He met her gaze again. Though it may have been the room’s dim, intimate lighting, he was sure at least some of the blush in her cheeks and throat hadn’t been there when she’d arrived. And her pupils definitely hadn’t been that big.
“You look like you’re getting a little…warm.”
“I’m…” Her eyes followed his hand as he brought it out from underneath the table, and they widened a little when he dipped his fingers into this water glass. As he fished out an ice cube, her lips parted.
As his hand went back under the table, Alyssa exhaled. He touched the ice just above her ankle, and she hissed sharply, straightening in her seat. Her leg tensed, but she didn’t pull away.
“Figured I should cool you down,” he whispered, sliding the ice along the curve of her calf. “So I can get you hot all over again.”
Alyssa whimpered so softly, he barely heard her. “I’d call you a tease if I didn’t think you’d follow through.”
“You know I’ll follow through.”
“Mmhmm. I know you will.” She squirmed, biting her lip again. “And you should know I’m kind of thinking I could skip dinner.”
“Oh really?” Shane grinned, sliding the ice along the back of her calf. “I can’t say I’m all that hungry for anything on the restaurant’s menu.” What the hell had gotten into him? He’d had every intention of wining and dining her, not out of any need for romance, but to get her worked up and turned on before he took her to bed. He enjoyed seductive games. The thrill of the hunt.
But not with her. Like no other woman before her, Alyssa brought out a hunger in him that didn’t like to wait. If there was one thing he was absolutely certain of in that moment, it was that he didn’t dare go near her without at least one condom in his pocket, because there was no telling when he’d have to have her right here, right now.
And goddammit, he did need her right here, right now. Forget the thrill of the hunt—he wanted her body, her pussy, her. Now. How the fuck was he going to make it through dinner without going up in flames?
He traced her Achilles’ tendon with the ice. “Hmm. This is melting. If I keep this up, someone’s going to be all wet.”
Judging by the way she squirmed and fought to keep a poker face, he was pretty sure the “wet” ship had already sailed. Perfect.
He set what was left of the ice on the edge of his plate and dried his hand on his napkin. “Maybe we should get out of here.”
She leaned forward, clasping her hands beneath her chin. “Don’t you want to have a look at the dessert menu?”
“No.” He leaned closer and whispered just loud enough for her to hear, “I already know what I want.”
She flashed a mouthwatering grin. “Then let’s get out of here before they have to call the fire department.”
God, yes.
He flagged down the waiter to pay for his drink. “Check, please.” Then he turned to her again. “I took the liberty of renting a room a few blocks away,” he whispered. “Any chance I could talk you into—”
“Why aren’t we there already?”
Holy fuck.
Shane swallowed. “Let’s go”
Chapter Nine
“I got a room at a place a few minutes down the road.” Shane rested his hand on the back of her seat as he backed out of the parking space.
“Good.” She tried not to squirm. “The sooner we get there, the better.”
“I agree,” he said in a hoarse whisper. “Which is why I checked in earlier.” He faced forward and shifted into drive. “So we wouldn’t have to wait.”
“You planned ahead.” Alyssa laughed. “It’s like you were that sure we’d wind up in bed tonight.”
Sliding his hand over her thigh, he glanced at her. “Was I wrong?”
“N-no.”
He ran his hand up her leg. “These nylons expensive?”
She furrowed her brow, the question catching her off guard. “They’re not cheap.”
Trailing his finger up her inner thigh, he glanced at her. “You might want to take them off sooner than later, then.”
Alyssa’s breath caught. When their eyes met again, she had no doubt he was serious. The hunger in his eyes matched her own. Without another word, she took off her shoes, hitched her skirt up, hooked her thumbs under her waistband and drew down her nylons, just like she had while she’d waited for him after the wedding.
As she dropped them on the floor beside her shoes, Shane touched her leg again, and they both exhaled as bare skin met bare skin. The engine revved a little—he must’ve accelerated. She couldn’t tell if they were really moving faster or if everything just seemed faster now. The beating of her heart, the spinning of her head—everything was going ninety miles an hour.
His hand slid farther up the inside of her thigh, and she bit her lip. God, please, let him be driving as fast as he can get away with on this road. If it took longer than a few minutes to get to the room he’d rented, there wouldn’t be anything left for him to fuck.
Then he withdrew his hand, and she focused her eyes as he pulled into the parking lot in front of an inexpensive motel and into a space. Alyssa’s heart went into overdrive. Shane threw the car into Park. Finally.
She had just enough time to unbuckle her seat belt, though, before he leaned across the console and kissed her. His hand was on her leg again, and his kiss was desperate and hungry, demanding and mind-blowing—no man had ever been able to kiss her so aggressively without being overbearing, but he struck the perfect balance. He forced her lips apart, explored her mouth, groaned into her kiss, and little by little, liquefied her bones and turned her into a shaking, turned-on mess. Whatever restraint he’d had in the restaurant, it was gone now, and… Jesus.
His hand slid higher.
“Shane, let’s—ooh, my God.” She sucked in a breath as his fingertips teased her pussy through her panties.
“I’ve been going out of my damned mind since the other night,” he growled, dipping his head to kiss her neck. “I swear, if I could’ve gotten away with it, I’d have bent you over the railing and fucked you right there on the boat. And if I’d had just a few more hours the next morning…” His voice trailed off into a low groan as he pushed her panties out of the way. Damn, she should’ve taken them off too, but he worked around them without any trouble.
Two fingers slid easily into her, and her back arched off the seat. He nipped her neck just above her collarbone.
“Oh, fuck, you’re…” He exhaled hard.
“Let’s go,” she moaned. “Please.”
He raised his head and kissed her. “I want you to come first.”
“Out here?”
“Why not?” He circled her clit faster. “Because someone might see us?”
Somewhere in her mind, she thought that was the reason, so she tried to give an affirmative, but all that came out was a moan.
“Let them see,” he whispered. “If there’s one thing I don’t mind anyone seeing, it’s me getting a gorgeous woman off.”
Oh Jesus…
“Well if they’re…if they’re gonna look,” she breathed. “They’d better…” Words failed her, and her eyes rolled back as her body arched off the seat.
“That’s it, baby.” He kissed her neck and circled her clit even faster. “Come for me. So I can…so I can take you inside and…” He groaned softly, shuddering as if he were the one on the edge. “So I can fuck you.”
And Alyssa’s world turned white. She grabbed on to something—his arm?—and held on, and she thought she heard herself cry out, but she had no idea how that could have happened since she couldn’t even breathe.
He backed off, easing off her clit and letting her gently return to earth. As her vision cleared, she distantly heard him whisper, “Fuck it. I can’t wait.”
Alyssa blinked, watching him withdraw a condom from his insi
de pocket. “But…” Her eyes darted toward their room, which was just a few feet in front of the car, and she was about to point this out to him, but the sound of his zipper reduced her to trembling with anticipation.
With a grin, she asked, “Not much for foreplay?”
“The restaurant was foreplay.”
Alyssa’s breath caught. “God, I love the way you think.”
“Thought you’d agree.” He reached across her, pulled the lever to recline the seat, and the whole world fell out from under her. She was upright, and then she was on her back, and she was even dizzier now, shaking with anticipation and excitement and the lingering tremors of her orgasm as he climbed over the console far too gracefully for someone of his height.
And then he was over her. With a few clumsy motions, they pushed his trousers out of the way, and he put on the condom. Once it was on, she dragged him down on top of her, kissing him hard and clinging to his lapels just like she had the very first time. She hooked her leg around his, and held on to his shoulders to anchor herself before sheer excitement sent her careening up into the stratosphere.
And then he thrust. And he was inside her. And he was moving. And…holy fuck. Right there in the passenger seat of his car, fully dressed in the parking lot outside the room he’d rented for the night, he fucked her. Hard and fast, desperately, frantically, oblivious to anyone who might’ve seen them—this was utterly insane, and hot, and absolutely fucking amazing.
He slid his arms under her back and hooked his hands over her shoulders, giving himself leverage, and Alyssa did cry out this time, her whole body trembling beneath his as he slammed into her. She rested her foot beneath the window, the other on the dash, and rolled her hips just slightly, and he groaned.
Shane buried his face against her neck and made a soft, helpless sound, somewhere between a whimper and a moan, and he shuddered hard against her, hot breaths rushing past her neck as his cock pulsed inside her.
And then they were both still. Panting, trembling, but otherwise unmoving.
“Eventually,” he said, lifting his head, “we’ll make it out of our clothes before we fuck.”
Alyssa laughed. “If leaving our clothes on means sex like that, you won’t hear me complaining.”
He chuckled and kissed her lightly. “Duly noted.” He pulled out and lifted himself up. It was challenging in the cramped space, but he managed to take off the condom and fix his clothes. “Maybe we should go inside?”
“Maybe?” She grinned. “Were you planning to stay in here and—”
“Nope. Room. Now.” He opened the car door, and—
Applause?
They both looked around, and Alyssa realized no fewer than a dozen people were staring right at them and clapping. Some up on the second floor breezeway, two peeking out the door of another room, more beside a car a few spaces over. All grinning, all clapping.
Her face burned, but when Shane looked at her, they both burst out laughing.
“If I’d known we were being watched,” he murmured, “I’d have made sure to put on a show.”
“Oh, I think you did just fine.”
He chuckled and kissed her cheek, then wrapped an arm around her and guided her toward their own room. Her legs were still unsteady, her head spinning, but his arm around her waist kept her upright from the car to the room.
Shane keyed them in and shut the door behind them, sealing out the world and the amused onlookers. Then he wrapped his arms around her from behind, and planted a gentle kiss behind her ear. “Maybe we should get out of these clothes. So when we get started again…”
She turned around within his embrace, and looked up at him. Hooking her finger in the knot of his tie, she said, “You seem awfully sure we’re going to get started again.”
His hands drifted over her hips as she slowly pulled his tie loose. “Are you suggesting we won’t?”
“Not at all.” The knot came free, and she let the ends fall onto his chest. As she started unbuttoning his shirt, she added, “But you’re cocky. And I like it.”
He flashed a toothy grin. “Can’t imagine anyone who wasn’t a little cocky could handle a woman like you.”
She laughed. “Well, you seem to do a fine job of it.”
“Why, thank you.” He pulled her closer and kissed her. “And I’m happy to do it at every available opportunity.”
Alyssa couldn’t help shivering. “Maybe one of these days, we’ll even get undressed first.”
“Ah, but where’s the fun in that?” He tugged at the zipper on her dress. “A naked woman is hot.” He slowly drew the zipper down, and his lips brushed hers as he spoke. “But there’s something about that same woman with her skirt up on her hips and a strap falling down her shoulder.”
“Because she couldn’t wait and had to have you before she could take the time to get undressed?”
“Hmm, something like that.” He ran his fingertips over the newly bared V of skin on her back, and leaned down to kiss her neck. “Or because I couldn’t wait for her. Had to have her…right now.” He nipped her skin, and Alyssa shivered. “Which seems to be a trend with you. As soon as I touch you…” He cupped her breast through her dress. “I want you, and I can’t wait for the clothes to come off.”
She bit her lip and moaned. “You’re the first man I’ve ever been with who makes being in a hurry hot.”
He laughed, his breath whispering against her neck. “You’re the first woman who I’ve ever been in that much of a hurry with.”
She closed her eyes as his lips explored the side of her throat. “Before that first night, I never realized how hot it was to be naked while a man was completely dressed.”
He grinned against her skin. “You liked that, eh?”
“God, yeah.” She tugged his shirt free from his waistband. “But I really like it when you’re not wearing anything.”
“Hmm, yeah. I have to agree.” He lifted his head and met her eyes. “So I can feel you. All over.”
“Then let’s get all of this out of the way.” She pushed his jacket off his shoulders, and he shrugged once to let it slide off his arms. In between kissing, they stripped out of the rest of their clothes, leaving them where they fell on the floor. Then Shane pulled the covers back, and they climbed into bed.
With the first frantic fuck out of the way, they weren’t in such a hurry now. Just kissing and touching beneath the sheets like they had all night.
“You know, for someone who claims to be so kinky,” she murmured after a while, “you’re awfully gentle.”
His fingers trailed up her back, and she was instantly covered in goose bumps because she knew exactly what was coming.
“Gentle?” He seized her hair and jerked her head back. Alyssa gasped, the sting in her scalp shooting straight down her spine and right to her pussy. “You mean like this?”
She just whimpered.
He loosened his grasp. “I can be plenty rough too. And we’ll get there.”
“Good.” She swallowed. “Because I want…” Her thoughts fell apart as he tightened his grasp again. “I want…”
“What do you want, Alyssa?” he whispered. “Tell me.”
The sting in her scalp intensified, and all she could do was moan.
He laughed and let go. “You want to play rough, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Me too.” The same hand that had held her hair was now on her arm, caressing it. “I really do want to do more than this. I want to tie you up. Leave red marks all over that ass of yours. And I want you to do all of that to me too. But…” He cupped her face and kissed her so lightly it was almost tender. “I just can’t get enough of fucking you.”
Alyssa squirmed in his arms. “For what it’s worth, I like all of those options.”
He grinned. “Do you?”
“Mmhmm.”
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sp; “Well, one of these nights, we could meet up at my place.” He circled her nipple with his thumbnail. “I could show you my collection of toys.”
“Ooh, I like the sound of that.” She grinned. “What’s your favorite toy?”
“Hmm.” His eyes lost focus. “There’s so many…”
“There has to be one you’d run in and save if the place was burning down.”
Shane laughed, meeting her gaze again. “I’ll have to think about it.” His lips grazed hers. “When you come over, I promise I’ll have picked out a favorite.”
“I can’t wait.”
“If you’re game, I should bring you over to my place next time. Show you my collection.”
“Your collection of things that cause pain and leave marks?”
Shane nodded. “Maybe if you’re good”—he drew another slow circle around her nipple—“I’ll even use some of them on you.”
She pulled in a ragged breath as he teased her hardening nipple. “How good do I have to be for you to let me use them on you?”
His thumb faltered for a split second, and he exhaled. “All you have to do is promise you won’t hold back.”
“Hold back?” She grinned. “That won’t be a problem. And as for tonight…” She propped herself up on her elbow. “So how long do you have this room?”
He grinned. “Checkout time is when Alyssa can’t walk anymore.”
“We might be here a while, then.”
He laughed softly and leaned pulled her down to kiss him. “Challenge accepted.”
Something told her he wasn’t kidding.
Chapter Ten
By the third weekend after the wedding, Shane couldn’t wait any longer to explore the kinky sex they’d been discussing. So far, every time they’d met up, it had been scorching-hot sex as soon as they were alone. Which he loved, of course, but he was dying to see what else she was into. Laying his belt across her ass or tying her hands with it just wasn’t enough when that gleam in her eye told him she could handle—and desperately wanted—so much more.
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