“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.