Page 42 of Keeping the Single Dad
Alex licked his lips. “Are you on the edge?”
My voice escaped me as a strange, desperate mewl. “Yes.”
“Turn off the shower.”
I did as he commanded. The pounding water had been so loud, I hadn’t realized until the heavy silence swept in. Cold air made my bare skin prickle, but my muscles were still deliciously loose and heated. The desperate throb between my legs was unbearable as my orgasm began to slip away. I pressed my thighs together, desperate to reclaim it.
“Again. Bring yourself to the edge and stop.”
Shit. What was he trying to do to me? This was torturous. He cocked his head to watch me. “Do it.”
?I let my hand slip down between my thighs again. A moan left my lips at the relief of attending to the divine pulse. My fingers worked frantically. It only took seconds to reach a peak again.
I slapped my hand on the wall. “Oh. Ah. Ah, I’m going to—”
“Stop. Put your hands by your sides. Don’t move a muscle.”
My fingers froze. A strange cry of frustration left my mouth. My orgasm hovered so close, behind a veil, taunting me.
Slowly and methodically, Alex began to strip. His sure fingers worked the buttons of his shirt and the socks until he only wore his kilt. His impressive torso rippled with muscle as he removed the heavy woolen fabric from around his middle, leaving him completely bare. My gaze dropped to his impressive erection stood thick and hard against his toned stomach. His eyes locked with mine, and a small smirk twisted his lips.
A rush of desire made my body flash with heat. “Let me come now. I need it.”?
“Ask me nicely, and I’ll think about it.”
Another rough groan escaped me. “Please. I need you to come in here. Enough messing about.”
Cold air engulfed me as he swung open the shower door. In one forward motion, I was in his arms. His lips crashed down onto mine, claiming my mouth in a punishing kiss full of lust and need.
He pulled away. Softly, his breath fanned my face. “One more time, sweetheart. Bring yourself to the edge and stop. It drives me wild seeing you like this. I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
He didn’t need to tell me twice. My fingers found my sensitive nerves, and a groan left my lips. Alex’s mouth captured mine again, smothering my moans of pleasure with his forceful kiss. Icy air licked my rapidly cooling skin. Shivers wracked my body.
“Oh God. I’m too close. I can’t do this anymore…I can’t. Please. I’m nearly there—”
“Stop.”
A tormented scream wedged in my throat. Hot, pulsing need made my body ache in an exquisite agony. “No. Please.”
“Turn around. Put your hands on the wall.”
Every nerve in my body willed me not to stop, but somehow, I forced my palms flat to the cubicle wall. Alex stepped behind me. His lips grazed my ears, and his erection prodded my back, as he bent down to whisper into my wet hair. “I don’t know what’s going on here. You want me to suffer. Look, but don’t touch? You don’t get to do that to me.”
He swatted my ass playfully with his huge palm. A gasp escaped me. Stinging pleasure raced across my backside. The unendurable throb between my thighs intensified. Once, we’d been strangers in a bar. Now, I couldn’t imagine a time when I hadn’t known Alex McAllister.
“I want you to be mine. All of you. I want these to be mine.” Alex reached around me. His large hands slid over my soapy breasts, caressing them and pushing them together. “Just for me. I don’t want anyone else touching you.”
Shivers of delight raced through me. His hands slid over my hips and around my stomach. “I want every inch of you as mine.”
The aching need between my thighs was driving me wild. I groaned and pressed my thighs together, desperate to relieve the ache.
“No. You don’t.” Alex’s knee nudged in between my legs, separating them. “Not until I say so.”
He took my hands and held them high over my head. He wrapped one hand around my wrist and pinned me in place. With his other hand, he grabbed my wet hair in his fist, pulling me back lightly, making me arch for him.
“Are you going to behave?”
“Yes.”
