Page 69 of Hollywood Undercover
Chapter 29
ALEXANDRA wasn’tsure if she really heardBash.
“You’re going about this all wrong,” hewhispered.
“All wrong?” she mumbledgroggily.
Half-awake at the sound of Sebastian’s voice, she shifted her head in her sleep. The tangled sheets were wet with sweat, clinging to her naked body as she turned and discovered she wasn’t the only one in the guestroom bed. His hot mouth glided over her shoulder to her collarbone, and from his lips an incoherent growl of arousal stirred the air and registered in herear.
He flicked his hot tongue against her earlobe, and pleasure transformed her face. Alexandra squeezed her eyes shut, relaxed her jaw, and arched her neck in anticipation. She moved her hands slowly over the covers to meet the wicked throbbing between her legs, stopping in confusion about what was going on here. For Alexandra, this was out of character, particularly in front ofBash.
Wait, this cannot behappening…
None of the details around the room came into focus. To her senses, they might as well have been floating weightlessly in a black void. All she could see, hear, smell, and taste was Sebastian Sullivan. He was more than enough to make the rest of the world disappear, yet it still didn’t make sense. With thoughts too hazy to understand the sensual onslaught of his touch, she was past any awareness of whether she was dreaming or seriously in need of a jolt to wake up before her secret wasexposed.
Slick and slippery, his body ground down on her, getting closer despite the covers that separated them. Alexandra’s head was spinning. The room was so damn hot, but his lips were evenhotter.
Oh my freaking god—this can’t bereal.
A frantic realization registered just then. Her skeptical brain protested, but the voice of reason was drowned out by her thundering heartbeat and the blood rush of excited awareness. She opened her startled eyes and stared into what she was sure was Bash’sface.
He left a ticklish kiss in the center of her forehead between her eyebrows, making her eyes drift shut, now blind to reality but open to the possibilities. This could be real. Sebastian swept distracting feather-light kisses down along the slant of her cheek in a silky trail to her lips. He moved her hand away from her mound and pinned her wrists over herhead.
“Stop trying to do everything yourself,” he groaned into her open mouth. A heated moan burst free as he nibbled at her lips, as though the sound of her pleasure tasted good tohim.
Bash hovered over her with his palms flat on the bed. His pelvis pressed rhythmically between her parted thighs, battering the shores of her body with just the sheet to break the waves. It only heightened the tease of his slow, circular movements on her hips. She could still feel the nudging probe of his steely erection pushing harder and harder by degrees against the fabric, like he might’ve eventually torn through. She wanted him to get past the barrier, but then he wouldknow.
Writhing beneath him, feeling his hard shaft stroke against her swollen clit, she murmured deliriously, “God, Bash. You don’t know how badly I wantthis.”
That’s not what I should besaying.
She fumbled in vain for the right words to tell him she wasn’t who he thought she was before things went any further and he found out on his own. Instead, another feverish exclamation of desire spilledfree.
“No…wait. Mmmm…God, Bash…wait…I have to…I need to tell you something,” shestammered.
Bash needed to know Alex Roberts didn’t reallyexist.
I’m LexxiRock.
No, I’m AlexandraStorme.
Alexandra couldn’t think straight with Bash’s hands sparking fires all down her body. The erotic play sent the sheet lower, with friction dragging it over her quivering stomach and down her slender thighs until there was nothing left to shieldher.
He paused above her, waiting for whatever profound announcement she stopped him to make, but Alexandra sharply whimpered dissent at the interruption. Her hips bucked in response to the intimate skin to skin contact when the rest of the sheet slithered away, and her legs wrapped around his waist to hold him prisoner when he tried to getup.
“Don’t go,” she pleadedfeverishly.
“Just tell me!” Bash commanded in a fierce whisper. He put his forehead against hers, cupped her face in his hands, and stared directly into her eyes,waiting.
Alexandra turned away from his challenge. Her fingernails dug anxiously into his muscular shoulders. She somehow knew everything would change if she confessed. He ran his fingers through her short black hair and gently tugged her head back, forcing her to look at him again. His gaze dropped to the exposed curve of her neck. Emitting a lusty growl, Bash planted his fiery mouth along the ridge and sucked at her throbbing pulse. His nibbling teeth, his heated lips, nipping and kissing their way down to herchest.
He breathed raggedly into her cleavage. “Why can’t you just be honest withme?”
Alexandra bit back a guilty sob, tossing her head from side to side in confusion at her inability to do exactly that. His hands sensually kneaded and caressed the small globes of her breasts and toyed with her hardened, sensitive nipples in a way that erupted a swarm of sensations below Alexandra’s pelvis. His straight, white teeth painlessly held hostage a nipple as he flicked his hot, wet tongue against thetip.
“Bash!” she gasped. Her back arched, allowing her breast to press more deeply into hismouth.
Bash’s free hand coasted down to her mound, dipping his fingers into her needy center and tickling the soft skin between her legs. Briefly again, realization tried to push past her blissfulignorance.
