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soft pad of my earlobe. The warmth of his breath is delicious and my body bends to him as he says, “I mean it. No one else.”
He stares into my eyes, waiting for an answer. I want to know about the girl he was with. But I’m enjoying the power his jealousy is giving me. So instead of submitting, I argue, “It doesn’t count. It was a girl. And she was so pretty, I had to.”
He growls and shoves me tighter against the wall. But there’s a light in his eyes now that’s playful. I’m sure he must see the same in mine because I’m having way too much fun with this. “Oh yeah? She was pretty, huh?”
I stare at his bottom lip, wanting to suck on it. He smiles like he knows what I’m thinking. “She was.” I gasp as he pushes my legs open with his knees, showing me who’s stronger. He reaches down and expertly slips a finger deep inside my slickened opening. I moan as he pushes in deeper and moves it sensually around, driving me crazy.
“It counts. So let me be clear. No men. No women. No transsexuals. Anything with a pulse is off limits.” He smirks at my expression, at the moan he just elicited from me. Leaning down, he slowly runs his tongue across my collarbone, groaning against my skin as his erection heats up through his pants. “When I saw her touching you, I wanted to…”
“You wanted to what? Punch a girl?” I tease him on a smile. “So, what about that she-beast in the elevator?”
“A friend. I had to get your brothers off my scent. I think Sean was having me followed. The guy only left when I ran into Maya and acted like I was interested in her and taking her upstairs. I convinced her to come with me to your room, and shrewd negotiator that she is, she agreed in exchange for backstage tickets.”
“Smart woman,” I murmur. My heart leaps high in the air, but I’m hiding it, acting casual. “You were coming to my room to get me?”
He nods, looking at my mouth for the longest time. He’s staring at my lips for so long that I forget to breathe. Without warning, he leans in and crushes me with the best kiss I’ve ever had, his hands exploring me, firmly pressing down my sides, his thumbs applying pressure to my hips, then traveling down to scratch my thighs on his way back up to slip back into my cave again. Knowing he was coming to my floor to get me has me so excited I’m pulsing a steady heartbeat between my thighs, a growing need for his touch overwhelming me. Those fingers I love so much stroke me just once and stop. I moan. He strokes me again, starting low and inching up tortuously slow. “Oh, Alec.”
He flips me around, and I slap my hands flat against the door as he pushes my legs open and grabs my hips firmly, pushing my ass in the air so he can bury his face in me from behind. I cry out as his tongue explores. He groans, “You taste like sweat and pussy. So good.”
“You sure? I haven’t bathed for awhile and…”
“Shh… I love it.” He burrows his face in me and reaches out his tongue to lick the little bean of my clit until I’m moaning and writhing, lost in it. “That’s it, baby,” he growls against the sensitive skin, the heat of his breath feeling incredible. I cry out as his tongue lunges inside me as deep as it will go. He wiggles it around until I’m screaming out in orgasm, moving my hips to rub myself on him. He doesn’t stop until I beg him to, my knees weakening to collapse. Then he catches me and picks me up.
Curled up in his capable arms, spent and happy, I close my eyes and thank the gods for the timing of that elevator. Had I gotten up out of bed quicker, I might have missed him and now been in a room all by myself, wondering where he was or who he was with.
It would have been a long night.
Chapter Twelve
Rue
H e carries me whimpering in his arms to the bed and launches me onto it. Bouncing, I laugh but when I look over at where he’s taking off his shirt, my smile fades, replaced with hunger. His chest is so sinewy and muscular,
He stares into my eyes, waiting for an answer. I want to know about the girl he was with. But I’m enjoying the power his jealousy is giving me. So instead of submitting, I argue, “It doesn’t count. It was a girl. And she was so pretty, I had to.”
He growls and shoves me tighter against the wall. But there’s a light in his eyes now that’s playful. I’m sure he must see the same in mine because I’m having way too much fun with this. “Oh yeah? She was pretty, huh?”
I stare at his bottom lip, wanting to suck on it. He smiles like he knows what I’m thinking. “She was.” I gasp as he pushes my legs open with his knees, showing me who’s stronger. He reaches down and expertly slips a finger deep inside my slickened opening. I moan as he pushes in deeper and moves it sensually around, driving me crazy.
“It counts. So let me be clear. No men. No women. No transsexuals. Anything with a pulse is off limits.” He smirks at my expression, at the moan he just elicited from me. Leaning down, he slowly runs his tongue across my collarbone, groaning against my skin as his erection heats up through his pants. “When I saw her touching you, I wanted to…”
“You wanted to what? Punch a girl?” I tease him on a smile. “So, what about that she-beast in the elevator?”
“A friend. I had to get your brothers off my scent. I think Sean was having me followed. The guy only left when I ran into Maya and acted like I was interested in her and taking her upstairs. I convinced her to come with me to your room, and shrewd negotiator that she is, she agreed in exchange for backstage tickets.”
“Smart woman,” I murmur. My heart leaps high in the air, but I’m hiding it, acting casual. “You were coming to my room to get me?”
He nods, looking at my mouth for the longest time. He’s staring at my lips for so long that I forget to breathe. Without warning, he leans in and crushes me with the best kiss I’ve ever had, his hands exploring me, firmly pressing down my sides, his thumbs applying pressure to my hips, then traveling down to scratch my thighs on his way back up to slip back into my cave again. Knowing he was coming to my floor to get me has me so excited I’m pulsing a steady heartbeat between my thighs, a growing need for his touch overwhelming me. Those fingers I love so much stroke me just once and stop. I moan. He strokes me again, starting low and inching up tortuously slow. “Oh, Alec.”
He flips me around, and I slap my hands flat against the door as he pushes my legs open and grabs my hips firmly, pushing my ass in the air so he can bury his face in me from behind. I cry out as his tongue explores. He groans, “You taste like sweat and pussy. So good.”
“You sure? I haven’t bathed for awhile and…”
“Shh… I love it.” He burrows his face in me and reaches out his tongue to lick the little bean of my clit until I’m moaning and writhing, lost in it. “That’s it, baby,” he growls against the sensitive skin, the heat of his breath feeling incredible. I cry out as his tongue lunges inside me as deep as it will go. He wiggles it around until I’m screaming out in orgasm, moving my hips to rub myself on him. He doesn’t stop until I beg him to, my knees weakening to collapse. Then he catches me and picks me up.
Curled up in his capable arms, spent and happy, I close my eyes and thank the gods for the timing of that elevator. Had I gotten up out of bed quicker, I might have missed him and now been in a room all by myself, wondering where he was or who he was with.
It would have been a long night.
Chapter Twelve
Rue
H e carries me whimpering in his arms to the bed and launches me onto it. Bouncing, I laugh but when I look over at where he’s taking off his shirt, my smile fades, replaced with hunger. His chest is so sinewy and muscular,
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