the merchandise,” I said, sweetly.
Alec growled as he placed his mouth next to my ear, “You have no panties on.”
I cringed.
God, I hated that fucking word, but I wouldn't correct him on it because I wanted my knickers, or rather my lack of knickers, to imprint on his mind.
“I don't? Huh. I must have forgotten to put some on—”
“Bullshit.”
I fought off a smile.
“I'm sorry?” I asked, innocently.
“You heard me, bullshit. You don't just forget to put panties on. You have a fucking routine you follow when you get dressed—panties, bra, socks, then the rest of your clothes.”
Did he pay attention to everything I did?
“That's true, but everythin' is a little bit hectic today. I can't go put some on now because the girls are in our room and it would be too obvious. I can't even grab a pair and slip them on somewhere else because Ryder is in the bathroom packing up our toiletries and I don't think you'd appreciate your brothers watchin' me shimmy on a pair of knickers in front of them in here.”
Alec's hold on me tightened. “Damn right I wouldn't.”
I devilishly smiled. “Exactly, so let me go and get back to packin'.”
Alec growled when I moved away from him.
“How can I focus on packing boxes when I know you have no panties on under that dress?”
He wouldn't be able to focus, and that was exactly what I was counting on when I decided to take them off.
“I'm sure you will figure somethin' out.”
I felt Alec's eyes on me as I opened a cabinet above my head and reached up for the plates and cups. I could feel my dress rise up my thighs as I stretched.
“God fucking damn it. Ryder! Switch with me!”
I glanced over my shoulder and watched as Alec stormed out of the room and down the hallway to the bathroom. I smirked.
Did he think he could get away from me that easily?
He was going insane if he thought so.
“Good idea, babe. Aideen, you take over the kitchen,” I shouted. “I'll get my things packed in the bathroom in case Alec throws out the toiletries I like.”
“On it!” Aideen shouted.
I briskly walked into the bathroom after Alec who tried to stop me from entering the room but groaned when I ducked under him and gained access anyway. I smirked to myself.
“Baby, close the door but not all the way, I need to get my towel rack from the top of the door.”
Alec wouldn't look at me, but he did as I asked.
“Thank you,” I chirped.
I stood on the side of my bath and pretended to lose my balance a little.
“Keela!” Alec shouted then jumped for me, opening his arms just as I fell into them.
I gasped, “Nice catch.”
I leaned up and pecked the side of Alec's mouth and he growled.
“Just... just be careful, okay?” he murmured, his tough exterior fading for a moment.
I nodded my head. “I will, big boy. Don't worry about me.”
Alec muttered something to himself.
I was so obvious with what I was trying to do, but Alec was concentrating so hard on not looking at me that he couldn't see how much I wanted him to look at me.
I glared at him through the mirror.
Apparently showing some skin wasn't enough—I had to turn things up a notch.
I turned and looked down to the bin next to the toilet.
“I thought I told you to clean this out?” I asked and bent forward.
“Clean what—Oh, Jesus.”
I smiled to myself.
I felt cool air wash over my behind and I knew I was exposed.
Extremely exposed.
I jumped when Alec's hand gripped onto my arse.
“Alec!” I gasped.
He pushed me up against the bathroom counter.
“I can't. I can't not fuck you right now.”
I looked through the mirror at him as he fumbled with the buttons on his jeans and frantically pushed them and his underwear down to his thighs. He was so flustered they didn't even make it all the way down his legs.
Looks like turning it up a notch meant I was using sex against Alec in my ploy to win this
Suzanne Weyn
Steven Savile
Sherryl Woods
Hallie Swanson
Patrice Michelle
Craig Johnson
Aneesa Price
Mary Marks
Kate McMullan
Yenthu Wentz