Page 48 of Alluring

"Thanks." Alexis thumbed though the envelopes. Nothing from the hospital. Damn. She would have to find an old invoice and call them. She stopped on an envelope addressed to her written in red cursive lettering. She looked front and back but saw no return address. She laid the rest of the mail on the counter to open the letter. Inside was a single sheet of white paper with the words 'HE IS MINE' written in red block letters across the page.

With a shaky hand, she refolded the note and put it back in the envelope. "Is Jack still in his office or did he go up already?"

Tammy looked up from her computer. "I didn't see him walk by, but I might have missed him. Is everything okay? You look a little pale."

Alexis tried to give her a smile. "I'm fine, just a little headache. I'll stop by his office before heading up. If you see him, let him know I'm looking for him."

"Will do."

Alexis's heels tapped loudly on the marble flooring as she rushed to Jack's office. She knocked on the door before opening it slightly, poking her head in. Jack was at his desk, on the phone.

He waved her over and when she got near, he put his hand over the mouthpiece and asked, "Everything okay?"

When Alexis shook her head, Jack quickly ended his call and put down the phone. "What's wrong?"

"This came in the mail today," she said, handing him the envelope. She set the rest of the mail on his desk.

Jack pulled the paper from the envelope, read it, and looked at Alexis a frown marring his brow. "This came in the mail?"

"Yes."

He scanned the envelope. "It's postmarked Las Vegas, so it was sent locally."

"You don't think Janet would do something like this, do you?"

Jack was still frowning. "I don't know her well enough to know." He took her hand and maneuvered her to his lap. "Whatever this is, I'll take care of it. I don't want you to worry. It's probably some prank, but, just to be on the safe side, I do want you to be extra careful. Okay?"

"Yeah." Alexis laid her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Come on, let's go grab some dinner."

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The next morning Jack sat at his desk in his home office, talking calmly into the phone, feeling anything but calm. More than likely, like the PI he had on the other end of the line said, it was just a prank or a joke. Jack wasn't taking any chances, and he didn't think it was funny. Nothing was funny concerning Alexis's well-being.

"Just look into it and keep me informed," he said, before hanging up the phone.

His head of security had given him Stan Hoover's number. He'd told Jack, the highly skilled PI was well known in the business and had a reputation for working hard to get a job done. Jack wanted this job done fast. The thought of Alexis in danger made him all kinds of crazy.

Jack made his way back to the bedroom. He saw the bed was empty but heard the shower running. He stripped off his sweatpants on his way to the bathroom. He saw her silhouette through the frosted glass door. His dick hardened and like a homing missile, it guided him into the shower.

She jumped, startled, when he reached around her and cupped her tits in his hands. He gave them a gentle squeeze that elicited a small moan from her slightly parted lips. He slowly licked a bead a water that trailed down her cheek as he pushed with his hips gliding his cock through the crevice of her ass.

He lightly trailed a hand over her ribs and down her belly, coming to a stop when he reached her clit. He circled it with a finger, as his other hand pinched and rolled her nipple. This brought out a gasp and a long moan as she pushed back with her ass, rubbing herself harder against him, bracing herself with her hands on the tiled wall.

His mouth latched onto her neck as his fingers slipped through her folds. She was so wet and slick. He loved how fast he could turn her on. He angled her hips and bent his knees as he eased himself inside her. So tight. Pure heaven.

"Turn your head, baby and give me your mouth." He captured her lips, inhaling her heavy pants as he moved inside her. Her breathing stopped for a moment and a shudder overtook her body. Jack moaned as he clutched at her hips, impaling himself deep as his climax shuddered through his body.

He turned her, blocking the spray from her face, with his back. Her eyes were languid. Her cheeks were flushed. Her full lips, a deep rose in the muted light, parted as if begging for a kiss.

"Are you okay?" he asked, supporting her weight as she gained use of her limbs.

Her fingers trailed up his arms to his shoulders. "I will be," she smiled, "as soon as I regain my equilibrium."

He smiled back at her. "Do I sweep you off your feet?"

"Oh, Mr. Cole, you do more than that."

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