Seduction (Club Destiny) (11 page)

“Kiss me, Alex.”

Alex didn’t kiss
her; he just stared down at her like she’d lost her mind. Did the woman even
know what she did to him? Did she know how hot she made him burn?

“Kiss me like you
want to kiss me.” She insisted again, not moving her hands from his face.

God she was
going to kill him.

“Are you sure?”
He needed to know whether she understood what she was signing up for. Alex was
not a gentle lover.

“I’m positive.” There
wasn’t even a hint of uncertainty in her tone.

“Baby, I can’t
promise I can stop once this starts.” Standing in the middle of his garage,
Alex knew he’d at least get her into his house, but the second he let loose on
her, there might be no turning back.

“Just a kiss,
Alex. For now.” Ashleigh grinned, and that little spark she lit with her bold
words turned into a full blown inferno. She was going to be a challenge, he
knew.

Easing closer,
her fingers sliding up the side of his face until they laced into his hair, he
closed the gap between their mouths. When she closed her eyes, he slid his
tongue over her bottom lip. When she moaned, he damn near lost it.

“So sweet.” He
whispered, not meaning to talk at all, but he was doing his damnedest to hold
onto an ounce of his control.

Her little pink
tongue darted out, meeting his on the edge of her lip and Alex pressed his body
against hers. When she pulled his head down closer, he knew he was no longer in
control of what was happening. She was.

Then she kissed
him and just like the last time, everything came down to this one single woman,
and the way she gave herself over to him. He plundered her mouth with his
tongue, taking everything she offered, delving deeper, gripping her head and
holding her close as though she might try to move away.

Not Ashleigh.
Instead, she tried to get closer. Much closer. Until he had no choice except to
hoist her up, letting her wrap her legs around his waist, his steel hard cock
pressed into that sweet spot between her legs.

Her sensual
moans were the music that went along with the light show going off behind his
closed eyelids. This was more than he’d imagined, and yes, he’d given plenty of
thought to what it would feel like to take this woman. To bury himself deep
inside her and make her cry out his name as she came around his cock.

Breaking the
kiss, he moved down the side of her neck, inhaling her fresh, sweet smell. He
used one hand to pull the neckline of her t-shirt back so he could reach the
gentle ridge of her collarbone, licking and kissing as she squirmed in his
arms. Latching onto the skin, he suckled, knowing he was going to leave a mark
on her perfect skin, but not caring. He felt like a teenager, touching a woman
for the very first time and wanting nothing to stand between him and what would
be the most pleasure he’d ever experienced.

Writhing in his
arms, Alex traced his lips back up over her neck, higher until he met her mouth
again, scared to death of what he might do if he let this get out of control.
She’d turned on the heat, his body set on broil, and the flames were likely to
make him lose every possible good intention he’d ever had.

He didn’t know
how much time passed as they made out in his garage, but he finally managed to
pull his lips from hers. Staring back at him, Ashleigh’s whiskey colored eyes
were now darker, swirling with the passion he could physically feel just
beneath the surface of her flawless skin.

He held her
against him, pressing his forehead to hers as he tried to catch his breath. She
didn’t sound like she was faring any better than he was. Her fingers were still
laced in his hair, her nails grazing his scalp and sending tingles down his
spine.

“What am I going
to do with you?” He said the words out loud, but he didn’t expect an answer.

“Anything you
want.”

Oh, Lord have
mercy. He was not going to survive this.

~~*~~

Ashleigh had no
idea what had come over her.

Alex made her
want things she’d only ever read or written about. She wanted to experience
every single thing her brain had ever come up with at the hands of this man.
And after that kiss, she knew she was going to be in for the ride of her life.

As strange as it
was, she meant what she said. Maybe her alternate personality was more a part
of her than she thought. When he touched her, Ashleigh didn’t feel any of the
trepidations she thought she would. The way he kissed her, as though he needed
it as much as she did just to sustain life, made her legs weak.

When he set her
back on her feet, taking a step away, Ashleigh realized where they were. In the
moments when they had been pressed against one another, his tongue in her
mouth, where they were hadn’t mattered. Hell, nothing had mattered but the
sensual taste of him, the urgency in his touch. He had somehow tapped into that
other part of her that had absolutely no inhibitions.

Leaning around
her, he opened the truck door, snatching her bag from the seat before taking
her hand in his and leading her into the house. He didn’t say a word and she
was afraid to ask what they were doing because she had an idea.

Would he take
her straight to his bedroom?

“Hungry?” He
asked when he opened the refrigerator door.

Was that a
rhetorical question, she wondered. She was hungry all right, but it wasn’t food
she wanted.

“I’m good.” She
answered, only a few feet separating them in his open kitchen.

This was the
part she had trouble with. She couldn’t wrap her mind around how she was
supposed to act. If they were, in fact, going to have sex, would he just take
her to the bedroom and get it over with? That’s not how it happened in the
books she read, or the ones she wrote, but hell, those weren’t real. Were they?

“You can change
in the bathroom.” Alex said, pulling her brain back to present.

Change?
What was she
going to change into?

Oh, good grief. Her
mind was in the gutter. They had come to his house to go swimming and
apparently that was still his intention. Letting her gaze rake over him, she
noticed the hard outline behind the zipper of his jeans. He obviously still
wanted her, so why was he thinking about swimming?

“I’ll meet you
out back.” Alex said, a small smile teasing his lips before he turned away.

Ashleigh grabbed
her bag from the counter and went in search of the bathroom. The last time
she’d been at his house, she hadn’t seen much of it, other than the dining room
and the kitchen. Now, with the chance to explore for a moment, she was curious
as to how Alex lived.

As it turned
out, the guest bathroom was off the living room, down the same hall that led to
what appeared to be the master bedroom. Feeling a little bold, Ashleigh glanced
into his room, taking in the warmth that greeted her.

Just like the
rest of the house, the bedroom was rich with dark colors and wood accents. The
bed was made, which wasn’t surprising for a man who always needed to be in
control, and there was no clutter. The heavy wooden furniture fit nicely in the
oversized room, and all of it tied together to fit the man perfectly.

For a brief
moment, she could imagine herself sprawled out on his bed, his gloriously naked
body above her, as he drove his cock relentlessly into her, over and over until
she couldn’t contain the orgasm that would skyrocket her into another world.

Jerking from her
reverie, Ashleigh glanced around nervously, praying Alex wasn’t standing beside
her, watching as she fantasized about what it would be like to... well, what it
would be like.

Sneaking back
the way she came, Ashleigh slipped into the bathroom to change. She was a
little nervous about donning a bathing suit in front of Alex, especially after
what had happened a few minutes before. Nervous, yet excited.

Stripping off
her clothes in record time, she pulled on the hot pink bikini and looked at her
reflection in the full length mirror on the door. Well, the good news was that
her skin wasn’t as bright as the bathing suit. The bad news was that her skin
was flush, and she was pretty sure she was glowing.

She felt like a
different woman than the one who woke up that morning. Her body was alive with
all sorts of feelings, sexual tension coursing through her veins. Could this be
it? Could today be the day when she finally succumbed to the overwhelming urges
that had been building in her for years? If her body had anything to say about
it, she would.

Glancing in the
mirror, Ashleigh smoothed her hair down and smiled. “Stop smiling, you goof.”
She told the reflection staring back at her.

Despite what had
happened in the garage and the emboldened way she felt, something seemed off
about Alex. She knew he couldn’t be nervous. The man had probably been with a
thousand women... and didn’t that thought make her sick to her stomach.

With the smile
successfully wiped away, Ashleigh pulled her clothes back on over her swimsuit
before wandering through the house and into the backyard. From her spot on the
patio, she had a perfect view of the perfect man. And she only thought seeing
him in gym shorts and a t-shirt had been riveting. That’s only because she
hadn’t seen him without a shirt.

Alex was
standing by the pool, wearing a pair of swim shorts that were longer than the
running shorts he had worn, but the absence of a shirt made her mouth water.
With his back to her, Ashleigh outlined every hard angle and toned muscle with
her eyes. Across his back, from shoulder blade to shoulder blade, from his neck
down to just above his waist was a tattoo of what looked like a tiger’s face,
the eyes a brilliant teal blue.

As if the guy
could get any sexier. Holy crap!

His shoulders
and arms were corded with well used muscles while his back was brawny and ripped.
A narrow waist and trim hips caught her eye right before she stopped and ogled
his extremely fantastic behind. The man was masculinity in its finest form.

“You going to
stare all day, or are you going to join me?” He called out as he stepped into the
pool, never looking back at her.

Oh good grief.
She’d been busted, and now her face was hot with embarrassment. Sucking in a
huge gulp of oxygen, Ashleigh steeled her spine and committed herself to
whatever happened next.

***
~~ *** ~~ *** ~~ ***

From the moment
the door clicked, signaling Ashleigh had joined him, Alex had felt her eyes on
him. After what transpired between them in the garage and the heat the woman
inspired in him, Alex knew he was going to go up in flames. Which was another
good reason for getting in the pool. At least there he’d be able to cool off,
even if the water was warm.

The sound of
Ashleigh’s bare feet on the concrete sounded behind him, coming closer, and he
had to force himself not to turn and look at her. Seeing the woman in a bathing
suit was probably going to blow his mind.

“Um, Alex...”
Ashleigh called out to him, and he knew he had no choice but to turn around.

Looking up at
her, all but gloriously naked in that tiny hot pink bikini, he had to close his
mouth or risk drooling down his chin. Not a good look for him, that’s for sure.

“Are you sure
about this?” She asked when he finally made eye contact.

Was he sure?
Hell no, he wasn’t sure, but it was inevitable. At this point at least. Going back
up two steps, he held out his hand for her until she moved closer. Lacing his
fingers with hers, he hoped he could withdraw some of her strength because he
was suddenly feeling a bit woozy.

Once in the
water, he released her hand, but remained close, crouching low, leaning his
back against one of the side walls with his hands holding the edge above his
head.

“So, when did
you start writing erotic romance?” He asked.

Ashleigh leaned
down into the water, letting it come up to her neck before she turned back
toward him. “It’s been about five years now, I guess.”

Alex wondered if
something specific had made her want to venture into that genre, or if it was
something she just wanted to do all along. Asking her those questions was
awkward though. Since his secret was out, or rather hers was, Alex didn’t quite
know how to broach the subject.

“Have you read
my books?” She asked, her gaze fixed on his face.

Well, that was
one way to do it.

“Yes.” He
admitted truthfully. Some of them he’d read more than once, and that was saying
something because he wasn’t much for reading.

“All of them?”
She wasn’t closing the gap between them, but she wasn’t going farther away
either, so Alex considered that a good sign.

As long as he
remained holding on to the edge of the pool, keeping his ass as far away from
her as possible, she’d be safe. At least that’s what he told himself.

“Except for the
last one that came out. I haven’t had a chance to go out and get it yet.” But
he planned to.