Page 8 of Alex (Men of Forbidden Temptation #4)

ALEX

I don’t bother answering her questions.

She won’t remember the questions tomorrow because she’s drunk. Hell, she can’t even walk. At least she’s not as drunk as Kate. I just hope she stays home and alone tonight.

Is this how they de-stresses after Elise gets off work for the weekend? It’s not safe and quite irresponsible. Just look at the guy that was eyeing them tonight.

I don’t want to think about what could have happened if I wasn’t there to intervene. Not that I think Elise is helpless. I know she’s tougher than she appears, but I feel the need to watch over her and protect her.

She laughs and sways a little as she leans against the door, trying to line the key up with the lock.

I reach for her keys and offer to help. “Here, let me help. ”

She glares at me, like I just told her she’s incompetent.

“I can unlock the door, Alex. I’m not a child. I just need the key to be a little smaller.” She snorts and lets out a giggle. “I’d say that’s what she said, but no one in their right mind would want a, umm, key to be smaller.”

Her joke catches me off guard. Out of all the things I could have guessed that would come out of her mouth, this was nowhere on the list.

Except for the night we met, Elise has always appeared to be uptight and prudish, from her conservative work clothing to the things she says.

Maybe this job, her working for my dad, has made her more controlled and tight-lipped. I like her like this and will do anything to bring this side of her out more, especially now that I know it’s in her.

She lets out a frustrated sigh as she drops her hand that’s holding her keys. “Okay, I give up. I can’t do this. The key is too big. I need a smaller one.”

Wrapping my hand around her smaller one, I whisper in her ear. “You didn’t have a problem with the size before.”

My voice is huskier than usual, and my dick hardens past the point of pleasure.

She leans back into me and rests her head on my shoulder. “Can you just do it?”

A deep growl forms in my chest. I plan on doing just that as soon as she helps restart the alarm system and I drive us home.

With my hand still wrapped around hers, I guide the key into the lock and help her unlock the door.

She opens the door and steps inside the dim office building. I follow close behind her and lock the door back.

I place my hand on the small of her back as we walk together to the security room at the back of the building.

Before we get to the room, she glances over at me. “Have you met Peter before?”

Her voice is barely over a whisper, like she doesn’t want him to hear us talking about him.

I shake my head. “No, why?”

Does it really matter if I’ve met him? Have all the other employees met him? Is there something wrong with him? Or is it me she’s worried about?

“No reason. I was just curious.”

There’s something else in her look that I can’t pinpoint. It looks like hesitancy or maybe it’s confusion or understanding.

“Should I be worried about meeting Peter?”

She comes to a stop outside of the room and shakes her head. “I’m starting to put the pieces together.”

“Pieces of what? What are you putting together?”

Just like I left her questions unanswered, she leaves mine hanging in the balance. My thoughts scramble as I try to make sense of what she’s talking about.

Her small fist knocks on the door before she twists the knob and pushes the door open. “Peter?”

A man’s voice sounds from inside the room. “Hey, Elise.”

I follow her into the large room. There are lockers along the wall to the left, monitors hanging on the wall to the right, and a large metal desk in the middle of the room with an ancient computer on top.

Papers are flung haphazardly on the desk, and there’s a large calendar like the one Elise has on her desk, except this calendar has bent pages and entire days scribbled out.

Doodles line the once blank edges of the paper.

I take a few seconds to look at Peter while he’s explaining everything that happened over the past several hours.

His hair is shorter than mine and more brown with hints of red in it. He’s fit and looks like Captain America, but I can see the way he’s looking at Elise.

It’s the same way I look at her. He’s got it bad.

I wonder why she isn’t dating him. Is it because they work for the same company? Or does she not know how he feels about her? Has he kept his feelings locked up?

When she walks over to the wall with all the monitors, I follow her. She seems more steady on her feet, but I’m not taking any chances with her .

Peter clears his throat, causing me to turn around to look at him. He looks worried as his gaze moves from me to Elise.

Does he think I’m going to hurt her?

I turn my gaze back to Elise as she opens a panel on the wall and uncovers a flat screen. As soon as her finger makes contact with the screen, it lights up.

She shifts her weight from her left leg to her right, getting closer to my body. I wrap my arm around her waist while she types in the override code to get into the system settings.

She glances at me and gives me a smile, but doesn’t say anything. As she waits for the system to accept the override code, she leans into my chest.

Elise and I stare at the screen as she enters another code and verifies that she wants to restart the alarm system.

The screen goes black for several moments before returning back to its normal display. She checks all the sensors and cameras to make sure they are online before closing the panel on the wall.

She turns around to face Peter and says, “Okay, you should be all good for the rest of the night. Call me if you need anything else.”

I want to tell him not to call because she’s going to be with me, but I haven’t asked if she wants to go home with me.

She could decide that she wants to go to her house alone. My dick bobs in my pants in protest of that idea .

Peter rubs his hands on his pants leg, like his palms are sweaty from being nervous. “Thank you for leaving the fun and drinks to come out here to help me. Both of you.”

He narrows his eyes at me slightly as he says the last part. I don’t believe he really means it to me. He’s probably happy to see Elise, but he’s not happy I showed up with her.

Elise doesn’t seem to notice the change in his tone. She offers him a polite smile and says, “It’s not a problem. I’ll see you Monday evening.”

I follow her towards the door, and we walk in silence back to the main entrance. My hand is once again on the small of her back, but this time, she’s walking close beside me. Our arms brush against one another with each step we take.

When we are outside, I use her keys to lock the door before steering her toward my car.

She turns her head toward me and inhales deeply.

I look at her, confused. “Do I stink?”

“Nuh uh.” She takes another sniff. “Mmm, you smell really good. Like amber and woods.”

I’ve never had a woman blatantly smell me before. It’s not like anyone has ever told me I stink, but no one has said they like my scent either.

I want Elise to like the way I smell. I want our scents to mingle to become one. I want her to smell like me, so guys like Peter know who she belongs to .

A possessive fire burns inside of me, but as much as I want her, Elise isn’t mine.

At least not yet.

Needing to hear her answer, I ask, “And do you like it?”

I don’t know why I care so much, but I want her to love it.

She stands on her tiptoes to get closer to my face before tilting her head down until her nose is almost touching my neck. It feels intimate, having her this close to me.

She whispers in my ear, “You smell good enough to eat.”

I swallow loudly as I bend down to open the car door for her.

She turns around and faces me, our bodies touch from our chests to our groins. Her blue eyes are cloudy, but she’s staring at me like I’m the greatest fucking guy in the world.

I help her get settled in the passenger seat and turn around to head to the driver’s side, but she wraps her fingers around my wrist and pulls me toward her.

Ducking my head to keep from slamming my head into the door frame, I look her over to make sure everything is alright.

Her lips crash into mine in a heated frenzy, and for a few moments, I give in and let her kiss me.

Her tongue darts into my mouth, tasting me like her life depends on it as her hands wrap around my neck .

I brace one hand on the center console and the other on the headrest to keep from falling as Elise continues to explore my mouth.

She tastes sweeter than honey. It’s intoxicating and addicting. Her fingers tread themselves into the hairs at the base of my neck.

I want to feel her as I taste her. Lifting my hand off the center console, I trail my fingers from her thigh to her stomach before stopping at her breast.

She arches her back and pushes her plump breast into my hand. I rub my finger over her nipple, enjoying the way it hardens for me.

A soft moan comes from her mouth, urging me to continue.

I kiss my way down her neck as my hand moves to her other nipple. When I suck on her pulse point, I gently pinch her nipple.

The moan that comes out of her mouth is both desperate and pleading. My cock tries to push past the confines of my clothing to get closer to Elise and those delectable sounds she’s making.

“My house?” I ask a second before my lips crash into hers.

Her fingers claw at the back of my shirt. She hastily pulls the fabric from my pants before slipping her hand up my back and pulling me closer to her. Her other hand grasps my erection through my pants.

Fuck.

I want her more than anything right now .

“Elise, you need to tell me if you want to go to your place alone or come with me to mine.”

She continues to stroke my cock through my pants, and my hips press closer to her. If she continues this, I’ll blow my load like a horny teenager.

Grabbing her hand, I lift it until it is over her head.

“Elise.” I say her name like a warning.

I don’t want to play games. If she wants me, then she’ll have me, but I won’t decide for her.

She looks up at me with hooded eyes. “Yes. I want you. I want to spend the night with you fucking me until I can’t walk tomorrow.”

“I can make that happen, baby girl.”

Her eyes darken at my pet name.

“Do you like being called baby girl?”

She nods her head. “More than I care to admit.”

Her gaze moves to the interior of my car.

I cup her chin and gently turn her head until she’s looking at me. I soften my expression and say, “Don’t be ashamed. I want to please you in every way possible. I want you to tell me what you like and don’t like.”

She takes a deep breath and blurts out, “Well, in that case, I fucking love when you pinch my nipples.”

A grin forms on my face as my hand finds her nipple and gently pinches it between my thumb and pointer finger .

She closes her eyes and lets out a long moan. “Yeah, like that.”

I find her other nipple and pinch it a little harder and am rewarded with a moan.

My cock strains against my pants. “As much as I love hearing you moan for me here, I want you to scream my name as I cum inside you.”

“Then take me to your place and fuck me.”

She places a chaste kiss on my lips before grabbing the seatbelt and buckling herself up.

I step back and close the passenger door.

A strangled cry sounds from behind me. When I turn around, Peter shoots daggers my way.

I don’t speak as I walk around my car to the driver’s side. Before getting in, I give him one last look. I don’t want to rub it in, but I’m thankful Elise didn’t turn me down and I have to deal with handling things myself.

Horny and eager to continue this, I speed the entire way home.