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sweet that last time, and her body… Does this woman know how sexy she is? How delicious she was in that thong? He’d covered his desire with a smart remark, and he’d thought he made her hate him after that and her friend’s actions. So it surprised him how easily she came when he held out his hand. She drifted into his embrace while he tried not to think she belonged there on a permanent basis.
No, Alec, this is about possessing her body, not her heart. That’s all I want. She’s not my mate. I have no mate and never will.
Alec spun her once again, and this time when he drew her, it was with her back to him. He let her feel what she did to him, and he grinned at her sharp intake of breath. One would think she was a virgin. No way a man had never enjoyed all of this. He peered over her shoulder and saw down the deep cleavage on display for him. Her breasts were a good size and would fill his palms. He wouldn’t be a man if he didn’t dream of sucking her nipples until they were rigid. Alec dipped his head and rested his mouth on the top of her head. He drew in a deep breath. She smelled amazing.
“You’re…uh…enjoying the dance,” she commented.
“Does it bother you?”
Her smile widened. “No.”
Alec nuzzled her cheek and kissed it. Damn, he’d broken the rule, but she didn’t protest. “Good.”
When she raised her chin, he didn’t resist going further. He captured it to hold her still while he claimed her mouth. Plundering the warm, wet interior was the only thing he could do as he splayed fingers over her belly. Soft and so good. He sucked her bottom lip between his and bit down just enough to startle but not hurt. She moaned in his mouth, driving him insane.
A roar rumbled to his throat when she moved out of his arms and walked back to the table. He stood where he was for a few moments, trying to pull himself together. At what point had the tables been turned and she began to seduce him?
He sat down at the table and smoothed his jacket front. “Would you like more wine?”
She held out her glass. “Please.”
Alec obliged her in silence. His mind raced, and he searched it for conversation, something to get him back on firm footing and her into the palm of his hand.
“So why are you afraid of commitment?”
“Wha—?” His hand dipped, and red liquid stained the white tablecloth. Alec swore under his breath. Whisper laughed at him. Something harsh and arrogant trembled on his lips, but he bit it back. He didn’t want to hurt her. In fact, looking into her eyes, he realized it would get to him to see pain there, worse if he caused it. What the hell is the matter with you? Get it together. This is child’s play. “I’m not afraid of commitment. I’ve simply made a decision not to settle down.”
She picked up a roll and began buttering it, not looking at him. For some reason, Alec needed to know what she was thinking. He hated that he didn’t.
“A heartbreak can cause it or seeing your parents’ failed relationship.”
Nothing could have cooled his desire like their current conversation, and she’d done it on purpose. Of that he was sure. “My parents have a solid marriage, one built on respect and understanding.”
Whisper glanced up, eyes wide. “Respect and understanding?”
He compressed his lips.
She patted his hand as if he were a child. “I’ve never seen two people more unalike as you and Max are.”
He grunted. “Are you saying you like my brother better?”
“Oh don’t be so touchy,” she teased. “No, I’m not saying that at all. Just from what I’ve seen of Max, he’s more open to loving. You said he’d just lost the love of his life, and he’s grieving. You fight it like a wild animal.”
She couldn’t be closer to the truth, he thought. Still, he resented her insinuating that he was closed off. “Do I have to have a reason for choosing to live as I do?
No, Alec, this is about possessing her body, not her heart. That’s all I want. She’s not my mate. I have no mate and never will.
Alec spun her once again, and this time when he drew her, it was with her back to him. He let her feel what she did to him, and he grinned at her sharp intake of breath. One would think she was a virgin. No way a man had never enjoyed all of this. He peered over her shoulder and saw down the deep cleavage on display for him. Her breasts were a good size and would fill his palms. He wouldn’t be a man if he didn’t dream of sucking her nipples until they were rigid. Alec dipped his head and rested his mouth on the top of her head. He drew in a deep breath. She smelled amazing.
“You’re…uh…enjoying the dance,” she commented.
“Does it bother you?”
Her smile widened. “No.”
Alec nuzzled her cheek and kissed it. Damn, he’d broken the rule, but she didn’t protest. “Good.”
When she raised her chin, he didn’t resist going further. He captured it to hold her still while he claimed her mouth. Plundering the warm, wet interior was the only thing he could do as he splayed fingers over her belly. Soft and so good. He sucked her bottom lip between his and bit down just enough to startle but not hurt. She moaned in his mouth, driving him insane.
A roar rumbled to his throat when she moved out of his arms and walked back to the table. He stood where he was for a few moments, trying to pull himself together. At what point had the tables been turned and she began to seduce him?
He sat down at the table and smoothed his jacket front. “Would you like more wine?”
She held out her glass. “Please.”
Alec obliged her in silence. His mind raced, and he searched it for conversation, something to get him back on firm footing and her into the palm of his hand.
“So why are you afraid of commitment?”
“Wha—?” His hand dipped, and red liquid stained the white tablecloth. Alec swore under his breath. Whisper laughed at him. Something harsh and arrogant trembled on his lips, but he bit it back. He didn’t want to hurt her. In fact, looking into her eyes, he realized it would get to him to see pain there, worse if he caused it. What the hell is the matter with you? Get it together. This is child’s play. “I’m not afraid of commitment. I’ve simply made a decision not to settle down.”
She picked up a roll and began buttering it, not looking at him. For some reason, Alec needed to know what she was thinking. He hated that he didn’t.
“A heartbreak can cause it or seeing your parents’ failed relationship.”
Nothing could have cooled his desire like their current conversation, and she’d done it on purpose. Of that he was sure. “My parents have a solid marriage, one built on respect and understanding.”
Whisper glanced up, eyes wide. “Respect and understanding?”
He compressed his lips.
She patted his hand as if he were a child. “I’ve never seen two people more unalike as you and Max are.”
He grunted. “Are you saying you like my brother better?”
“Oh don’t be so touchy,” she teased. “No, I’m not saying that at all. Just from what I’ve seen of Max, he’s more open to loving. You said he’d just lost the love of his life, and he’s grieving. You fight it like a wild animal.”
She couldn’t be closer to the truth, he thought. Still, he resented her insinuating that he was closed off. “Do I have to have a reason for choosing to live as I do?
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