Page 34 of Second Chance for Mr. Alden

She looked at me, her head cocked to the side as a tiny smirk lifted her lips. “Why James Alden. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you sounded jealous.”

I wanted to yell,Of course I’m fucking jealous, but I didn’t. “Jealous? Of what? It’s none of my business who you’ve been with these past nine years.”

“You’re right. It’s not.” Jess stood. Her eyes locked onto mine. She stepped slowly, deliberately, as though she were stalking me.

Instinct insisted I move back, but I held my ground.

The tip of her pointer finger landed on my chest, sliding down an inch before she placed her whole palm on my stomach. She rubbed her hand, caressing my stomach in light circles before sliding back up to my chest.

I sucked in a breath. Her touch set every nerve ending on fire and made me wish for one minute she had moved in the other direction.

Her hand reached up behind my neck to yank me down closer to her. When her teeth tugged at my earlobe, I clamped my mouth shut so I didn’t let out a moan. I had to look like I wasn’t affected by her touch. Her tongue flicked out and traced my ear, before sliding down my neck. My control was about ready to snap.

She pulled away from me and whispered, “What if I said I was thinking of you? Of the last time we were together, and I was screaming your name,James. That you’d made me come at least three times before you even entered me, then filled me, making me beg you to take me harder, faster.”

Thank the fuck I’d turned off my earpiece.

“What the hell are you doing, Jess?” I growled.

My cock, a steel rod at this point, dug into my pants. My heart thundered at how badly I wanted her touch. It took everything in me to fight the urge to push her against the nearest wall and make her mine again. Because that was the word screaming through me right now,

Mine.

She smiled. “You asked what I was thinking. I just thought I’d share.”

I let out a breath. If she kept this up, I didn’t know how I was going to keep resisting her.

Chapter Eight

Jess

Alden was standingtoo damn close.

Sweat trickled down my back as we circled the main room of the party. Heat radiated from my body, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d think I was on fire. My hypersensitive skin chafed at the dress that had once been baby soft against it. The bodice crushed my chest, tightening my lungs, making each breath a struggle. No matter how much I tugged, I could gain no relief.

Alden was standing too damn close. The heat from his body reached for me, lured me in, made me want again what I thought we once had. How could our time together be so vivid in my mind? It had been years and my body still reacted to him like it used to.

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