“Come here.” His mouth said before his brain caught up to it.
Ashleigh didn’t turn though. Instead, she kept walking until she was wading into the deeper end of the pool and over to one of the stone ledges that acted as a seat. Ok, so he would obviously have to go to her.
Releasing his death grip on the pool’s edge, he stood to his full height, the water coming up to his hips before he closed the distance between them. Since the pool wasn’t very deep, Alex walked right up to where she was sitting. Easing her legs open, he maneuvered between them, placing his hands on her silky thighs.
“Look at me, Ashleigh.” He told her when she was doing her best to avoid him. Lifting her chin, he forced her to look him in the eye.
“I’ve read your books, but not until I knew you had written them. They’re fucking hot if you want to know the truth.” He paused. “Too fucking hot.”
“That’s kinda the point.” She smiled, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Honey, I won’t lie to you. I enjoyed them immensely. Is that what you want to hear?”
“Maybe.” There was a glimmer in her eye. He got the impression this was turning her on.
With the hand that was still on her thigh, he reached for her hand, pulling it closer to him until he placed it directly on the hard proof. “See what you do to me? You make me hard, Ashleigh. When I read your books, it only made me want to do those wicked things to you.” And then some, but he wasn’t going to tell her that just yet. “But it isn’t what you write that makes me so fucking hard. You do that. Not Ashton Leigh. You. Ashleigh.”
When her palm pressed against his erection, Alex groaned. “Baby.” It was the only warning he could get out.
“Show me, Alex.” The seductive temptress said, her little pink tongue darting out to lick her bottom lip before she caught it between her teeth.
“Show you what?” He was riding a mighty fine edge right now, and what she said next would likely send him over.
“Show me what happens when you lose control.”
Oh, fuck! There was absolutely no holding back, it wouldn’t have mattered if he was a fucking superhero, he could not keep his hands off of her. Alex pulled her into his arms, close enough she had to wrap her legs around his waist. And that’s when he lost every remaining ounce of control he possessed.
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Yes!
This was the man she wanted.
The man who hungered for her, not the one who sat back on the sidelines trying to restrain himself.
Ashleigh had always been attracted to Alex. Always. For as long as she could remember. But it was his fierce determination and his dominating personality that drew her to him. The man kissing her senseless, his large hand pressed against her back, holding her to him, was the one she ached for in the dark of night.
Her body was on fire, and no amount of water was going to douse the flame that he had lit inside of her. Ashleigh could feel his erection, solid and firm between her legs, and she wanted to feel him inside of her. She wanted the hard length of him filling her, wanted him to be lost in the same tumultuous feelings she was.
The need was so fierce, so hot, she didn’t know if her body could contain it all before she broke apart.
“I need to taste you.” Alex said when he broke the kiss.
She was game.
“I’m afraid I can’t be gentle.” His words sounded as though they were torn from somewhere deep inside him.
“I don’t want gentle. I won’t break.” She told him, once again pulling his mouth down on hers.
As he used his tongue to expertly rob her of all common sense, Ashleigh reached behind her and released the string that tied her bikini top behind her neck. The small pink fabric easily dropped, freeing her breasts to the cool air and Alex’s penetrating gaze.
“Lean back.” He instructed, pulling his mouth from hers.
Ashleigh did as she was told, leaning back with nothing behind her except water, gripping his hips with her thighs and his forearms with her hands to keep her from going under. She was floating, literally, but emotionally she was soaring.
This conflagration that had ignited in her blood was foreign, yet addictive, and she couldn’t seem to get enough. She wanted Alex to touch her, to ground her in the moment, but he seemed content to just look at her and that penetrating gaze of his was unsettling.
The air caressed her breasts, sending cool chills over her skin. But when Alex latched onto a nipple, heating it with his mouth, her body began to tremble from the inside out.
“I’ve waited ten fucking years for this, Ashleigh.” Alex’s gruff tone sent shards of pleasure ripping through her as he plumped her breasts with his hands as he licked the pebbled tips.