Page 90 of Get Lost

Chapter Thirty-Three

Alexander’s lips closed over hers, and the motion of his mouth sent rivers of electricity throughout her entire body. She opened up to him and he slipped his tongue inside, toying with hers in slow, tantalizing strokes. She’d always remembered their first kiss fondly, even though she’d been dead set on hating him. He’d known how to kiss even as far back as senior year, and he’d only gotten better with time.

He was a slow, deliberate kisser. There was nothing frantic or rushed in this kiss, just continuous motions that were deep and claiming, directly connecting with her core as if each firm flick of his tongue tugged to make the coil of desire in her belly tighten.

Alexander held her tightly, then pressed her back against the door, using the wood for stability as he snaked his hands down between them so he could cup her bare breasts. He massaged them gently and slowly, each motion of his fingers as deliberate as the strokes of his tongue.

Kelsey moaned into his mouth and he somehow managed to deepen the kiss.

The pressure between her legs grew, heating her from the center of her body outward. He pressed his hips against the apex of her legs and nearly brought her to climax, then he returned his hands to grip her bottom and pulled back to look at her, his gaze flicking back and forth between her eyes.

She breathed heavily, panting to catch her breath.

Alexander’s lips were wet from their kiss and rosier than usual. His tongue slipped out to lick them and Kelsey moaned as a fresh rush of desire shot south. “Jesus, Alex.”

He laughed softly. “Do you know that you only call me Alex when you’re turned on?”

Kelsey’s brows furrowed. “I didn’t know that,Alexander.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “So you’re saying that you’re not turned on right now?”

She nodded.

Alexander shrugged and stepped back, then released her so her feet hit the floor. “Okay. Then let’s go. I still want to show you something.” His gaze flicked to her waist, then down where her thighs were clenched together. “You might want to throw on a different bathing suit, though.”

She looked down, her cheeks heating at the spot of wetness between her legs. Very obvious in the white fabric.

She stripped out of the bottoms, then made them into a slingshot and sent them soaring toward Alexander. Her orange bikini was still hanging on the shower handle after swimming last night, so she slipped into the bathroom and dressed.

When she returned to the bedroom, Alexander waited by the door, a beach towel draped across his shoulders. “All good?”

“Better than good.” Kelsey grabbed her coverup and a towel, and gave him a quick crotch grab as she passed. “Think you’ll be able to walk with that?”

He hissed out a breath, then nodded as he followed behind her. “Don’t worry. I won’t have to walk this way for long.”

“Oh?” Kelsey side-eyed him. “Think you’ve found somewhere to put it?”

He grabbed for her ass but she swatted his hand away. Her pulse sped; they weren’t in the seclusion of their shared bedroom anymore. She looked around the hallway, then into the kitchen as they snuck past.

“It’s late. Everyone’s in bed.”

“Let’s not take any chances.”

“Bonsoir, Kelsey.”

Kelsey froze. Jean-Luc’s voice was a bucket of ice water on her heated skin. The front door of the villa was just a few feet away, and the darkness of the secluded beach just beyond that. They’d almost made it outside without being caught.

Kelsey turned slowly to face Jean-Luc. He stood in the doorway of the kitchen in just a pair of lounge pants sitting low on his hips. Kelsey allowed herself a quick glance—she was human, after all—then met his gaze and offered a polite smile. “Bonsoir, Jean-Luc. What are you doing up?”

“Je t’attendais, belle Américaine.” His smile wavered as his gaze flicked between Kelsey and Alexander, assessing.

Kelsey could feel the heat of Alexander’s body, and not because she’d recently become quite in tune to it. He stood too close, too possessively staking his claim on her.

Jean-Luc’s eyes tightened and he smiled bitterly. “Oui, I see you have moved on.” He motioned to Alexander. “Fais attention, mon ami, Kelsey is a… how you say… cock tease.”

Kelsey’s jaw dropped open, but before she could register his words enough to give him a piece of her mind, Alexander flew past her so quickly she couldn’t move fast enough to stop him. When she reached out for his arm, her hand caught only air.

Asmackechoed through the villa as Alexander’s fist slammed into Jean-Luc’s face.

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