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Elyse hazarded a glance up at his face and found him frowning.She wasn't sure why the frown, so her breath caught in her throat for a moment before she continued.
"I was wondering..."She let her voice trail off, just for a second, then got tired of her own hesitation, took one last drink of her wine and set the empty glass on the coffee table then turned back to face him.The frown was gone, but now he looked confused.Elyse couldn't really blame him.She'd almost managed to confuse herself.
She had tried for several seconds to find the words but kept dismissing everything as sounding stupid.Finally, she gave up on words all together.Instead, she pulled her legs up under her body, then lifted up onto her knees so her head was more level with his, then leaned in.She didn't ask permission or give him a chance to say no but leaned close and covered his lip with hers.
It took him several seconds to respond and Elyse almost pulled away, afraid she'd made a massive mistake.Then he moved.His lips parted and his arms came up to tug her closer and cradle her body against his.He eased her down, until she sat on his lap, their mouths still locked together.There was no denying his attraction to her.Not withthe hard lump of his manhood pressed against her leg.
The question now was how to get him into the bedroom.
Elyse had a few ideas.
CHAPTER15
Mac had been sure he'd screwed things up when he'd slipped and used the endearment from the language he hadn't spoken more than a few words of in more than twenty years, at least that he’d been aware of at the time.Some of his brothers had pointed out him speaking it, but it hadn’t been intentional.Somehow it had felt natural to use the phrase for Elyse.
He'd been so surprised when she'd kissed him instead of telling him to leave, that it took him far longer than it should have to respond.Now, with his arms full of the woman he'd been watching, and craving, for days, he had nowhere else he wanted to be.
With one hand splayed along her back, and the other sliding along her naked thigh, he lost himself in the feeling of her tongue making a slick, cool trail along the shell of his ear while her hands buried themselves in his hair.Then her teeth clasped one lobe and he startled a little.
"How sensitive are you here?"Her words whispered along his skin.
He resisted the urge to pull away and rub his ear, instead he inched his hand farther up her leg in an effort to distract her.It worked because her head fell back, and a low moan escaped her throat as she ground her hips against his.
"How about we get a little more comfortable."He kept his voice soft.
"Sounds good to me, how's the bedroom sound to you?"
"Like heaven, which way?"He picked her up with ease, thankful for the hard work he'd gotten used to over the years for keeping him fit.Following her directions, he carried her into the bedroom and laid her back against the bed before stepping back to toe off his boots.
Elyse sat up and reached to remove her clothes, but he stopped her.
"I want to."Keeping her clothes on and removing them himself would let him keep the pace he wanted.He felt like a green kid getting laid for the first time.The last thing he wanted to do was blow his wad in his jeans.No.Doing it this way would help him stay in control, at least until the time was right.
Elyse cocked one brow at him but laidback without taking anything off.Instead she watched as he tugged his t-shirt off over his head and tossed it aside before moving back over her.
Mac kissed her hard, letting his hands roam her body with a caress here, a squeeze there, seeing how she reacted to each touch.After a moment, he pulled back and moved down her body, palming one breast through her shirt and teasing the other nipple with his lips and teeth, still through the padding of her hoodie.Her fingers wove through his hair again and pulled him closer.as her head fell back against the bed.She groaned and her body arched against him.
She responded to his touch with unrestrained passion, making him want to touch her even more.He wanted to see if he could make her lose all control as he pleasured her, and at the same time, enjoyed what lay between them.He couldn't wait to bury his cock in her.He couldn't help but wonder if she would be as hot and responsive as he did his best to show her as much pleasure as he found with her.
He lay beside Elyse, her body warm, pliant and relaxed in his arms.Staring into the darkness, he couldn't help but remember the moments of passion between them, the way she'd cried out her completion, the way she'd demanded just what she needed to get there, more than once and the sweet words she'd murmured against his chest as she'd fallen asleep a few minutes before.
He should get up and go home, but he couldn't make himself do it.It had been too long since he'd shared his bed, or any bed, with a woman who only wanted him, and not something more.Elyse only cared about him, not about his status with the club, which wasn't much, other than the time he'd been there.She wasn't here for him to buy drinks for before she'd let him get laid.She had invited him over because she had wanted to seduce him.
Mac found himself smiling into the dark at the memory of how adorable she'd been, half drunk and embarrassed as she'd tried to own up to her deceptions.Not that he hadn't been able to see through them from the very beginning.He'd known she hadn't asked him over because she was lonely.What he hadn't known was quite what she'd had in mind.
Not that he would complain.This had been better than he'd hoped for.
His phone rang in the pocket of his jeans, somewhere on the bedroom floor.He muttered a curse as it was Tuck's ring tone, then carefully extracted his arm from under Elyse's head and slid from the bed, trying not to wake her.It took him a moment to find his pants in the dark, but he pulled the phone from his pocket and slipped from the bedroom to answer the call.
"This had better be important."He would have snarled but he couldn't figure out how to do that and whisper too.
"Would I call you at 2 a.m.if it wasn't?"Tuck's voice came back.
"Son of a bitch.What do you need?"
"We've got a situation; I need you at the club house as soon as possible."
Mac sighed and scrubbed one hand across his forehead.
