Lead Player - Alex Grayson Page 0,5
want something more substantial. Or at least I want a woman who wants me for me, not for what my name can give them.
I don’t know Eve from Adam—fitting, right?—but unless she’s a damn good actress, she has no clue who I am. Of course, that’s probably because I’ve changed my appearance a lot since the last time I was in the public eye.
The night air is cool but refreshing when we step through the door. I come to a stop and wait for her to point out her car.
“I’m there.” She gestures to a newer model SUV.
“Are you okay to drive?”
“Yep. My drinks have been light on vodka, heavy on the cranberry.”
I move us in the direction of her car. “I’ll follow you. That cool?”
She rummages in her purse and a second later pulls out a set of keys. “Yeah.”
The lights on her SUV blink when she presses the key fob. Before she can pull open the door, I spin her around and press her back against the metal.
“I need to taste you again before I walk away,” I murmur against her lips.
She doesn’t give me time to lean down to kiss her. Instead, she laces her fingers in my hair and pulls me down to her. I groan into the kiss, seriously contemplating taking her right here. This part of the parking lot isn’t well lit, so as long as we’re quiet, no one would know.
I nix the idea completely. There’s no fucking way I’ll take the chance of someone walking up on us. Eve may not really be mine, but for tonight she is, and fuck if I’ll let anyone else see what I know will be a stunning body.
Reluctantly, I grab her hand from my hair, kiss the back of it, and take a step back.
“You need to leave before I decide that right here is a good place to fuck you.”
She makes matters worse when her tongue darts out to lick away the evidence of our kiss from her lips. And by the sexy tilt of her mouth, she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.
“See you there,” she purrs over her shoulder as she climbs into her car.
I crowd Eve against the wall as soon as we’re through her door. I don’t take the time to look around. My only mission at the moment is to taste as much of her body as I can.
Grabbing her wrists, I place her palms flat on the wall. “Keep them there,” I order gruffly.
She tosses a sultry look over her shoulder that has my dick turning impossibly hard. Gathering her hair to one side, I expose her slender neck. Skimming my lips over the smooth skin, I kiss a path to the small strap of her dress. Her head tilts to the side, silently letting me know she wants more. I use my bristly chin to move the strap off of her shoulder.
She moans and presses her ass against my groin. Gripping her hips, I hold her in place and grind against her. Needing more, I smooth my hands down to the end of her dress, dip them beneath the soft material, and slide my hands back up her thighs, taking her dress with me. When the plump globes of her ass come into view, I groan. There’s a tiny string wedged between her ass cheeks, and I want to remove it with my teeth.
“God damn,” I breathe. “Now that is a sight I’ll never forget.”
I drop to my knees behind her and smooth my hands over her cheeks. Her ass is fucking phenomenal. I could spend hours admiring it.
I press a kiss and take a little nibble on one side before moving to the other. She trembles and lets out a soft whimper.
Gripping the sides of her thong, I slowly slide them over her hips and down her legs. She lifts one foot then the other, and I toss them to the side.
“Open your legs wider.”
She complies, and I move my hands back up her legs, feeling the wetness on her thighs before I even graze her pussy with my fingertips. She arches, thrusting her ass out, as she lets out a deep moan.
“Inside me. Put them inside me,” she begs, her voice throaty.
“You want me to fuck you with my fingers?”
“Yes,” she hisses.
Sliding a finger to her entrance, I trace the opening a couple of times before I push it inside.
She’s so goddamn warm and tight.
I add a second finger and work her pussy over