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“I…was not expecting you to be quite so buff under your suit,” she finally managed.
Alexander tossed the towel on the back of one of the kitchen chairs as he stopped in front of her. “Well, then, enjoy the view,” he said quietly. “He cupped her cheek in his hand, running his thumb over her soft lips. He lowered his mouth towards hers, stopping for a moment before kissing her. It wasn’t one of the quick kisses he gave her when they went their separate ways over the last few weeks. No, this was one of those kisses that was filled with need, love, and promise.
Claire couldn’t help but lean into him, the clothes caught between them. Alexander pulled her against his, his arms wrapped around her and hands splayed at the small of her back and shoulder blades, his mouth thoroughly dominating hers as he bent her back just a bit in the kiss. Claire would give him the moon if he asked for it. She whimpered a little when he ended the kiss, her lips swollen, her entire body flushed with a need she hadn’t felt in a long time. She gazed up at him. “I am falling in love with you, Alexander,” she whispered.
Lightning flashed across the darkening sky, and the thunder boomed over their heads, making Claire jump. She buried her face in his chest. She breathed in the scent of his skin, finding comfort in just that small thing. He smelled like outdoors and sandalwood with a touch of horse. It brought back memories of them riding and spending time in the horse stalls in the late afternoons, holding hands as they talked while sitting on the fresh hay over the last few weeks. She looked up, met his gaze, and slowly smiled at him. She looked down at the clothes in her hand. “I…um…found these. They might fit.”
“Okay,” Alexander said. “I’m not really worried about clothes right now. Are you?” he asked. His voice was husky, filled with emotion. He could see the same emotion on Claire’s face, the need, the desire that he was feeling so keenly as he held her. He kissed her again, this time picking her up.
Claire wrapped her legs around him, her arms around his neck. She threaded her hands in his thick, wavy hair, kissing him back with as much need as he kissed her. His hands cupped her buttocks as he carried her, and she broke the kiss. She tossed the clothes on the floor, letting her hands caress his shoulders.
“I’m not stopping this time, Claire,” he whispered against her cheek before trailing his lips down her neck. He set her on her feet, pulling the oversized t-shirt over her head before she could protest. His mouth found hers again. He sat on her bed, pulling her to him. His hands ran from her hips up her sides to cup her breasts as he gazed at her. Her breasts were lush and sensitive to his touch. Alexander didn’t think he could be any more aroused than he was when he saw her walk into the kitchen in the oversized shirt, her hair a mess. But he was wrong. He was so wrong.
Claire’s breath caught as his warm hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs stroking the underside gently. He let his lips trail down her neck, nipping lightly at her soft, fragrant skin. Her head fell back, her eyes closing, letting herself get lost in his touch as he pulled her closer to him. She couldn’t resist the small whimper that escaped her at the feel of his lips and his reddish stubble on her collarbone. That was a new sensation, and it excited her. She was trembling and couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so good. She opened her eyes to watch him as he worked his way lower, his mouth trailing kisses down her body, his hands continuing until they came to the boy-cut panties she was wearing. He looked up at her, his green eyes darkened to a deep emerald. He was looking for permission, but she was not going to withhold it. “Make love to me, Alex,” she managed to say, not recognizing the huskiness of her own voice.
Alexander slipped his thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs. As soon as she stepped from them, he laid her on the bed, kissing her hungrily as he kissed his way down her body. She was everything he ever wanted in a woman. She was quick with her wit, and she loved his horses as if they were her own. She was beautiful, athletic, and intelligent, and she didn’t care that he was rich. She saw him for who he was, a man who shared the same passions she did. He let his hands slide down her body as he dipped his head lower. He needed to taste her, to hear her moan in ecstasy as he made her orgasm over and over.
Claire’s breath caught at the first feel of his warm breath on her sensitive flesh. His hands gently pushed her legs wider, and the first trace of his tongue over her sensitive pearl made her shiver in anticipation. It didn’t take him long to have her writhing on the bed, her hands gripping the sheets as he held her thighs with a vice-like grip. When the orgasm hit her, her back arched, and she was left breathless, Alexander not letting her move. He made his way back up her body, and she tasted herself on his lips as he kissed her, his body covering hers as he entwined their fingers together.
She was more than ready for him, and he didn’t wait, slipping deep into her hot body with a single deep-seated thrust. He exhaled with a groan of satisfaction. She gripped his cock like like velvet closing over steel. He nipped at her neck, willing his body to wait before he started moving, setting a slow pace until he had Claire whimpering. “What, Claire? What do you want?”
“Harder,” she managed to breathe.
Alexander smiled. “Harder.” He pulled her against him, one hand beneath her buttocks, and picked up his pace, giving her exactly what she asked for. She gripped the headboard, her moans egging him on. It didn’t take long for her to come again and tighten around him, milking his own orgasm from him. He leaned his forehead against hers, waiting for his heart to stop pounding before rolling to his back, bringing Claire with him. He gazed up at her, his hands tracing her body and cupping her breasts in his hands. “Your turn,” he whispered, his cock stirring to life again. “Show me how you’d ride me,” he urged playfully.
Claire licked her lips and did exactly that. She moved over him with long, slow strokes until he couldn’t stand it anymore. Alexander sat up, wrapping her legs around his waist and taking control, his mouth claiming hers as they made love. He would never get tired of making love to her, and if he had his way, he’d do it for the rest of their lives.
Outside, the storm raged around them, but it was nothing compared to the storm of lovemaking between Claire and Alexander.
Chapter 6
Claire sat on a hay bale, watching as Alexander dressed. He wasn’t in any rush, and she could tell he was enjoying the warm sun shining through the window into the loft. She stretched her legs out, curling her toes in the hay on the floor. She had fallen hard for Alexander Blackwood, and when she met his gaze, she could see the affection he held for her in his eyes. But was he falling for her the same way? Or was she just another conquest?
She’d heard the rumors about him, about how he “loved them and left them.” That was the last thing she wanted. The tension between them had been growing since that first kiss in his office. Now, with three wins under their belt, two with his horses and one with her own, things were getting even more tense. They would be attending their first gala together at the end of the week. As much as Claire wanted to forgo the schmoozing, Alexander asked her to come. “There are people that want to meet you.”
“What are you thinking about?” he asked her. He leaned back against a haybale, staring at Claire. She had a contemplative look on her face. She looked a little sad and he didn’t like the little frown line between her eyes. He wanted to soothe it away. He pushed away from the hay and kneeled in front of her. “Claire. What’s wrong?” he asked, taking her hands in his.
She smiled a little and shook her head. “Just thinking. Just...just wondering what we’re doing. I work for you, Alex. I like my job. I like what I’ve got here. I don’t want to screw that up by getting involved.”
Alexander raised her hands to his lips. “Do you honestly think I would’ve initiated this if I wasn’t interested in you? That maybe I hired you because I wanted more than just a new horse trainer?” he asked.
“Did you?”
That was something he loved about Claire. She could be blunt when she needed to be, and she didn’t care who she pissed off when she was. He kissed her knuckles again. “The moment I saw you, I knew I needed you here in my life. You have this...vibe that I want to be around. It’s infectious, and you don’t even realize it. People are drawn to you. So are animals. I mean, you’ve made friends with the barn cats,” he laughed.
“So you set out to seduce me.” His hands were warm, holding hers, and she entwined her fingers with his.
“Is that so bad?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never been seduced before, so I’ll have to tell you later.” She leaned in to brush a soft kiss across his lips. “You are so out of my league. I’m not comfortable with these galas that you asked me to go to. “
“You are a bit awkward at them.”
Claire playfully punched his shoulder. “Stop it. I’m being serious.”
“So was I. You’re painfully shy at those things,” he teased some more.
“You’re not helping.”
