Page 85 of Alec’s Dream

It was that look that intrigued him the most. Her pretty brown eyes locked onto his, her lips parted slightly, and her cheeks flushed.

Christ.

Even in the middle of a seriously fucked conversation, one soft, sexy look had him fighting against going hard. Visions of him laying her back on the couch, covering her with his body, and finally feeling all of her curves under him was wreaking havoc on his dick.

“Baby?”

Macy blinked, coming out of her haze, the pink deepening, and Alec knew where her thoughts had gone. Maybe not as far as his had, but she was definitely thinking about his mouth or hands being on her.

Any other time he wouldn’t hesitate to give her anything she could imagine. But right then, with her only a few feet from him, as easy as it would be to reach out and tag her, Alec was doing his best to keep his cock in check and thoughts off all of the things he’d been dreaming about doing to her.

“I don’t want to talk anymore.”

“Macy—”

“I’ll call Monica. You’ll go into the school with me tomorrow. We have a plan. No more talking.”

There was a beat of silence. Then without warning, Macy attacked. Her palms hit Alec’s chest and as he took her weight, her mouth crashed onto his. He did not make her work for it, though when her tongue slid against his, he knew he shouldn’t have allowed it. But as his hands dove into her thick brown hair he knew he was fucked—he wasn’t going to stop it. He should’ve— it wasn’t the time nor the place—but Alec had no intention of turning her away.

However, what he was going to do was get them off the couch where they’d be caught if one of the kids wandered downstairs. Alec slowed their kiss, when a needy mew slipped from Macy, the sound splintering the last of his control.

Alec surged to his feet, bringing Macy with him, their lips still connected in a wild, desperate clashing of tongues and teeth that was so unbelievably great Alec’s cock throbbed in his jeans. Needing to get them to the closest place where they’d have privacy, he wrenched his mouth from hers, caught her hand and tugged her toward the utility room.

Seconds later, he shut the door behind them, thanking all things holy that his house was old and for some reason only known to the original owners, each door had a lock. Alec turned back to Macy hoping she’d come to her senses, but at the same time needing to touch and taste her so badly his hands shook with it.

“Macy?”

Her head tilted back, they locked eyes, and while Alec was scrutinizing every detail, analyzing, and searching for uncertainty, his examination was disrupted when Macy pulled her tee off and tossed it on the floor.

“Fuck,” he muttered and watched her hands go to her jeans. “Macy, baby, slow it down.”

Alec didn’t want to slow anything down but even though his cock was hard and his heart was racing, he needed more than her getting naked to soothe his uncertainty.

“Why?”

“Sweetheart, you’ve had a rough day. Hell, you’ve had a rough week. I don’t want you making a decision we can’t take back and I sure as fuck don’t want you regretting it.”

“I won’t.”

“Convince me.”

Macy’s eyes narrowed. Her hands went back to work tugging her jeans down over her hips, ass, and thighs until she wiggled free of them.

Good Christ. Alec found it hard to swallow as he beat back the urge to touch all her creamy exposed flesh. Great tits, flared hips his palms were itching to grip, lush thighs, long legs…fuck, even her damn feet were sexy.

“How ‘bout you convince me this isn’t what you want,” Macy sassed as she reached behind her back.

The unattractive, cotton bra went slack before Macy hunched her shoulders and the material slid down her arms.

Alec went dizzy with lust. His desperation was at an all-time high, making it impossible to form a cognizant thought let alone an argument against him waiting to take her.

“You are so goddamn gorgeous. Take off your panties, baby.”

Alec saw her shiver. The tiny movement made his blood hum as it rushed south, making his already hard cock thicken to the point of pain.

Jesus, this woman did it for him. Everything about her called to Alec on a primal level. Conquer. Own. Devour. Love. Cherish.

His hand went to his back pocket. He pulled out his wallet, fished a condom free, chucked them on the dryer, and watched as bright blue panties fell to the floor.