Tri Me (Primrose, Minnesota, Book 4) (16 page)

“Damn. I’m sorry, Alex”

She passed her tongue across her bottom lip and then slowly allowed a grin to crease her mouth. “Crisis averted. I told them tonight.”

“Told them what, exactly?”

“About us.”

“Did you elaborate?”

“How?”

She read the pure honesty that seeped from his eyes as he spoke. “Did you tell them how madly, deeply in love I am with you?”

“No.”

“No?”

“I wanted to hear it from you first.”

He raised both eyebrows. “That’s going on the list, huh?”

She bobbed her head several times. “Of course.”

“Congratulations, Stewart,” Ryker’s voice oozed sarcasm behind him. “Storm and I are officially on our own.”

Alex frowned. “What’s with him?”

“Ryker’s scared of women.”

“Well, well, well,” Marnie drawled, “the big bad wolf is scared of women.”

“Stewart’s full of it.”

Jackson stepped from in front of her and turned to face his friend. “We’ll save that discussion for another day.”

“I’m out, guys.” Storm gave each man a handshake. “I’ll be back in the morning.”

Bri covered a yawn with her hand. “I think it’s time to call it a night. Let’s go home, Jake.”

“Us too.” Dara told Mace as she squeezed Alex’s arm. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“Come on, pipsqueak,” Ryker told Marnie, “I’ll show you to your room.”

Jackson squeezed Alex’s hand in his and practically dragged her up the stairs behind him, hoping like hell everyone else would make a quick exit. Luck was in his corner when they stood alone ten minutes later.

“Bedroom, now,” he growled.

“Which one?”

“Yours is closer.”

He followed her up the second flight of stairs, relieved she traveled at a quick jog, until both of them stood breathless behind the closed and locked door.

He almost trembled as she gave him a sultry grin and ran her index finger down the buttons of his shirt. “What now.”

“Now, I love you.”

“You sure about that?”

“Absolutely.”

“I’m a strong, independent woman, Jackson.”

He nodded. “That doesn’t change anything.”

“I’m not easy.”

“Tell me something I
don’t
know. You’re the most difficult woman I’ve ever dealt with.”

“But you like it.”

She wouldn’t get an argument from him this time. “No sweetheart, I
love
it. The thrill of chasing you makes me crazy hard.”

She lowered her gaze to his groin and his dick stiffened painfully harder. “Tell me something I
don’t
know,” she mocked.

“Brat.” He pressed her flush against him, wrapped his arms around her curvy hips and slapped one ass cheek with his palm. She released a tiny squeal that only fed his hunger as he rubbed the surface in circles.

She stepped away and her green eyes sizzled. “Do that again.”

Rather than immediately indulge her, he smirked and caged her against him with no chance of escape. Without giving her time to complain, he eased her yoga pants over her hips until they pooled at her feet.

Scarlet red silk stretched between both hips and flashed an invitation. His cock throbbed. Slowly and with a tight grip on his greedy libido, he reached back behind her and gave the globe another firm
smack
through the thin fabric
.

His hands warmed as electricity burnt the waves of sexual tension between them. The little vixen simply licked her pouty pink lips and swiveled her hips against his aching dick.

“Love that alpha,” she whispered.

He locked his knees as she continued to gyrate against the one pleasure point over which he had very little control at that exact moment. She had absolutely no idea how one perfectly-orchestrated spin on her part would quite possibly render her immobile beneath him.

His brain went rogue with thoughts of her creamy, firm thighs wrapped around his waist, her ankles buckled at the base of his spine, his cock buried deep inside her. Her screams of satisfaction echoed in his mind while he stroked at a furious pace, their bodies slick with pleasure.

“Alex,” he pleaded, not surprised at the hoarse tone of his voice. “Enough.”

At his desperate request, she stilled her motion but remained pressed to him, the air thick with female arousal. His cock stood angry but proud behind his jeans, demanding to be put out of its misery. He reached between his legs, popped the button at his fly, and lowered his zipper. Both he and his raging hard-on almost wept in relief.

Alex stepped away. “I beg to differ.”

He watched in agony as she placed her hands at the hem of her tank top and lifted the garment over her head, revealing a whole new playground. Her red bra did little to restrain her full firm breasts – not that he was disappointed. Not even close.

He slid each strap, one at a time, from her shoulders and then reached behind and released the catch with two fingers. The barrier fell to her feet. His cock stretched another painful inch at the incredible sight of her plump, swollen breasts, her nipples pebbled and erect. His mouth watered. His fingers itched. Unable to help himself, he indulged.

She released a small gasp as he took a breast in each palm and plucked each hardened nipple with a thumb.

“Yes,” she murmured as she thrust into his touch and her hips found their way back against his groin.

Determined to make her as crazy as he, he lowered his head to one breast and opened his mouth over the nipple. Her chest raised and fell with the force of her breath as his tongue drew circles around the stiff flesh, teasing with soft, slight pressure and then rubbing the peak with a vigorous touch. She squirmed against him, filling his senses with the feel of warm, willing woman.

Incredible desire fueled him to make one last pass with his tongue and then wrap his lips around the area in a tight suckle. Then, very carefully, he clamped his teeth over the tip.

A breathy whimper left her mouth at the tender assault and she pushed the breast further inside. He raised a hand to caress the soft underside and then slowly removed the flesh from between his lips.

He raised his gaze to hers. In her hooded, glazed eyes he found exactly what he craved – full blown, crazy-hot desire. Give him a couple hours, he’d show her what alpha truly meant.

Yet, lost in an overabundance of confidence, he had only seconds to relish control before reality squeezed him in two. Literally.

“Aw hell, Alex,” he spat.

He glanced between his legs to see her hand wrapped around his cock. He stood helpless in her grip, careful not to make any sudden moves.

“Slow,” he all but begged.

Her irises flickered from green to deep, dark emerald as she moved her fist up, down, then up again. Slow and easy. He could do this.

She continued the motion several more times and he leaned back his head, closed his eyes, and widened his stance, prepared to let her play as long as possible. And then the game changed.

He should’ve known better; Alex was very competitive by nature. Incredible pleasure caused him to raise his head and open his eyes. He looked down to find her poised between his legs, his greedy dick in her fist and aimed at her pillow-soft lips.

Desperate, he poked his fingers in her hair and yanked. “No.”

She only grinned and gave his dick a tight, long pull that made him putty in her hands. “Yes.”

He sucked in a short, hard breath as her tongue left her mouth and then swept the tip of his weeping erection. “Hell yeah,” he grunted.

Giving in to her ministrations, he thrust his hips, sliding his cock between her lips at an easy pace. She responded to his desperate need by tightening her lips and guiding his hips with her hands. Then, in the middle of an
in-stroke
, easy went straight to hell. The little witch gave him a good hard suck and then swallowed him whole.

God in Heaven.
He would never last with her mouth sucking the sweet life out of him.

“Gee-jus, Alex!” He squeezed her cheeks in an effort to extract himself. “No more.”

She simply winked and tightened around him.

“Seriously, baby.” He stroked one cheek with a thumb. “I want this to last.”

With a soft sigh, she drew him out of her mouth, sucking his tortured cock the whole way. “Spoilsport.”

He could only give her a desperate chuckle. “I haven’t even begun to spoil you.”

Alex forced herself to breathe as Jackson placed a hand under her elbow and eased her to stand. Looking at the six foot plus mountain of pure aroused male did little to ease the blistering hot heat surrounding her.

“There’s just one problem,” she told him.

He gave her a cocky smirk as he guided her backwards to the bed. “No problems in this room.”

“Yes.” The backs of her knees met the bed and she was forced to sit. “I’m naked.”

The smirk broadened. “I repeat, no problems.”

“You’re not.”

“Well, now.” He lay on the bed beside her and pulled her down to her back. “I can see where you’d think that was a problem.” Goosebumps danced on her skin as he leaned over her and placed several tiny pecks down the sensitive skin of her neck. “However, it’s not for me.” Her nipples tingled as he lifted his mouth and then drew his tongue down the valley of her cleavage. “You’re not the only tease in this room.”

Her nerve endings screamed with the excitement of their pleasure/pain as he moved his fingers in a soft caress across her stomach and then lower to knead the inside of one thigh. She shifted in an effort to reposition his hands near one particular pleasure point.

“Nuh-uh.” He moved his hand, but only to the opposite thigh and to the area just south of where she really,
really
, needed him. “Makes you crazy, doesn’t it?”

“No,” she answered through gritted teeth.

“Really?” He raised an eyebrow. “Then maybe I need to try something different.”

Her breath caught and she couldn’t stop the small
mew
that left her throat when his index finger moved to her clit and rubbed soft circles over the hood. She lifted her hips, pressing harder and further into his touch, silently demanding more. Yet, his touch remained soft and tormenting and she had to admit, the man’s skill was unsurpassed.

“Jackson, please.” She moved her hips again, not above pleading at this point.

“Please what, baby?”

“More.”

With a soft snicker, he gave her clit a quick pinch and then slid his fingers through her wet folds until one penetrated her entrance. Now lost in sheer ecstasy, she whimpered when the tormented muscles inside clenched down in a tight, forceful suction and he began to massage with his motion.

As her mind began to numb with pleasure, she groaned and reached between his legs, hoping that touching him would dull her desperation.

“Let go or I’ll stop,” he told her.

She kept her hand wrapped around the rigid length of his shaft. “No you won’t.”

When he called her bluff, her body screamed in agony. Immediately, she released him.

“Good girl,” he taunted as he resumed the motion.

“Jackson,” she panted, “I’m ready.”

He arched his finger and hit the one button that screamed the most. Her mind went totally blank. Her body shook. Moisture left her body.

“Yes, you are.” He growled and instantly his assault stopped.

She leaned up on her elbows to see him shuck clothing at light speed. As soon as his shirt left his body, her gaze honed in on his staircase of abdominal muscles and then to the sharp vee cut of his obliques.
I’m in Heaven.

Then he shoved his jeans and boxer-briefs down long, solid legs and kicked them from his body. Her heartbeat echoed in her ears. She licked her incredibly dry lips. She crossed her legs as if that might provide some semblance of control. And then he wrapped his hand around his miraculously thick shaft and gave it a strong pull. She uncrossed her legs.

With an iron will he was surprised to find he still had, Jackson gave the angry beast between his legs one more
hold-on-or-else
squeeze and used one knee to widen Alex’s legs.

“Open for me, sweet baby,” he murmured as he braced his hands on both sides of her head and lowered his hips.

His cock pulsed in the heated space between her legs, giving her one last warning before he took them both for a ride through sheer bliss. He pushed the swollen head closer and then something way back in the archives of his brain stopped him.

“Damn.”

She frowned. “What’s wrong?”

He released a hard breath and lifted a hand to run it through his dampened hair. “Do I need a condom?”

“Close call, detective.” She smiled and wiggled her hips beneath him. “No.”

“Thank Jesus.” Without further hesitation, he entered her body.