Tempt Me (Tease Me Book 2) (6 page)

Then he moved his hands back, pulling my asscheeks apart. He kissed the nape of my neck, trailing kisses down my back. He dropped to his knees, kissing me as he made his way down. I closed my eyes, feeling sexy standing there on the side of the road, wearing nothing but heels.
 

When his mouth got to the top of my ass, Alejandro paused and slid his hand between my legs. He pushed to fingers into my pussy then resumed kissing me. He tongue flicked out over my asshole. I gasped. He pushed his fingers deeper into my core. He flicked his tongue out again, wrapping his other arm around me so that his fingers touched my clit. He started to pet me and I lost it, falling forward on the car. I was so full. His fingers inside me, stroking me, and now his tongue lightly running over my asshole.

“Ohh…my….God,” I panted. My muscles tightened. Pleasure ran through me, all the down my legs, making me weak. I opened my mouth, feelings tingles run rampant in my body. My head dropped and I shuddered, the orgasm so strong it rendered me unable to stand. I collapsed against the car, screaming and panting.

But Alejandro wasn’t done. He flipped me around, pushing me onto the car. I fell back, weakly reaching for his shoulders. He spread my legs and pulled me to him. I was so wet. My juices were dripping down my leg. He slid his cock in my cunt.

“Holy fuck,” I muttered. Alive with pleasure, his cock hit my g-spot right away. He thrust in and out, hard, fast, his movements almost painful. He took my leg, bending it up and putting it over his shoulder.

I screamed and came again.

He let out a guttural growl and reached between my legs. His fingers grazed my clit, so swollen and so sensitive that it wouldn’t take me long to come again. He ran his finger all along me.

My head fell back. I was nothing, nothing but pleasure and desire floating around my body, a body that Alejandro worshiped, that he knew how to tease and please and make feel fucking wonderful.

He bent forward and came, filling me even more. His eyes closed, and he let out a breath once he finished. Then he rubbed my clit in a gentle circle. After the hard fucking I had just had, the gentle contrast was amazing. My arms slipped from his neck, and I fell back, unable to hold myself up.

Pleasure completely took over, and I saw stars. I came so hard my own juices squirted from me. Alejandro fell forward, hovering over top of me. His breath was hot on my skin. My pussy was wild with contractions. I had never…oh God, it still felt good…that many times so hard like that.

“Was that fun enough for you?” he panted and nibbled on my ear.
 

I opened my mouth to say something but couldn’t form any words. My pussy contracted again. I moaned and took a deep breath. That wasn’t just fun. That was better. He took me to a place I had never been before, a place where the only thing that mattered, the only thing that existed was the sex and the pleasure. Everything else faded away, and there was only us, lost completely in the essence of fuck.
 

CHAPTER SEVEN

ELLIE

I FOLLOWED behind Alejandro, holding his hand. I slowed and shakily climbed up another rock that jutted up from the shore. I leaned over, looking down into the ocean. The waves crashed just feet from us, spraying salty water into the air. I wobbled a bit, mesmerized by the vast dark water.

“I’m not a good swimmer,” I blurted.
 

Alejandro turned around. He pulled me in and wrapped his arms around me. “Then don’t fall.”

My eyes met his in the dark. My heart skipped a beat and my stomach fluttered. “I think I already have,” I whispered. Alejandro leaned down and kissed me. My mind whirled, fighting against the tequila and my own emotions. He pulled me tight against him, crushing me against his chest as if he was afraid that if he let go I would tumble off the rocky hill and never come back.

He pulled his mouth back but kept a steady hold on my waist. I turned around in his arms, staring at the ocean.

“It’s magnificent, isn’t it?” he whispered.

I nodded. “It’s just so big. It looks endless.”

“It does. Have you even been to sea?”

“No,” I said. “I want to though. Have you?”

“Yes. I have a yacht.”

“Of course you do,” I said with a smile. “Where is it?” I looked up and down the shore, expecting to see it anchored near this house.

Alejandro softly laughed. “Not here,
chica
.” He slowly pushed my hair back and kissed my neck. I shivered. “I’d like to take you on it sometime.”

I smiled and leaned back into him. “And I’d like that.”

“Soon,” he promised. “We will.”

“Why not tomorrow?” I asked and twisted back around. My bare feet slipped on the wet rock. Alejandro kept me balanced.

“I have business,” he said bitterly.

 
His jaw was set, and he looked sure of himself. But I could see it, behind his dark eyes as he stared behind me at the water. There was longing, a hope for something else.
 

“Can I ask you something?”

He looked at me and smiled. “You just did. And yes, yes you can.”

“Did you always want to do this?”

Alejandro looked back at the water “Yes and no.”

“What does that mean?”

He shook his head and shifted uncomfortably on the rock. Had I struck a nerve? I leaned closer. “Long story,” he said.

“We have time.”

He just shook his head again then bent down to kiss me. His tongue entered my mouth, pushing past my teeth. I breathed him in, knees buckling from the passion of his kiss. He broke away, keeping his face close to mine. “Yes, I always wanted to do this,” he started. “But I didn’t realize exactly what I would be doing until I got the job, so to speak.”
 

“I don’t get it,” I blurted.

“There’s not much to get.”
 

“Yes there is,” I said, unsure if this would have made more sense if I wasn’t drunk.

He took my hand. “Come.” He helped me climb down from the rocks. I jumped, landing in soft sand. Alejandro put his arm around my waist. Stars sparkled above us as we walked along the water.

“I always knew I would take over the business,” he said. “I wanted to, I couldn’t wait…but I didn’t realize how much
business
the business really is. It’s not partying and living it up like you see in movies. It’s a lot of stress, a lot of worry, and planning, and overseeing, and a lot of being paranoid,” he added with a rueful smile.

“What did you want instead?”

He skimmed his foot along the water. “No responsibilities, or at least none of this measure.” He sighed. “I had my fun before this, at least, which is more than I can say for you.”

“You got that right,” I huffed and leaned my head on Alejandro’s shoulder. It was easy to think of him as a ruthless bad guy. He was the king of the cartels, a bad person through and through. He was a murderer in the first degree, and he sold drugs and weapons that led to the death of many others. I had never once thought of him not wanting to be that bad person. He didn’t have a choice in the matter, really.

“What about you?” he asked. “Did you want to be anything other than a cop?”

“Not really,” I said with no hesitation. “I grew up seeing my dad as one. I used to think of him like some sort of superhero. I just knew that’s what I should do too. I guess I didn’t allow myself to fathom being anything else.”
 

Alejandro laughed. “We have very different interpretations of police officers.”
 

I shook my head, reminded of how different my life was from Alejandro’s. “You’re telling me.” He put his arm around my shoulders and started walking down the beach again. “Why isn’t there anyone on here?” I asked. There hadn’t been anyone that I could see during the day, either.
 

“I own several miles of the shore,” he said.

“Oh. Wow.”

Alejandro shrugged like it was no big deal. “I like my privacy.”

“Would you give up the money for less stress?” I asked suddenly.

He hesitated. “I don’t know,” he finally admitted. “I do like money.”

“Grinch,” I teased.

“I think you mean Scrooge,” he said with a laugh. “Though I don’t think it applies since we’re not talking about Christmas.”

I laughed, thinking that was much funnier than it really was. Alcohol had that delightful effect on me. “I called you the Grinch,” I said between hysterical laughter. I crossed my legs, afraid I would laugh so hard I’d pee myself; I had to go pretty bad.

“It’s not that funny, Ellie,” he said but was unable to keep the smile off his face. I held onto him, doubling over.

“I…I know…” I laughed. “It’s not.” I shook my head and looked into his dark eyes. He put his arms around me, pulling me in. “You have it all: money, sex, drugs…your life is exciting. Why would you want anything else?”

“You’re forgetting rival cartels, the law, the constant wonder if one of my own men will turn on me…”

“Ah, yeah. There is that.” I was too drunk to process the fear that went along with those things. “Do you regret it?” I asked.

Alejandro stopped walking. His face clouded over. “I don’t know,” he confessed. “Maybe…no. No, I don’t.”

“Lying to yourself won’t solve anything,” I said softly. “As you clued me in, I lied to myself for years. All it did was made me resent myself, which is a really weird thing to do.” I looked at the water. “How can you resent your own self? It doesn’t make sense.”

“It does,” he said, his hold tightening on me. “I get it because that’s how I feel. Maybe.” He shook his head. “I don’t know,
chica
. This is rather, uh, complicated thinking.”

I laughed again. “It shouldn’t be. But fuck, it is, isn’t it? You’d think being honest with yourself, admitting that you don’t like your life would be easy. Why isn’t it?”

He pulled me in. “I didn’t say that I didn’t like my life. I just…”

“It’s not what you want?” His muscles tensed. “You say you always get what you want. But this isn’t it, is it?”

I watched his face, seeing him fight off his emotions. His dark eyes were unable to hide what he was really feeling. And while he remained stoic, I knew he agreed with me. I put my hands on his waist.
 

“You could leave,” I said and looked at the ocean. “Take your money and get in your boat and leave forever. Go buy an island where nobody knows you and start again.”

“It’s a yacht, not a boat,” he said with a grin. “And it’s not that easy,
chica
.”

“Why not?”

“I have—”

“Business,” I sighed. “I get it. You’re devoted to your business.” I shook my head. “Maybe you just need something else to be devoted to instead.”

He jerked me forward and kissed me with raw, unbridled passion. “Maybe,” he said, pulling away. “Do you have any suggestions to what that should be?” I shook my head. That one kiss sent me spinning. Holy fuck.

I didn’t want to think too hard about it…it would only end in heartache for me. I didn’t know how this was going to end, but I had a feeling it would be one extreme or another. Down in flames or happily ever after. There was no middle ground when it came to Alejandro Calaveras.
 

I shook my head and yawned.

“Tired?”

“You wore me out,” I said and smiled as I thought of him fucking me hard on the hood of the car. “Let’s sit,” I said and tugged on his hand. We moved to the blanket that Alejandro had laid on the sand for us. After we got home from shopping, he had brought blankets, a bottle of wine, and some food out here for us. It was romantic at its roots, but Alejandro played it off as if it would help him get in my pants…as if he needed help. I plopped down, pulling Alejandro with me.

“How worn out?” he asked and advanced on me.

I giggled and pushed him off. “I can’t handle anymore!” I laughed. He kissed my neck then grabbed at my side. I shrieked and wiggled away. “Stop!” I laughed. “I’m ticklish!”

“I know,” he said with a devious smile. He grabbed at my side again.

“No, really! Stop! I have to pee!”

Alejandro didn’t let up just yet. He squeezed my sides once more then kissed my stomach. He rolled off me and stood, helping me to my feet. He waved his hand down the shore, and I hurried off, dashing behind a rock to do my business.

I rushed back to him, skipping through ankle deep water. I looked up at the moon, and my breath caught in my chest. Surrounded by a million stars that reflected off the ocean, it was beautiful. I stared at it until my vision went fuzzy.

Suddenly, strong arms wrapped around me, and I was lifted up and thrown over a shoulder. Alejandro ran with me, tossing me down onto the blanket and putting himself between my legs. I laughed, reaching for him. Alejandro smiled, looking into my eyes. The stress and sadness was gone from his face, but he didn’t look the same. He looked free and happy, like he had let go of everything else and only cared about the night.

Desire burned inside me as he pushed me down, laying over my body. I wrapped my arms around him, closing my eyes as sand fell into my face. He gently brushed it away and kissed me. His lips were soft and gentle against mine. He pushed his tongue past them, exploring my mouth. He kissed me for a minute then moved his head back just enough to look into my eyes. He didn’t speak, but the few seconds that passed between us was more intimate than anything I’d experienced before.

I squeezed his shoulders. “You’re tense,” I said when my hands worked their way up his neck. “I’m going to massage you.”

“I won’t argue with that,” he said playfully.

“This is in the way,” I said and tugged at his shirt. Alejandro sat up and unbuttoned his shirt. Even though I had seen him naked more than once, watching him de-robe still caused butterflies to flap inside me. It was an instant turn on, though I didn’t know if I could handle another fucking.

His biceps flexed as he removed his shirt, laying it on the blanket next to us. He sat back down, and I set right to work.

“That feels good,” Alejandro breathed when I worked out a knot in between his shoulder blades.

“You’re really tense,” I said.