orgasm, he couldn’t seem to make his feet move.
Suddenly, she lifted her sultry blue gaze to him. “Need something?”
A loaded question. Yes! In fact, he feared he’d gone beyond wanting her to needing her.
Luc drew in a shaky breath. No. He just needed to get laid. His sex drive had finally reasserted itself after Kimber and Deke’s decision to become a couple—and exclude him. Alyssa just happened to be the first female in a fifty-foot radius.
Except . . . if he’d met her yesterday and she looked like she’d be the sort of mother he had in mind, he would have hustled her into bed and into a relationship as fast as he possibly could. He didn’t just want her; he was beginning to like her. And that made her all the more dangerous.
Nor did her pretty pink nipples, hard and bobbing on the water’s surface, help clear his thoughts.
“Alyssa, don’t do this to me.” God, he barely recognized his own voice. “Please.”
She raised a brow at him, dragged the loofah across one breast, over her nipple, licked her lips, and let loose a little whimper. Luc staggered back, gripping the doorknob. The silk that had rubbed against her pussy all day filled his hand. She was everywhere, frying his brain, searing his blood. This had train wreck written all over it, and his craving for her was about to jump the tracks.
“Do what? You’re in my bathroom.”
He fisted his hands and counted to ten, eyes closed. “Shut the goddamn door next time.”
“I’m used to living alone. If you don’t like the view, don’t come in.”
She was being intentionally obtuse.
Swearing, he opened his eyes. “If you don’t stop teasing me, you won’t like what happens next.”
Because he felt like a pressure cooker about to explode. What he’d done to her the last time he’d spent the night with her would look like gentle hand-holding compared to the need charging through his bloodstream. If he unleashed that on her, God help them both.
Alyssa merely sent him a calm, considering glance. “Then leave.”
He exhaled roughly and stared at the ceiling. “I’m trying.”
“Let me help you,” Tyler offered, his voice mere inches behind Luc.
As Luc turned, the bouncer shouldered his way in, drifting farther into the little bathroom. He moaned appreciatively at the sight of Alyssa bathing. “Damn, you look gorgeous, baby. Where’s a camera when I need it?”
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” Luc demanded. “Get out!”
Tyler glared over his shoulder. “What are you doing here?”
“I’ve been staying here since Homer gave my room away.” Luc crossed his arms over his chest. “How did you get in?”
The bouncer sent him a gloating smile. “I have a house key.”
Those five words jolted Luc. Yes, he’d suspected they were lovers, but this sealed the deal.
If Alyssa was going to let Tyler barge in and stay, Luc couldn’t remain here, knowing they were fucking—or worse, hearing them. Getting out was his only option.
Yet he couldn’t make himself walk out and leave her to share her bed with Tyler.
The other man reached around him and grabbed a towel off the rack and held it up. “Out you go. I need to see you.”
Alyssa speared him with an impatient glare. “Now?”
Tyler nodded. “I tried to call and tell you I was on my way.”
“I think I left my phone in Luc’s SUV. ” She sighed. “Can’t a girl get some peace?”
Despite her protest, Alyssa stood, water cascading down her golden skin, nipples beaded and dripping. The sight charged Luc’s need for her again. Turbo-juiced and on fire, his sex drive overloaded his good sense.
“Let’s go,” Tyler demanded.
“She stays with me,” he snarled.
Shaking her head, Alyssa sent him a smile of apology. “This must be urgent. Hopefully, Tyler and I won’t be too long.”
What was urgent? Tyler’s need to fuck her? Couldn’t be more urgent than his own.
Damn, Luc couldn’t believe that Alyssa had chosen the beefy caveman over
Suddenly, she lifted her sultry blue gaze to him. “Need something?”
A loaded question. Yes! In fact, he feared he’d gone beyond wanting her to needing her.
Luc drew in a shaky breath. No. He just needed to get laid. His sex drive had finally reasserted itself after Kimber and Deke’s decision to become a couple—and exclude him. Alyssa just happened to be the first female in a fifty-foot radius.
Except . . . if he’d met her yesterday and she looked like she’d be the sort of mother he had in mind, he would have hustled her into bed and into a relationship as fast as he possibly could. He didn’t just want her; he was beginning to like her. And that made her all the more dangerous.
Nor did her pretty pink nipples, hard and bobbing on the water’s surface, help clear his thoughts.
“Alyssa, don’t do this to me.” God, he barely recognized his own voice. “Please.”
She raised a brow at him, dragged the loofah across one breast, over her nipple, licked her lips, and let loose a little whimper. Luc staggered back, gripping the doorknob. The silk that had rubbed against her pussy all day filled his hand. She was everywhere, frying his brain, searing his blood. This had train wreck written all over it, and his craving for her was about to jump the tracks.
“Do what? You’re in my bathroom.”
He fisted his hands and counted to ten, eyes closed. “Shut the goddamn door next time.”
“I’m used to living alone. If you don’t like the view, don’t come in.”
She was being intentionally obtuse.
Swearing, he opened his eyes. “If you don’t stop teasing me, you won’t like what happens next.”
Because he felt like a pressure cooker about to explode. What he’d done to her the last time he’d spent the night with her would look like gentle hand-holding compared to the need charging through his bloodstream. If he unleashed that on her, God help them both.
Alyssa merely sent him a calm, considering glance. “Then leave.”
He exhaled roughly and stared at the ceiling. “I’m trying.”
“Let me help you,” Tyler offered, his voice mere inches behind Luc.
As Luc turned, the bouncer shouldered his way in, drifting farther into the little bathroom. He moaned appreciatively at the sight of Alyssa bathing. “Damn, you look gorgeous, baby. Where’s a camera when I need it?”
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” Luc demanded. “Get out!”
Tyler glared over his shoulder. “What are you doing here?”
“I’ve been staying here since Homer gave my room away.” Luc crossed his arms over his chest. “How did you get in?”
The bouncer sent him a gloating smile. “I have a house key.”
Those five words jolted Luc. Yes, he’d suspected they were lovers, but this sealed the deal.
If Alyssa was going to let Tyler barge in and stay, Luc couldn’t remain here, knowing they were fucking—or worse, hearing them. Getting out was his only option.
Yet he couldn’t make himself walk out and leave her to share her bed with Tyler.
The other man reached around him and grabbed a towel off the rack and held it up. “Out you go. I need to see you.”
Alyssa speared him with an impatient glare. “Now?”
Tyler nodded. “I tried to call and tell you I was on my way.”
“I think I left my phone in Luc’s SUV. ” She sighed. “Can’t a girl get some peace?”
Despite her protest, Alyssa stood, water cascading down her golden skin, nipples beaded and dripping. The sight charged Luc’s need for her again. Turbo-juiced and on fire, his sex drive overloaded his good sense.
“Let’s go,” Tyler demanded.
“She stays with me,” he snarled.
Shaking her head, Alyssa sent him a smile of apology. “This must be urgent. Hopefully, Tyler and I won’t be too long.”
What was urgent? Tyler’s need to fuck her? Couldn’t be more urgent than his own.
Damn, Luc couldn’t believe that Alyssa had chosen the beefy caveman over
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