Satisfaction (The Temptation Series #2)

by K. M. Golland

  I swear the room went completely silent as our lips met, and as they met, the unbearable torment of waiting for their reunion together with the desperate craving and withdrawal I had felt over the last few days, vanished. At first it felt like we were the only two people in the room, but that was until I realised the room was not silent at all, in fact, the roar and applause were deafening. I had been physically and mentally empty the past few days, but now as Bryce thrust his tongue into my mouth, and clenched my arse with force, he filled the void, making me feel somewhat satisfied again and he seemed to do it so easily. He walked me out of the room and into the area the band went for intermission. Oh Holy Crap I have missed this. We continued the reunion of our mouths, desperately and aggressively ravaging each other. I ran my hands through his hair as he pressed me to him tightly, and if it weren’t for the fact that as humans, we need to inhale air, I probably would not have pulled away. Our noses were resting on each other’s as we caught our breath, and as he went to revive our kissing again, I stopped him.

  “Wait, Bryce, we need to talk.”

  “Then talk my love.”

  “Not here.”

  “Where?”

  “Upstairs.” I caught his fiendish smile. “It’s not what you’re thinking Bryce.”

  “It’s only a matter of time, Alexis,” he said confidently. I had to agree, it would be only a matter of time before we were fucking each other senseless again. Our cravings and need for one another was just too strong.

  I unwrapped my legs and walked back into the still cheering and crowded room. As I led him to the bar, he signalled the band with his ‘thumbs up’, they all reciprocated, even Lucy. We stopped in front of Carls and Jen, and as per usual no one could find any words.

  “Jen, this is Bryce. Bryce this is my younger sister, Jen.” He took her hand and kissed the top of it. She went crimson and looked to me in horror. I smirked. I think that fucking smirk is now contagious. “Carls you’ve met Bryce.”

  “Yes, I most certainly have”. She shot her hand out ready for it to be kissed too. Bryce humbly obliged her forwardness.

  “We need a few moments upstairs.” I looked at Jen apologetically, but she knew exactly what I wanted to discuss with him. Carls on the other hand had her mind well and truly in the gutter.

  “Yes, it appears the two of you definitely need a room.” I glared at her as Bryce hastily led me upstairs.

  “Do you know where we are going?” I asked as he practically dragged me out of the room.

  “Up.”

  “Yes, I gathered that, but where?”

  “Anywhere.”

  ***

  We went up a few flights of stairs, past the accommodation levels and to a door which read ‘Roof Top Garden’. Fortunately, there was nobody up there as it appeared everyone was downstairs in the bar. I watched him roll a rather large heavy pot plant in front of the door in order to prevent anyone from disturbing us, then he stood back, and brushed his hands together looking quite happy with himself. He turned and made his way towards me, once again displaying a sexy, desperate need for me. I threw my arms around his neck, as our lips and tongue reuniting again. I automatically went up on my tippy toes for the need of extra height, so he wrapped his arms around my lower waist and lifted me, spinning us both around. Deep down, I knew I needed to stop him, to let him know I had boundaries now, and rules. I had to let him know that I was not putty in his hands and that I could resist him if I wanted to. The problem was, I obviously did not want to, and he knew it.

  “Bryce?”

  “Uh huh?” He did not want to break our kiss.

  “Stop kissing me.”

  “No, Ms. Summers, are you crazy?” I giggled, which seemed to do the trick and break the kiss, so I pulled away while I had the chance, and looked into his compelling eyes, eyes filled with complete joy, and eyes filled with love for me.

  “Sit down, I have a few things I need to say.”

  He sighed then conceded. “I know.” We walked over to the cast iron patio setting near the brick balustrade and took a seat. I inhaled a few deep breaths, and quickly ran over a few things in my head before actually opening my mouth to speak. Right, do it.

  “Rick came up Tuesday and stayed.” I watched his body go rigid, so continued instantly. “He needed to see the kids, and they needed to see him. It also gave us a chance to talk.” He didn’t move, just sat there quietly, letting me speak. “I’m not angry with him anymore, and I’m not angry with you anymore either. Don’t get me wrong, I’m fucking hurt by what you both did, but I’ve also come to realise this is all partly my fault too.” He went to object, so I hushed him, not only with my finger and sharp ‘shhh’ but also with my piercing stare. “Yes, I am partly at fault. I flirted with you and crossed too many lines when I shouldn’t have, and that was wrong. Rick deserved better than that. Now, that being said, he knows he fucked up, and he knows he should never have accepted the money. He also now realises that you and I are in love, and he pointed out that if he had recognized that before accepting your money, he would never have taken it.” Bryce rolled his eyes, and that pissed me off. “Don’t sit there and fucking mock him.” My tone seemed to shock him. “Rick and I have been together for a very long time, Bryce, and he loves me very much. So, yes, I believe him when he says he has made a huge mistake.” He shifted in his seat and showed the first sign of worry. “You should never have offered him money Bryce. Did you not stop and think for one second that I would find out eventually?”

  “I knew you would find out.”

  “Yet, you did it anyway, knowing how disgusting, hurtful, and wrong it was. I knew you were hiding something from me, and I gave you many times to confess, instead you chose to lie to me by omission.”

  He leaned forward and clasped both his hands together.

  “Yes, I knew how wrong it was, it tore me apart every time I saw the hurt you felt and every time you blamed yourself. It fucking killed me, Alexis, and it frightened the hell out of me to think that when you found out what I had done, you would leave me. I couldn’t tell you because I had to show you just how much I loved you first, to make you see that no matter what happened we would overcome anything. Hunny don’t you see? All I could do before the truth came out was convince you that we belonged together, and that I couldn’t possibly love anybody as much as I love you. You know that, don’t you?” I do, how could I not?

  “Yes, I know you love me, but things have changed. Rick did not cheat on me, and that was a big factor in deciding I was going to start a new life again.”

  Bryce squinted his eyes and clenched his fist.

  “What?”

  “Nothing, I just don’t believe it.”

  “Believe what?”

  “That Claire set him up.”

  “You saw the photos, Bryce, it was clear he did not want her there.” I noticed the pained look on his face. I think he desperately wanted Rick to be guilty.

  “Things aren’t always what they seem Alexis, I will find out the truth.”

  “You need to stop with the creepy research, Bryce. It’s wrong.”

  “No. Research plays a vital part of what I do and who I am. What I need to do is make sure my research is fool-proof, which obviously it wasn’t in this case.”

  “No, Bryce, it wasn’t.” We sat there in silence for a minute stubbornly assessing each other. “I’ve decided I am now single, unattached, and neutral. Switzerland if you may.” He let out a laugh and sat back smirking. “Do you find that funny, Mr. Clark?”

  “Yes, very.”

  “Why?”

  “Because you are not single, Ms. Summers, you are mine.” He smirked at me, making me lean forward with a confident, lust fuelled stare.

  “Correction, Mr. Clark, I was yours. I am not anymore. I am no one’s, not yet anyway.”

  CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

  He grabbed my face and sealed my mouth with a hungry kiss. I gave into him for a second, then bit his lip and pulled back. He clenched his fist an
d twitched his eye, but still looked amused, obviously not taking me seriously.

  “Bryce, I’m serious. I am now single. Rick will stay at his parent’s house until he has bought himself a nice new home with the money you gave him, therefore, I am now single and officially on the market.” He ran his hand through his hair, contemplating what I had just said, then raised his eyebrow and shook his head in conceit.

  “In that case, Ms. Summers, can I ask you out on a date?” I felt my face rise into a smile, even though I willed it not to do that.

  “Yes you can, anybody can.”

  “No they can’t.”

  I scoffed. “Yes they can, it’s up to me whether I say yes or no.”

  “Can Rick ask you on a date?” Ah now you are getting it.

  “Yes, Bryce, he can and he will. He has told me he is not going to give up on us. He wants a new start, and like I said before, I am now unattached and available.” He leaned forward, grabbed hold of my chair, and dragged it closer to him until we were practically nose to nose.

  “You are not available, my love. If he wants to fight for you, I will show him exactly what a fight is.” Oh shit, he is so lusciously protective and sexy and possessively hot. “Tell me something, Hunny, when he touches you here...” He placed his hand on my thigh, sending pleasurable waves of sensation directly in between my legs. “When he touches you here, do you feel what you are feeling now?” I whimpered at his touch. No, not really, not for a long time anyway. I didn’t say anything because he already knew the answer. He opened my legs and ran both hands up them, then grabbed hold of my arse and lifted me onto his lap. “Do you honestly think he can fight for you over me?” Don’t answer that, Alexis. I ran my hands through his hair, he groaned ever so slightly, making me clench my pelvic floor.

  “I have to give him a chance, Bryce. Our whirlwind romantic week is over, and it’s now back to reality for me. I have a home to keep, kids to clothe, feed, wash, love and play with. I cannot just abandon all that.” He looked at me strangely.

  “Why would I think you’d abandon that?”

  “I don’t know, we’ve never really discussed me as a package.”

  He gripped me tighter and looked me up and down. “And you are quite the package, my love.”

  I smiled at his compliment. “Seriously, Bryce, I know you want me, you have made that very clear, but do you want me and my children? That’s the question.” I hopped off his lap and walked to the brick balustrade. The view from this roof top was somewhat funny compared to the penthouse, as you did not get the dramatic effect, nor the perspective that being forty-three floors up can give you. Instead when I looked down from here, I found one man taking a piss, offering no assistance when trying to untangle my head. Nice! Bryce walked over and put his back to the wall.

  “Alexis, I want you, only you...” My heart sank, what did I expect? He would want to wake up one day and automatically have two children? “I want you, Hunny, and your children are a part of you. So, yes, I want your children too.” I turned to look at him. “I love kids, and although I’ve only met Nate and Charlotte once, I can see so much of you in them both, there is no way I would not want them and love them.” The relief I felt at the mention of those words was enormous.

  “They would have to want you too, you know? You might have impressed me with your incredibly good looks, hot body, mind-blowing bedroom antics, guitar playing and cooking skills, but that will not work on them.”

  He crossed his arms. “Two words my love: helicopter and 4Life.” He raised his eyebrows at me, which made me laugh.

  “Funny that, that’s probably all it’s going to take.”

  He pulled me to him and secured me in his arms. “I will do anything to have you in my life, whatever it takes Alexis, I will do it.” I kissed him again. I didn’t want to wait any longer. I missed the taste of his mouth, the smell of his skin, the feel of his hair through my fingers as I grabbed it. I missed his sometimes short, rough stubble that prickled my cheeks and tickled my neck as he made his journey south. I missed the way my body responded to his touch, from the tingling in my lips to the moan that resonated from within my throat. I missed how the muscles in my pelvis would clench and pulse, the way my nipples would firm, and how my leg would sometimes automatically lift for him to take hold of. All these things came to life from just one simple touch. “Alexis, I want my cock inside of you, now!” He groaned.

  Oh, fuck! My breathing was fast and short. “I want your cock inside of me too, but I don’t sleep with men before I date them.”

  He broke away from me. “Well let’s go on a date, now.”

  I laughed at his plea. “Sorry, I’m busy.”

  He found my playfulness amusing. “When are you available, Ms. Summers?”

  ‘Well let’s see... Tomorrow is out, and Saturday I’m going dancing with my girlfriends. Sunday is a school night...”

  “I don’t go to school.”

  Ha-ha, very funny. “Monday, I go back to work.” He smiled. “Um, I’ll call you, okay?”

  “Monday, I am not waiting any longer than Monday.”

  “Well that depends if my boss keeps me back on Monday.”

  “He might just do that.”

  “Good. Now come on, I need to go back downstairs, plus there is a really good band on tonight and the lead guitarist makes me ‘cumvulse’ when he plays.” I went to leave, but he held my hand out at full stretch.

  “I will not lose you again, my love, ever. If you want me to fight for you I will, but it will only prolong the inevitable.”

  “Bryce, it’s not about you fighting for me, or proving your love for me. It’s not about a competition between you and Rick. It’s about me and my children finding our feet without their father then reassessing what we want and need as a family.”

  “You need and want me.” Grrrr, yes, but? But? Fuck!

  I pulled him along. “Fuck, you are infuriating.”

  He laughed as I dragged him along, then grabbed my hips and whispered in to my ear, while rubbing himself against me.

  “Fuck, your arse in denim does things to my cock.”

  I loved his sexy compliments. “Shut up and move this potted plant.”

  ***

  We walked back into the bar and a couple of slightly intoxicated men gave Bryce their manly approval by commenting on our absence.

  “Nice work, mate, that didn’t take you long.”

  “You showed her how it’s done!”

  He tensed ever so slightly, so I squeezed his hand to reassure him that they did not bother me at all, if anything their behaviour was laughable. Carly was still at the bar and if my eyes did not deceive me, I could swear she just wrote down something on the back of a coaster and slipped it to Lucas. Nice work, Carls! Jen was in deep discussion with Lucy, and they seemed very comfortable with each other, that was until we stopped right next to them, and they both stopped talking.

  “Lucy, I’ve missed you. You were fantastic up on stage.” I gave her a hug.

  “It obviously worked!” She smiled at Bryce.

  “Yes, but we have a lot of things to work through and sort out, so let’s just say it is a work in progress.” Jen smiled and nodded in approval.

  “So, Alexis, seeing as we are now dating, can I buy you a drink?” I rolled my eyes at him, but secretly loved his naughty stab at me.

  “Yes, I’ll have ‘A Good Fuck’ thanks.”

  Jen dropped her jaw in surprise, then realised I had in fact asked for a drink. Well technically a drink, yes, but truthfully I want the non-liquid form. Bryce squeezed my hand again, this time a lot firmer. I guessed that was not the only thing that got a lot firmer, so I moved ever so slightly, placing myself in front of him and subtly pressed my arse into his groin. His dick twitched against me, confirming what I had thought.

  “What’s in ‘A Good Fuck’?” he asked, still playing along. Only two ingredients: you and me, Mr. Clark.

  “Vodka, Sambuca, orange juice, and crushed ice.” I turned
and raised my eyebrow at him, he knew this was not the ‘Good Fuck’ I was referring to.

  “Very well, anyone else?”

  “I haven’t had a good fuck since the baby, so yeah count me in.” Lucy replied.

  Bryce looked at her, his face priceless, but also giving the impression he did not know whether to laugh or cup his ears with his hands.

  “Yeah, me too, it’s been a long time in between good fucks for me, so I’m in.” Jen’s acceptance of Bryce’s offer also had his face slightly twisted.

  “I’m always up for ‘A Good Fuck’.” Now with Carls on board, we were all set for a round of them.

  ***

  Bryce and Lucy joined the band for their last set on stage. I thoroughly enjoyed watching every minute of him playing, and I also enjoyed watching the two of them interact on stage. They really did share a special bond, and it was lovely to watch. After that, we stayed and had a couple more drinks. Jen and Bryce had a long chat, while Lucy and I made another harrowing trip to the toilet. Carly seemed to take a liking to Lucas and flirted with him up until we dragged her out of the bar.

  ***

  We were outside by the car, and Bryce had his arms wrapped around me.

  “Where are you staying?” I asked.”

  “I had hoped you and I would fly back to the city tonight.” He responded as he dragged his nose up my neck.

  “Had you just? Are you allowed to drink and fly?”

  “Um, actually no, so I think I will need to sleep here with you.” I could tell he was kidding.

  “Do you think that after taking me on a date to a regional pub, and buying me ‘A Good Fuck’, I’d actually then give you a good fuck? Sorry, Mr. Clark, I’m not that easy.” A growl sounded from deep within his throat, the sexy as hell growl he would always make right before he ravished me until I climaxed and screamed his name.