He dipped his head lower, and she didn’t retreat. Her heart hammered in her chest, in her ears, in her throat. “Maybe I have ulterior motives.”
“Maybe I have them, too.” She’d just needed to come to terms with them. Her desire drilled through her, showing her who was boss. “I was thinking…you said you’d charge five hundred thousand a night, right?” she said, every part of her bursting with excitement.
His eyes darkened, the hint of a smile curling his lips. “Yes.”
Her stomach dipped to the floor, only to bounce back and drop again. “Well, what a coincidence,” she said, doing her best to sound in control. To sound like the Madam Alexa people read about, shrewd and seductive, unlike the insecure woman who’d inhabited her soul all these years. A sad, lonely woman who was about to take a risk. “That’s what I charge, too. So maybe we can call it even and just enjoy each other?”
Chapter Four
“I’ve been fantasizing about this win-win ever since I met you,” Brooks said, pulling her inside and closing the door behind her.
Guilt pinched him, but he brushed it aside. Yes, he surely wasn’t the good guy she imagined him to be. If he were, he’d have denied her advances. After dinner, when they’d talked, he’d noticed vulnerability in her eyes, and once again, fleetingly, when she’d knocked on his door. She didn’t do this kind of thing every day. She’d chosen him.
And he’d break her heart in the end. Hurting her gave him no pleasure, but he needed answers about Pamela and getting closer to her would help him.
He drew her to him, kissing her with the rage of a tropical storm, his tongue parting her lips and thrusting inside. She linked her arms around him, and he lifted her from the ground, taking her to his bed.
His body throbbed for her with a fierceness that defied common sense. She looked amazing without any makeup, wearing a nightgown that outlined her sexy curves. She’d lowered her wall, and damn, he’d take it. He’d take it all.
When he placed her on his bed, she withdrew a bit, splaying her hand on his chest and pushing him away. “Just so you know, I haven’t done this in a while.”
“That’s okay.” He caressed her cheek, his fingers outlining her jaw. “I haven’t, either.” Hell, it’d been well more than a year since he’d broken up with Adelaide. After learning of Pamela’s death, regret had taken over him, leaving no room for any other emotions.
“I find that hard to believe,” she said in a soft voice, flashing him a coy smile.
For a second, she resembled a virgin bride on her first night, instead of a world-class madam. Which idea scared him the most?
He lowered himself on top of her, catching a whiff of the warm vanilla notes of her perfume. She traced his jaw with the tip of her fingers, and an electric energy charged between them, shooting down his body, accelerating his heart. His cock hardened, balls growing heavier and fuller.
He caught her index finger in between his lips and nipped it. She moaned, a sexy, hearty, raspy sound that only added to his already high degree of arousal. She didn’t look away, and flames of blue fire shimmered in her eyes. She slid her finger inside his mouth, and he licked it, sucking her flesh, without taking his eyes off hers for a moment.
Then, he took it out and kissed her hand, peppering kisses on her wrist, trailing a path up her arm and shoulders. Goose bumps rose on her flesh, and he continued his nipping and kissing until his mouth found the delicate curve of her smooth neck.
She moaned again, squirming under him, but he didn’t let up. He licked her warm skin, feeling her pulse throb against his tongue. She shoved her fingers into his hair, wrapping her legs around him, squeezing him into a hold he wished he could never escape.
He bit her neck, then sucked a little, earning another long-winded moan from her. His blood ran hot and thick in his veins, his heart pounding into his rib cage. When he traced a path down her shoulder blade and into the valley between her breasts, she arched toward him, bucking her body into his mouth, giving herself to him in a way that tested every bit of his self-control.
“Brooks…I need you inside me,” she said in a sultry voice that squeezed some pre-cum from the tip of his cock.
“All in good time, baby. By the way, I’m clean and if you—”
“I’m safe, and on the pill.”
When he reached her nipple, a smile formed on his face. When had been the last time he’d emptied himself inside a woman without any barrier? Too long. With Alexa, the idea of her pussy milking all of him aroused him so much, he felt light-headed as his blood rushed south in his body. Oh, yes. He wanted to give her his load, to coat her with it, and to have her swallow it. A raw need to brand her any way he could overtook him.
He licked her large, full breast, loving how passionately she responded to him. “God, Alexa. You’re so fucking sexy.”
With his hand, he caught her other nipple between his index finger and thumb, caressing her pink tip, then squeezing it lightly. She quivered, moving her head from side to side, lips parted and eyes closed.
“Brooks.”
He made his way down her body, playing with her belly button, then finally positioning his head between her legs. He licked her clit with the tip of his tongue, savoring the tangy flavor. She arched her hips forward, and he took her completely in his mouth, lapping at her drenching wet folds.
He inserted two fingers into her pink pussy, slick with her hot juices. Oh yeah. He could not think of a better place to be than in between her legs, sucking the life out of her. Hungry for more, he sucked her bundle of nerves, while intensifying the plunge and retreat of his digits into her sweet cunt. Her thighs trembled, announcing her orgasm, which only empowered him to move his fingers faster, inserting a third one while teasing her clit with his tongue, lapping at it like it was a canteen of water for a thirsty man in the desert.
“Oh, yes. Oh, honey, I’m coming in your mouth,” she said, and he drank every bit of her new juices, her pearly cream, loving it. Needing it.
Damn it…he needed more. When she slowed down, he continued to suck her and this time he flicked her clit with his thumb.
“Brooks, what are you… Oh God!” She let out a little growl, the sexy sound filling the space. He worked her clit faster, peppering kisses in between her folds and her warm sticky thighs.
“I wasn’t done eating you out.”
She clenched her legs around his neck and soon she contracted her body, only to break in spasms a moment later. When he worked his way up her glistening body, she still trembled slightly. He flipped her on her tummy and lifted her ass in the air.
His cock throbbed with simmering lust, and he could no longer wait. His whole body demanded her, craved her, needed her. A flush of adrenaline moved through him, almost making him dizzy with desire. She undulated her hips, like some unspoken mating call.