Fated An Alpha Male Romance - K. Alex Walker Page 0,18

and brought out, something inside of me that I thought had died years ago on a farm in Lafayette.”

“And what was that?” he asked.

“The version of me that felt free. Fun. Centered.”

He drew closer. “So, which version of Alexandra Miller feels the best?”

Ethan’s voice vibrated off my ear drums in a deeper tone than normal, and I became painfully aware of the throbbing between my thighs. My arousal only increased my desire for him, but I loved the feeling of struggling to remain in control when I so desperately wanted to fall out of it. I had no idea what he was doing to me, but I felt that if you were to look close enough, you could see where he controlled me with strings. The difference was that I actually wanted those strings. I wanted to desire him. Fear was the only reason I fought it.

“I like the version of me with you inside,” I found myself replying, shocking me to my core although I hoped I didn’t show it. My legs parted and he slipped his hand underneath my dress until he’d made it to my thigh.

“Where inside of you?” He trailed his fingers over the dampness on the outside of my panties. “Here?”

I shook my head and touched a finger to my mouth. “No. Here.”

“Alexandra!”

The call came from outside the kitchen’s front door. It was definitely Roderick’s voice, which really should have startled me into some form of shame or desire to pull myself together, but my legs only parted wider. Ethan’s fingers weaved their way into my panties and stroked the throbbing nub that I’d guiltily wanted to explore myself a few times over the years.

“Alexandra, where are you?” Roderick called again.

Ethan’s fingers meandered until they found their way inside me, his thumb still stroking my clit on the outside.

“Think I can make you come before he gets in here?” he asked, the deep timbre of his voice laced with arousal.

Roderick’s head came poking around the corner and my breath caught, but still my legs went wider. All it would take was him entering the room fully and taking a few steps to the right to get a clear view of what was going on behind the table, but even that didn’t give me enough reason to stop.

“Hey honey,” I greeted, ensuring not to sound like I was on the verge of orgasm. “I was just talking to Dr. Stewart about what we spoke about earlier.”

He stopped in the doorway. “Is that right?”

“Yes, my love.”

“Back here by yourself?”

“It was too loud out front.”

“And what about this romantic set-up?”

I laughed. “This…this wasn’t for us.”

“Well, we have people to meet and pictures to take,” he slowly added as though trying to determine how much of what I was saying was truth. “I don’t want our time here tonight to be a complete waste. Did you accomplish what you set out to do?”

Ethan’s fingers flickered faster and I struggled not to wiggle in the chair. It was amazing that fingers could feel that good moving inside of me, and how much I meant what I’d said before. I wanted to feel his weight in my mouth. I wanted to put my mouth somewhere that, if my mother ever found out, would cause her to keel over from a massive heart-attack. I had no idea what my father would do if he found out, nor was I curious.

“Yes,” I answered. “Let me just finish up here and I’ll be right out.”

“No. You come now.”

Ethan’s fingers stopped. He and Roderick locked glares. I discreetly shook my head; I didn’t want him getting in the middle of anything going on between Roderick and I. At the end of the day, Roderick wasn’t what I’d consider a bad person. He was critical because he’d been raised so high-strung. He was disconnected from the general population for the same reason — the spoon in his mouth that he’d been born with had been made of platinum. He demanded respect, which included doing the things he asked at the very moment he asked for them. Like my father, he could be stressful, but he wasn’t malicious.

“Sweetheart, please?” I pleaded. “I’ve told you since day one how important your campaign is to me. We just need to finish hashing out the details.”

“Then I’ll stay back here with you.” He started forward, but I put up a hand to stop him.

“Honey, you work the room out there and Dr. Stewart and I will figure out the details