Billionaires, Bad Boys, and Alpha Males (182 page)

He brought his mouth down, and at first, all she felt was the
warmth of his breath.
 
She shivered,
because her skin was cold from being in the water.
 
And then his mouth was on her clit,
sucking it, his tongue flicking in a circle, up and down and over her
slit.
 

Heat spread through her body, and she wanted to take the back of
his head and pull him into her, but she knew if she did, he would pull back.

He licked and sucked until she was right on the edge of climax, and
then, just when he knew she was about to come, he would go slower until she
calmed down.
 
Then he would speed up
again, bringing her back to the edge.

“Oh, my God,” she moaned.
 
She looked at him, watched him licking her, and she was so hot and
turned on she thought she was going to lose her mind.

“Are you ready to feel me inside you?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said.
 
She
bit her lip to keep from begging.

He pulled her back into the water, and slipped his shorts off.
 
She wrapped her legs around him, and she
could feel the hardness of his cock against her stomach.
 

“Do you want me?” he whispered into her ear.
 

She didn’t trust herself to speak, so she just nodded.
 
“I want you so bad,” he whispered.
 
“You are so beautiful.”
 
His lips were on her neck, and she
leaned back, letting him trail kisses down and over her breasts.
 
He pushed her hair back from her face
and then his lips were back on hers.

She opened her legs just a little, and the tip of his cock slid
in.
 
“Okay?” he asked, his eyes
searching hers.

She nodded, then moved her body so that she slid all the way
down.
 
Their foreheads were
touching, and they looked into each other’s eyes as he slowly moved inside of
her.
 
She rocked up and down, but
his hands were on her ass, and he controlled the pace, keeping her from going
too fast.

Slowly, he let her move faster, stopping every so often to hold her
still and kiss her.
 
And then,
finally, just when she thought she really was going to go insane, he let her go
faster.
 
She slid up and down his
cock, until waves of pleasure enveloped her.
 
She buried her head in his shoulder to
keep from crying out as her orgasm washed over her.
 
She felt him fill her at the same time,
and then they were moving slower and slower until their bodies stopped and they
both collapsed against each other, spent.

He kissed her again.

~Chapter Eight~

Jay could not believe he’d just had sex with Alyssa Cotler.
 
Actually, he could believe it.
 
When Steve had told him to stay away
from her, it had just made him want her more.

But it wasn’t just that.
 
She was amazing.
 
Beautiful,
and the best sex he’d ever had.
 

What he couldn’t believe was the way he felt right now.
 
Like he wanted to stay here, close to
her, holding her in his arms all night.
 
They’d spread towels out next to pool, and they were lying there now,
the night sky shining down through the glass ceiling above them.

Alyssa lay in the crook of his arm, naked.
 
He ran his fingers up and down her body,
and felt her heart beating against his.

“That was amazing,” he said honestly.
 
“You’re amazing.”

“You say that to everyone,” she said.
 
But she snuggled in closer to him.

“I don’t,” he said honestly.
 
In fact, she was the first woman he’d said that to.
 
Usually once he was done having sex with
a woman, he wanted them to leave as soon as possible.
 
But Alyssa was different.
 
He didn’t want her out of his sight.

“You’re such a liar.”

“Seriously!” he said.

She propped herself up on one elbow, her dirty blonde hair falling
over her shoulders.
 
Her eyes looked
sexy and smoky, and she looked at him seriously. “You’ve never told a woman she
was amazing?”

“No,” he said.
 
“Incredible, yes.
 
Amazing,
no.”

She hit him playfully on his shoulder.
 
“Okay, okay,” he said, laughing.
 
“Just kidding.
 
You don’t have to hit me.”

She bit her lip then, and swallowed hard.
 
“Listen,” she said.
 
“I don’t usually do things like this.”

“You’re such a liar.”

She smiled, but she looked nervous.
 
“I don’t,” she said.
 
“And so I would appreciate it if you
don’t mention this to anyone.”

“Why would I mention it to anyone?”

“I don’t know.”
 
She
shrugs.
 
“Having sex with the
reporter?
 
Isn’t that something that
would make good locker room conversation?”

“Not really.”
 
He rolled
over and pulled her back closer to him.
 
“We talk about way more scandalous things in the locker room than that.”

“Really?” she asked.
 
“Like what?”

“I can’t tell you,” he said.
 
“It’s classified.”
 

He started to kiss her neck again, and she climbed on top of
him.
 
He looked at her, her hair
spilling over the tops of her breasts, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

“God, you are so beautiful,” he said.
 

And this time, when she slid her body down onto him, he didn’t try
to slow her down.

***

Alyssa woke up the next morning, blinking in the early morning
light of her hotel room.
 
Next to
her, Jay slept soundly, his arms around her.
 
They’d slept like that all night, him
behind her, holding her close.

A wave of regret washed over her.
 
She thought about last night, the things
she’d said, the things she’d done.
 
Her face blushed bright red.
 
What the hell had she been thinking?
 
Having sex with him, letting him do all
those things to her!
 
How
stupid.
 
It was the same thing she’d
done with her ex-boyfriend Joel, getting all worked up over a guy, forgetting
that she had her own life.
 
And if
she’d thought Joel had been bad, that was nothing compared to Jay.
 
Jay was a professional baseball
player.
 
It definitely wouldn’t be
easy to keep her writing dreams alive while dating him.

Not that they were going to be dating.
 
He was a playboy, pure and simple.
 
Which was another reason what she’d done
last night had been supremely stupid.

The hotel room phone rang, and Alyssa looked at it.
 
She was almost afraid to pick it up,
scared that it would be some kind of paparazzi or reporter, asking her what
she’d been doing with Jay Havens.

But it wasn’t.
 
In fact,
it was almost worse.

Isobel.

“Well, I see you’ve been sleeping in!” Isobel crowed through the
phone.
 
“And I don’t have a column
from you yet, so I’m assuming that you haven’t done it?”

“Um, well…” Alyssa was trying to keep voice down, as not to wake
the sleeping Jay.
 
She wiggled out
from under his arm, and he turned over in his sleep, mumbling something. He
talked in his sleep.
 
Alyssa thought
that was absolutely adorable.
 
And
totally unexpected.

Although a lot of things about Jay were unexpected.
 
Like how soft he’d been with her last
night.
 
He’d held her in his arms
all night, waking up in the night to kiss her lips and pull her closer.
 

Even when he’d been making love to her, he’d been strong but
gentle.
 
Alyssa shivered,
remembering how he’d made her come.

“Hello!” Isobel shrieked.
 
“Your column?”

“Right,” Alyssa said.
 
“I was just…putting the finishing touches on it.
 
I’ll have it over to you asap.”

“You better,” Isobel said.
 
And then the line went dead.

Alyssa placed the phone back on the receiver.

“Hey,” Jay said from beside her, a lazy grin playing on his
lips.
 
“What are you doing way over
there?”

He pulled her back into the bed, and she felt his erection against
her back.
 
He started to kiss her
neck.

“I have to start working,” Alyssa said.
 
She was careful to keep her voice steady
and powerful.
 
How many other women
had he done this to?
 
Was he going
to tell anyone?
 
Was she going to
lose her job?
 

Oh God, oh God, oh God.
 

“That’s okay,” Jay said.
 
“I’ll order coffee.
 
And then
when you’re done writing, I’ll take you to breakfast.”
 

He pulled the sheet down off of her, exposing the tops of her
breasts.
 
“Are you going to write
anything about me?”

“No,” she said, and pulled the sheet back over her tightly.
 
Obviously he’d seen it all last night,
but in the light of day, it felt different.
 
More exposed.
 
“And I can’t go to breakfast with you.”
She was getting out of bed now, the sheet still wrapped around her.
 
She walked into the bathroom and threw
on a pair of jeans and a sweater.
 

“Sure you can,” Jay said.
 
“We’ll go after you work.”

“Jay,” she said.
 
She
stood in the middle of the room, and it was taking all her self-control not to
run back over to the bed, slide in next to him, and let him ravish her the way
he did last night.
 
“I can’t… I
mean, we can’t go to breakfast together.
 
If anyone sees me with you, well… I could lose my job.”

“You won’t lose your job,” he said.
 
“That’s crazy.”

“I will,” she said.
 
“My
boss told me that I had to stay away from the players, that I couldn’t… get
personal.”

“That makes sense,” he said, nodding.
 
“But this is different.
 
This is me and you.”

She didn’t say anything.
 
She wanted it to be different, she wanted more than anything to believe
that they were going to be together.
 
But her pride wouldn’t let her go there.

“Isn’t it?” Jay asked.
 

She didn’t say anything.
 
She saw his jaw harden, and if she didn’t know any better, she’d have
thought that he was upset.
 
But that
made no sense.
 
Why would Jay Havens
be upset that she was kicking him out of her hotel room, that she couldn’t see
him anymore?
 
He could have any
woman he wanted.

“Jay – ” she started.

“No,” he said, holding his hand up to keep her from saying anything
else.
 
He picked his clothes up off
the floor.
 
“I get it.”
 
He pulled on his jeans and t-shirt.
 
And then he left.

***

Jay was pissed.
 
At
Alyssa, but mostly at himself.
 
He’d
let himself go last night, really go for the first time in… well, he couldn’t
remember the last time he’d been like that.
 
Maybe ever.
 

And then this morning, Alyssa had thrown him out of her hotel room
like he was some kind of hooker.
 
Maybe it was karma, he thought as he drove angrily towards his Brooklyn
apartment.
 
He’d spent numerous
mornings kicking women out of his apartment.
 
And now it was happening to him.
 
His heart constricted as he thought
about her, about how much he wanted her.
 
He felt like right now he would do anything for her.
 
He couldn’t explain it.
 
It was crazy, because he hadn’t known
her that long, but he just knew.
 
She was the one for him.