Alex Reid (Rich & Single #1) (6 page)

“Well, we’re actually on our way to Europe,” Amanda answered. “But we had a -ong layover, and we thought what better way to celebrate our trip than to—” She smiled at him, looking up from under her lashes. “Celebrate.”

“I’m honored to be the person you called up, then.”

“You were the first person we thought of, of course.”

Alex laughed. “Is that so?”

“Nice house,” Danni said with a shrug and a grin. “Great body. Amazing in bed. Of course we thought of you. Although I have to say that if you don’t get out of that shirt soon I might have to be disappointed.”

“I’d hate for that to happen.”

Alex reached down and caught his shirt by the hem, pulling it up over his head. Both girls watched with rapt eyes. It was flattering, but Alex couldn’t help being a little amused by it when they looked at him like he was their wet dream come to life. He tossed the shirt aside, and sat down on the edge of Danni’s pool chair. Amanda gave him a sad look.

“Picking favorites already, Alex?”

“Not at all. But there’s only one of me. You’ll have to wait your turn.”

One of Danni’s hands was already moving up his back, then back down again.

“Or,” Amanda said, rising from her own chair to come sit beside him on the edge of Danni’s, her shoulder bumping against his own. “I could just come join you.”

“Or that.”

He wrapped an arm around her waist, drawing her in, and she giggled, letting her head fall against his shoulder.

“So, Alex. Tell us what you’ve been up to lately.”

“Work.”

Amanda’s mouth turned down in an expression of distaste.

“Did you honestly expect a different answer?”

“Well, honestly? No. I guess it was too much to hope that you’d finally learned to have a little fun with all that money you’ve got locked away.”

Alex pulled back enough to look at her. “What do you call this, then?”

She laughed. “Okay. Fair enough.”

“You could have more fun, though,” Danni pointed out. “If you did spend some money once in a while.”

“I spend plenty of money. But if you expect me to go rolling around town in a Jaguar, throwing bills out the windows, you’re going to be sadly disappointed.” He traced a slow line up her thigh with one fingertip. “Besides, I can think of so many better ways to have fun. No money required.”

“I don’t know about the no money required part,” Danni said from behind him. “I mean, you do at least have to pay for dinner most of the time.”

He heard her stand, felt the chair dip, and then spring up again with the lack of her weight. She moved around its edge, and he watched as she stepped past it, reaching up to unhook her bra and letting it fall away to leave the line of her back bare. One arm stretched out, and she dropped the garment carelessly onto the pool deck. Then she reached for her panties, pausing in her walk to slide them slowly down her legs with a deliberate forward bend that left Alex’s mouth a little dry and his skin feeling hotter than it had a moment before.

Completely naked, Danni looked back over her shoulder at both of them. “You coming?”

She jumped into the pool with a splash.

Amanda was up almost immediately, shimmying out of her panties a little faster than Danni had done, tossing her bra to the side. Alex watched the lines of her body as she jumped. Both girls laughed as they surfaced, reaching beckoning hands above the water to wave to him.

“Come on, Alex,” Danni called. “Don’t leave us all alone in here.”

How was he supposed to refuse such an offer?

Chapter 7

Alex stripped out of his swim trunks as he stood, dropping them where they fell. Unlike the girls, he didn’t jump in. He dove, instead, from the edge that overlooked the deep end, cutting cleanly through the water to surface between them. Both of them immediately wrapped themselves around his sides, their hands stroking over his chest and their legs rubbing against his own. The water was warm enough to be comfortable, and their bodies were sleek and slippery with it. Alex slid one arm around each waist and drew them in nearer.

“And now that we’re here, what are you going to do, hmm?”

They looked at each other across his body. He saw the silent communication pass between them, though he couldn’t make out its meaning. Danni’s foot slid up his calf and then back down again, slow and teasing.

“I think we should play a game,” Amanda suggested, giving him a long look from under eyelashes darkened with mascara that must have been waterproof.

“What sort of game?”

“Marco Polo,” Danni said on his other side.

They both pushed away from him in the same moment, kicking back until they were treading water just out of arm’s reach. Alex waited patiently. He wasn’t always in the mood for their games, but when he could be bothered with them they were usually worth a little indulgence.

“You’re it,” Amanda said. “And when you catch us…”

“Use your imagination,” Danni offered helpfully.

They both giggled, and Amanda blew him a kiss. Alex rolled his eyes, but he closed them obligingly. As he counted to ten, he could hear them moving further away, and then silence.

“Marco,” he said on a sigh that wasn’t quite annoyed.

“Polo,” two voices called back, pitched deliberately low and breathy.

One on his right, one on his left. Alex grinned and started toward one of them.

“Marco,” he called again.

“Polo,” came the response, mixed with the sounds of bodies moving through the water.

“How about one of you just comes here?” Alex suggested.

He was answered with laughter.

“I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

There was a splash to his right and slightly behind him, but up ahead, in the direction the other voice had come from, he couldn’t hear any motion. Either she was quieter than he’d thought her capable of being, or she was staying very still in the hopes that he wouldn’t catch her. Or in the hopes that he would. Alex was counting on the latter. He thought he could hear her breathing, just over the sounds of his own motion through the water.

Definitely breathing. Alex grinned.

“Marco,” he said, in his normal speaking voice.

“Polo,” came the whisper of an answer.

He reached out and closed his hand around a bicep, drawing a warm body in close, and wrapped both his arms around Amanda’s lithe form. Her half-hearted struggles were short-lived, her laughter slipping into a moan when he dragged her against his chest and slid a hand between her thighs.

“Oh,” she breathed. And then, “Fuck. Alex.” Her hips rocked against his hand.

“You look like you’re having way too much fun over here without me,” Danni said at his back.

Alex turned his head to grin at her over his shoulder. “You’ll get your turn.”

One hand on her hip to hold her in place, Alex rubbed circles over Amanda’s clit with his thumb until she was writhing, and then abruptly withdrew the touch and pushed her gently back.

“You’re it, I think.”

Danni laughed. Amanda didn’t.

“Come on. Get to it.”

Amanda flipped him off, but she closed her eyes and began to count. Alex backed away. Danni followed his example.

“Marco,” Amanda said when she’d hit ten.

“Polo,” they both answered.

Alex immediately ducked under the water and swam back a few feet, coming up again silently at the edge of the deep end. Danni had moved around the other way, toward the upper left corner of the pool.

“When I catch you, Alex,” Amanda said, completely ignoring Danni to move in the direction of the place he had been a few minutes ago. “You’re going to regret it.”

Danni laughed. With a wink for him, she began following Amanda, sneaking in closer.

“Marco,” Amanda said.

“Polo,” Danni and Alex said almost in unison.

She really might make him regret it, Alex knew. Amanda could be a tease. He edged to the right. Amanda, still completely ignoring Danni, followed the sound of his voice. Danni crept in behind her until she was almost in arm’s reach, stifling laughter behind one hand. Alex, watching her, shook his head.

“Marco.”

“Polo,” Alex said.

“Polo,” Danni replied, the laughter she’d been hiding leaking out in the word.

Abruptly, Amanda turned and lunged, catching Danni by the shoulders with both hands. Danni made a cut off sort of squeaking sound, her eyes wide with shock. Amanda, opening her own eyes, laughed.

“Oh, come on. You didn’t really think you were going to make it that easy and get away with it, did you?”

Danni shrugged a little, and grinned sheepishly. “Maybe I did.”

Amanda didn’t answer. She glanced over at Alex then laid a palm against Danni’s cheek, drawing her into a long, slow kiss. Her free hand slid up the shorter woman’s side, over the curve of her ribs to stroke along the underside of her breast. Alex, alone on the other side of the pool, groaned as he watched. Tease. Amanda turned to look at him, and her expression was smug. She knew exactly what she was doing to him, the minx.

“Your turn,” she told Danni as she took a step back, fingers lingering over Danni’s skin in one last caress before she stepped out of reach entirely.

Obediently, Danni closed her eyes.

Amanda didn’t go far. She exchanged a glance with Alex and he moved in closer, both of them circling Danni as she turned to seek out the source of the faint splashing noises that followed their movement.

“Marco.”

Amanda reached in and tapped her shoulder, darting away again. “Polo.”

“Polo,” Alex answered.

Danni jumped after Amanda, but missed. Alex dipped under the water and pushed off from the bottom of the pool, propelling himself past Danni. As he passed, he reached out and trailed his fingertips along the inside of her thigh, almost brushing the warm space between them. He came up several feet away to her disappointed huff of breath. Amanda glanced at him, and smiled slowly. He smiled back at her.

This time it was both of them, moving silently in nearer, ducking underwater every time Danni looked like she was about to open her mouth. Just out of arm’s reach on her left side, Alex surfaced. Over her shoulder, he caught Amanda’s eye again, and nodded. Before Danni had so much as realized they were there, they were wrapped around her. Her eyes snapped open.

“You are such lousy cheats.”

Despite the complaint, her arms wrapped around Alex’s neck, and he grinned down at her as he slid a thigh between her legs.

“You love it, though.”

“Mmm. True.”

She grinned, and arched up for a kiss that Alex readily gave. Two or three times over. Danni’s hips rolled, pressing her sex against his thigh. When they broke for air, Amanda was giving him a reproachful look, and with a laugh he leaned over Danni’s shoulder and kissed her, too.

“I think we should take this party up to the bedroom,” Alex said when that kiss had broken. “Any objections?”

Both girls shook their heads.

They emerged from the pool, dripping, and Alex handed out towels. He was a little sad to see the sleek shine of water dried from their skin, but the tradeoff was worth it. Alex knew how to make a deal, after all, and he always walked away with something better than he’d started with. Wet naked girls were nice. But dry naked girls in your bed were even nicer.

At the staircase, Alex gestured to the women that they go up first, and they gave him knowing looks from under their eyelashes, but did it anyway, laughing. Alex, thoroughly admiring the view, waited until they were several steps up to follow.

When he stepped into the bedroom they each caught a hand and pulled him toward the bed. It wasn’t exactly a difficult fight. He leaned back against the tug, just a little, to give them a reason to make begging faces at him and then, laughing, he allowed them to drag him forward and tumble him onto the mattress. They followed enthusiastically, making the bed bounce a little under him.

“So,” Danni said, suddenly leaning over him with her damp curls falling around her face and her wide brown eyes laughing above a wicked smile. “How do you want to do it this time?”

“Hmm. I think…”

Alex abruptly rolled them so that he was looking down at Danni, her hair a riot of autumn brown threaded with copper and gold and spilling across the sheets. He pulled back enough to flip her easily over, and she moaned low in her throat, already scrambling up onto her hands and knees.

“Amanda, you want to grab the condoms from the nightstand?”

There was a rustle of movement, and then Amanda moved into his line of sight, already ripping open a condom packet. Alex traced two fingers up the curve of Danni’s lips and watched her shudder with it, her hips hitching up toward his hand. Amanda wrapped a cool hand around his cock and stroked once, then twice, before rolling the condom down his length. Alex caught her before she could pull away and dragged her into a kiss, nipping at her lower lip before he drew back.

“Don’t go far.”

She laughed. “Oh, believe me. I have no intention of it.”

Leaning down, Alex nipped at the curve of Danni’s neck where it met her spine, and stroked his hands over the curves of her hips.

“You ready?”

“Fuck yes, Alex. Come on. Do it already.”

That was enough of an answer for him. He straightened, and slid in on one long thrust. Danni groaned under him, fingers clenching in the sheets, and he felt her toes curl against the outer edges of his knees.

One hand wrapped around her hip, dragging her back into the next thrust. With the other he signaled to Amanda, who crawled over to his side with a supermodel slink to the motion of her hips, and rose up onto her knees. He curled his fingers around the back of her neck and pulled her close. This time the kiss was long and slow, their pauses for breath keeping pace with the rhythm of his motion inside Danni.

Alex’s hand slid down Amanda’s neck, over the curve of her shoulder to her back. He traced the line of her spine with his fingers until it met the cleft of her ass, and then he followed that, too. Amanda made a sound she would probably never admit was a whine.

“Want something?”

“You know what I want.”

He did. Alex turned his full attention to Danni for a moment, rocking in hard and fast to listen to her pant expletives around her moans, and then he slowed, and slid his fingers around Amanda’s hip to stroke the length of her slit. She rolled her hips into the touch with a gasp.

Both of them were moaning now, making little sounds that went straight to his cock. Alex kept up the firm circles over Amanda’s clit, fingers moving to the rhythm of his hips. Danni was rocking back to meet him, and Amanda was clutching at his shoulder, her legs sliding wide on the sheets so she could try for more of the friction she so obviously wanted.

“You’ll get your turn,” Alex said, leaning in to bite gently at the curve of her neck. “Trust me.”

They’d done this before. She knew she wouldn’t walk away unsatisfied.

He picked up the pace again, this time for both of them. Danni had dropped down to one elbow, reached a hand back so she could rub her own clit. She was close; he knew the way her hips rolled when she was chasing the peak of her pleasure.

Another thrust. Two. Three, and she was clenching tight around him, orgasm rippling through her muscles. Alex groaned, but didn’t allow himself to follow her over the edge. There was still Amanda to see to. It was easier thought than done. The tight heat of her was almost too much.

Danni slumped to the sheets, boneless with release, and Alex gently pulled out, tossing the used condom. Amanda, ever resourceful, had another. When she’d rolled it onto him, he pushed her down to the mattress, hand curling around one thigh to press it upward. Fuck, he loved how flexible she was. She bent easily under him, calf coming to rest over his shoulder, and he pushed in.

She was wet, so wanting, and already nearly to the edge. Which was good, because after Danni he wasn’t sure how long he was going to make it. Self-control, even control as good as his was, could only take you so far.

Alex leaned in closer, tipping his head down to tug at a nipple with his teeth, and Amanda arched her spine up into the gentle sting of it. One of her hands tangled in his hair. The other wrapped around his bicep, holding tight. To the side, Alex could hear Danni starting to gather herself. He beckoned to her, and she pressed herself against his side, scattering kisses over his shoulder with the ticklish brush of her soft hair following behind.

He really wasn’t going to last.

Amanda was swearing, breathless and eager, writhing under him like she couldn’t get enough. Alex let himself move harder. Faster. She tossed her head back against the pillow with a sound that might have been his name on her lips. It was hard to tell.