Page 10 of Taboo

She wanted to argue with him, tell him she paid her way through life. Gregor had no problem with her picking up the tab most of the time, but, when she saw the determined glint in Alek’s eyes and the tic in his jaw, she knew this was something she couldn’t deny him. She might not be that knowledgeable about men, but this she knew.

He slid out the opposite side of the booth and then held his hand out for her. She took it easily, ready to escape, to quench the hunger that was now surging through her blood.

They walked to the bank of elevators, those nerve endings of hers popping in anticipation. His hand was at the small of her back in a possessive gesture. Julienne hated to admit that she liked it. She couldn’t fall into that trap. This was a one-night stand, nothing more. Having a man wanting to possess her wasn’t in her bag of tricks. She was too much, too…her. But for this one night, this would be her thing. Because, having his hand on her back, feeling the warmth of his fingers through the fabric of her dress, that was amazing.

He pressed the up button, and they waited. All the while, it felt as if someone was pulling the tension tighter and tighter. When the doors slid open, he waited for Julienne to take the first step into the lift. He didn’t ask for her floor number but pressed the next to top floor button. The penthouse was where she was staying, where her family always stayed. In truth, it was only for family.

So, he was taking her to his room. Gregor had never been so dominant in their relationship, especially in the bedroom. He would never presume she was going to go to his room.

The doors slid closed and he turned and backed her into the corner, cupping her face in both of his massive hands and devouring her. She would normally be alarmed by this action, but instead, her whole body screamed with joy. He pressed her against the wall of the lift, and she could feel all of him. From his massive chest, down to his cock. God, he was huge, and she wanted it all. Her pussy pulsed, relief not anywhere in site. She needed to be closer. Much closer.

She slipped her hands up his arms to his shoulders as he slid his down to her ass. He lifted her, grinding his cock against her center. Bloody hell. Her entire body tingled, as pleasure coursed through every inch of her. Julienne matched his movements, pressing against him. He broke the kiss just to attack her neck. She moaned, enjoying the feel of him in complete control. He had her up against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist and his cock was rubbing against her panty clad pussy. Now, she was regretting her choice in wearing knickers tonight.

The door dinged open and they barely noticed. Or at least, she didn’t. She wanted more. She wanted to feel him inside of her. Nothing else mattered. Not the tabloids or the fact she had been run off from her home. He pulled back and she followed him with a growl, he chuckled. She blinked her eyes open, then realized they’d made it to his floor. Without a word, he took her hand and dragged her out of the lift. Julienne happily followed, because tonight, for once, it was all about her and happiness.

chapter four

Alek yanked Julesoff the elevator, right into his arms. He couldn’t resist dipping his head to steal another kiss. God, this woman. He didn’t know what had gotten into him. One-night stands, that’s mostly what he’d had the last few years. His Army career and the life of a Ranger just didn’t allow for long-term attachments. At least, not for him. And this wouldn’t last past tonight, but for some reason, he felt this yearning…a need that he didn’t understand. It went beyond the normal sexual need. He just couldn’t remember a time when he felt this damned giddy. Ever.

When they finally made it to his door, he fumbled with his keycard as her hands ran over his body. He hadn’t pegged Jules at being so handsy, but damn, the woman acted as if she owned his body. He was okay with that if she kept touching him. There was a good chance he would kill anyone who had the nerve to interrupt them. He dropped his key, twice, before he finally got the room door open. He tugged her through the doorway, then pushed her back up against it after it closed. God, this woman. She was lush and beautiful and so damned delicious. He slipped his hands to the back of her dress, easing the zipper down as he kissed her. He trailed his fingers down the path of the flesh he exposed. So soft.

Alek slanted his mouth over hers again and again, wanting nothing more than to devour her. He forced himself away from her, with one last lick against her mouth before stepping back.

She was holding the dress to her and he growled. He wanted to see her. He just knew that she was the kind of woman who went for lace and silk against her skin.

“Let it fall,” he ordered, not truly understanding the need to command her. He had never been the kind of man who wanted to dominate his partner in bed, but with her, he seemed to have a short fuse.

She hesitated, then let it fall into a puddle on the floor at her feet.

Fuck me sideways.

It was the only thought he had. He let his gaze travel down her body. Red. It wasn’t the color he expected, but it fit her. Full breasts barely held in by a lace Demi bra, a barely there pair of panties that he was sure was a thong, and thigh highs.

Mother. Fucking. Thigh. Highs.

He loved them. She was still wearing her fuck me heels.

The woman wasn’t just beautiful, she was a fucking goddess.

“Stop.”

He glanced up at her face, which was flaming red to match her lingerie. “What?”

“I am not a goddess.”

Lord, he was speaking his thoughts out loud. Well, that was payback for her because she told him he was pretty. He was sure she hadn’t wanted to say that out loud.

“But you are.”

He slipped out of his jacket and tossed it aside, then held up his hand, curling his fingers to urge her closer. She hesitated, and another growl vibrated out of his chest. Fuck, he had never been like that, but something was different tonight. He needed a good hard fuck and apparently so did Jules. His cock could be a greedy mother fucker, but he usually could keep the bastard under control. Tonight appeared to be different on so many levels.

She made her way over to him, her hips swaying. He didn’t think she was being overtly sensual. She just moved like that, those round hips moving back and forth, and those legs…fuck.

When she finally reached him, he pulled her over to the bed, urging her down on the mattress. He needed to taste her. It was the only thought that was now humming in his brain.

He yanked her to the edge of the bed, and she let out a squeak that turned into a giggle. The happy sound rushed through him, adding an urgency to his appetite. He looked up at her and knew from the surprised look on her face that she didn’t normally react that way. Pride filled him. Why? He had no idea, but getting a reaction out of her that seemed out of character felt like some kind of victory. Bringing her happiness seemed more than important.

Slipping his fingers beneath the silk fabric, he eased down her panties and threw them behind him. He was leaving the thigh highs and shoes on. He wanted to feel both against his flesh as he fucked her.

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