Page 34 of Midnight Wishes

It would help him too, after another day filled with too many meetings and not enough time to breathe. And if she wouldn’t let him support her any other way…

‘You look gorgeous,’ Alex said, moving to stand behind her.

Sarah laughed, that beautiful, throaty sound he’d been hearing in his dreams for days, and said, ‘Save your compliments for when you see the bra, Aleksander.’

‘I realise I spend most of my time staring at your chest, but that’s not the only part of you I find attractive.’

A tremor moved through her when their eyes met in the transparent reflection in the window.

‘Can I?’ he asked softly, wondering when this woman had stripped away all his bravado.

When she nodded, his arms slid around her to undo the top button of her shirt.

‘Right here?’ Her eyes were wide, and her parted mouth had him dying to sink his teeth into her plush lower lip.

‘One-way glass.’ He kissed the patch of shoulder he’d exposed. ‘No one can see us without the lights on in here. Not clearly. Do you want to keep looking at the sunset, Princess?’ He let the unspoken words linger between them.

Do you want me to take you like this?

Sarah moved his hands back to the front of her shirt in answer.

‘Good call,’ he murmured. Another button revealed the purple lace he’d been thinking about for the best part of an hour. It brought a groan from his chest. ‘When did you get this?’

‘Today.’

‘Good. I thought you might have been holding out on me.’

She didn’t seem to be a lingerie girl, unless shehadbeen holding out on him. And he didn’t particularly care, because the first time he’d seen her in a plain white bra and cotton boy shorts, he’d almost passed out from how sexy it was. She didn’t need frills and lace to undo him. But opening another button and finding more creamy skin in sharp relief against the dark fabric wasn’t exactly keeping him calm.

‘Whydid you get it?’ he asked, jaw tight with desperation.Say it’s for me. Please.

‘Felt like it,’ she said, shrugging.

Her shirt now fully unbuttoned, Alex had paused with his hands on her hips, taking in the way the fabric draped around her body.

‘Are you done?’ Sarah asked.

When Alex met her gaze once more, he found one pretty, fierce eyebrow arched. And he was thankful for a lifetime of covering his feelings with clever words as he said, ‘Just taking my time.’ While the sentiment deflected, his voice was shakier than he would have liked. ‘I can rush if you’d like…but you came all this way. And I promised I’d make it worth your while.’

The eyebrow dropped, replaced with an arch of her neck as he ran his nose along the soft skin there. When he’d inhaled enough of her sandalwood scent, his hands dropped to the highwaistband on her jeans, popped the trio of buttons, and slid the thick fabric down her hips to find—

‘Oh, fuckme,’ he breathed, when a suspender belt in the same shade and fabric came into view.

‘You know, I would, if you’d ever undress me.’ Her tone was sardonic, and he had to be a glutton for punishment, because it made him even harder than the exquisite visual he could half see in the window.

Although he got his own back by pushing his hips against hers, treasuring the little gasp that escaped her.

After yanking her jeans to the floor, he took in the full view, slightly dumbstruck by the complete matching set she’d hidden beneath that entirely unassuming outfit.

‘Are you trying to kill me?’ he muttered into her neck.

‘Depends,’ Sarah said, preparing to remove her shirt. ‘Is it working?’

‘Leave it on,’ Alex said quickly, choosing not to linger on why her wearing an oversized shirt and little else was really doing something for him. One hand came down to palm her hip. ‘Princess?’

‘Yes?’

Finally,finallyher voice was showing some of the strain he’d been feeling since she sent him that picture.

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