Page 17 of Allured
“I thought you gave it to me because of my catering inquiry.”
“Ez, I thought you were lying about it to get my number.”
We share deadpan looks with each other before we start laughing. Neither one of us stops until there’s tears in our eyes.
“We’re idiots, aren’t we?” I ask playfully as I admire the smile still shining on his face.
“It would seem so.” He nods in agreement. His posture looks less stiff than before.
Another moment passes and I realize how close we have gotten to each other during our little laughing fit. It feels like I’m breathing the same electrically—charged air as him.
I’m still by the entrance of the room, my back a few feet away from the door, and my front only an arm’s length away from Ez. Gone is the crinkle at the edge of his eyes. The previous joyful gleam is replaced with an intense stare that has me squirming in the best way.
“You were phenomenal on stage, Alek.” He says it like a confession, immediately building the tension in the room.
Fuck.I get compliments on my dancing all the time but when did a compliment get my dick hard? Never. Two can play at this game.
“I thought you liked it better when I was in your lap?” I ask, unable to keep myself from flirting and biting down on my bottom lip. “It surefeltlike you liked it.”
Our staredown only lasts a second. Suddenly, I’m pressed against the back of the door, one of Ezekiel’s hands wraps protectively around the back of my head, acting as a cushion, while the other lays flat beside me on the door
“You are quite the tease, aren’t you?” hegrowls. It’s the sound of a man pushed to the brink of his control. Apparently, the constant temptation is all he needs to unleash.
I fuckingknewit. Behind that serious composure and all those pretty words, there is a sex god waiting to be unleashed. And damn if I’m not ready to worship.
“Nah, a tease wouldn’t follow through,” I reply in a strained voice. We are standing so close that my breath mixes with his. Not being able to help it, my eyes dart from his eyes down to his lips and back.
“Kiss me, Ez,” I plead into our hold.
And there’s nothing controlled about the way he kisses me.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
EZEKIEL
Frenzy.
Ifeel I would have perished if my lips didn’t meet Alek’s the very second after he asked me to kiss him. There is nothing I could remember yearning for more than the feeling of Alek’s pillowy lips pressed against mine.
My hand tightens in his hair as all the frustration of this last week seeps into our embrace and our kiss. Mine, the frustration of trying to make myself pretend I didn’t want this, and his, the frustration at my perceived rejection.
I feel Alek’s desperation grow as his lips press more firmly against mine. His hands intertwine in the lapels of my jacket, tugging me closer as if our bodies weren’t already plastered to one another. I feed into the desperation, licking and pleading for entrance past his plush lips. My tongue meets his in a frenzy, our matching moans filling the quiet room with sounds of pleasure and agony.
My hands are gripping him tightly as I refuse to let him move an inch away from me. I’m afraid that the slightest release of my grasp will send him away forever.
It’s been ages since I’ve been intimate with anyone, and never with someone of my gender. As new as this is to me, and as many reservations as I had, everything in this moment feelsright.
I would have been lost in my thoughts if I weren’t already lost in the feeling of Alek surrounding me and guiding me.
Tugging his head back by his hair, I take advantage of the angle and move my mouth along his jaw, down his neck, to the glistening muscles where his shoulder meets his throat.
My lips seal on his skin in a motion that is both a bite and a kiss.
“Fuuuck, angel,please,” Alek begs, his hips incessantly seeking mine.
“No.” My voice has a quiet snarl as I command him. The hand I had previously placed on his shoulder moves down to his hip while I pin him in place against the door.
The lust doesn’t melt away as Alek squirms in my grasp and stares at me with curiosity.
