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“Aw, you’re kidding me? They were all half in love with you by the end of your routine. Including me.”
“Only half?”
“Maybe a little more than half.”
We both smile again. Damn, but the man is sexy. He’s looking at me with half-lidded eyes, and if I didn’t know better, I’d be convinced he was thinking about me naked. A ripple of desire runs through me.
“Damon said he’s had a fantastic day,” I tell him. “He said everything you organized went smoothly.”
“Yeah, it was good fun.”
“Did you plan the comedy strip or was that improvised?”
“Improvised. I realized it was a mistake as soon as Heidi refused to laugh.” But he chuckles, showing he’s not upset about it.
“Would you really have gone all the way?” I ask curiously.
“I guess we’ll never know. Incidentally, did you laugh at that last question on purpose, or were you really trying to get me to strip naked?”
“I was really trying to get you to strip naked.” I give him a mischievous smile. “You promised you’d make me pay for it later.”
He doesn’t reply immediately. He observes me for a moment, just a small smile on his lips, before saying, “You had me at lunchtime.”
I roll my eyes. “That was hours ago.”
“I’m sure you’re very tired. I’ll still be there in the morning.”
The car descends, the only noise the light clack of the wheels on the track. Outside, solar lights illuminate patches of the garden, but in here it’s dark and quiet. Alex’s eyes glitter.
I know we’re both inebriated and tired, but my instincts tell me he’s not being truthful with me. He saidI’m sure you’re very tired, notI’mvery tired. He’s saying what he thinks I want to hear, no doubt wary after being criticized for wanting sex too much in previous relationships.
I know nothing about his exes and I don’t particularly want to know, but I do feel a surprising twinge of jealousy at the thought of him being with other women. I don’t want him to think about them, and I don’t want to be judged by his previous experiences.
“I thought you wanted to make me scream,” I say.
His eyes take on a dangerous glint. “Missie…”
Leaning back, I slowly hitch up my skirt. When it’s above my knees, I part them. Ever the gentleman, he refuses to look for a moment. I hold his gaze and lift my eyebrows. He sighs, gives in, and glances down. His eyes widen, and then he gives a short laugh before he tips his head back and closes his eyes. “Jesus Christ,” he says.
“What?” I ask innocently.
He drops his head and gives me an amused glare. “Have you been going commando all day?”
“Only the last few hours.”
His knee is bouncing now, his motor well and truly running. “Naughty girl,” he says.
“Oh, I am.” I place my hands on my knees and slowly draw my fingers up my inner thighs. He watches me, looking sulkily aroused.
My hands reached the top of my thighs. Feeling reckless, I slide a finger down into my already moist folds and swirl it over my clit.
Then I bring it up to my mouth and suck it.
“Jesus.” He laughs and looks away.
“Mmm,” I murmur, making a show of sucking my finger, even though he’s trying not to look. “So wet already. That’s from watching you, Alex. You looked so hot up on the stage. I’ve been thinking about you all evening. Kissing me. Touching me. Sliding inside me.”
The car shudders to a halt by our stop. He looks back at me, and I lick my lips. “Don’t you want to be inside me? Don’t you want to fuck me like an animal?”
