Page 50 of Jack of Hearts
She craned her neck as he led her off. “They’re going to kill each other.”
“I’m not so sure about that.” He knew that, left alone with Lauren, Court wouldn’t leave her to the resident vultures circling around the sexy new woman. “As far as I know, Court hasn’t killed an aggravating woman yet.”
“There’s always a first time,” she grumbled as they walked into the poolroom.
“Do you play?”
“No, but I’ve always wanted to. Will you teach me?”
Alex immediately had visions of pressing against her back as he showed her how to hold the cue, and his dick stirred awake. “Yeah.” He cleared his throat, the damn thing suddenly gone raspy. “Here you go,” he said, chalking a pool cue before handing it to her. She took it, and he put his hand on her shoulders, turning her toward the table. They had four pool tables in the room, two currently being used, and when the dudes playing eyed Madison, he sent them a death glare.
Once satisfied they got his message, he stepped up behind her, putting his arms around her and his hands over hers on the stick. “I’ve been thinking of having my body wrapped around yours all night,” he said with his mouth pressed against her ear. “Come home with me.” If she wouldn’t come to his place, he’d be at hers, either in her bed or standing sentry on the sidewalk all night, guarding her door. He’d much prefer to guard her while in bed with her.
“Okay.”
He laughed, couldn’t help it. “You’re so easy, Grasshopper.”
“Can’t deny that where you’re concerned.” She wiggled her ass against his erection. “I’m thinking you’re a little easy yourself, Grandfather.”
“You watchedKung Fuwithout me?” He tried to sound affronted, but it pleased him that she’d wanted to know why he’d given her the nickname. “And I’m far from your grandfather,” he said, punctuating his words by snatching the cue stick out of her hands. “We’ll have pool lessons some other day.”
“Will Lauren be okay?” She pulled him toward her friend.
“Court will make sure she gets home safely.”
“Okay, but let me tell her I’m leaving.”
After the friends said their good-byes, he tucked Madison under his arm and led her to the car. On the way to his condo, he tried to think of something to say that didn’t have anything to do with sex. Specifically, sex with her. Nothing occurred to him.
“Are you sure he’ll see that she gets home safely?”
“Hmm? Who?” He put in his code to lift the gate.
“Lauren. Will Court make sure she stays safe? I shouldn’t have left her.”
At his parking space, he turned the key, switching off the engine. “My brother might be acting like a jerk for reasons I can only guess at, but he’ll make sure she gets home without harm.” Surprising him, she leaned across the console, put her hand behind his neck, and pulled his mouth down to hers.
God, yes.Getting a head start in the car hadn’t been on his agenda, but who needed a plan, anyway? She pushed her tongue into his mouth, sighing against his lips, and the only thing stopping him from tearing off her clothes was the sound of another car pulling into the underground garage.
“Let’s go upstairs. I have a bed that’s been dying to meet you.” He got her out of the car, up the elevator, and into his condo, barely managing not to drag her at a run. Had he ever wanted a woman as much as he wanted Madison? Not that he could remember.
“Can I get you anything?” he asked as soon as he’d locked the door behind them. “Wine, water, beer, a bed?” Suddenly, he was nervous. Was he pushing her too soon? From the day she’d walked into Ramon’s billiard room, he’d wanted her. He’d had erotic dreams of her, waking up as hard as a steel rod. He’d often found himself staring off into the distance, thinking of her, wondering what she was doing. Wondering if she ever thought of him.
He had it bad.
“I’ll take the wine and bed, please.” Amusement flickered in her eyes, and one side of her mouth twitched as if she was trying not to smile.
He raised a brow. “Wanna share?” That got him the smile she’d been trying to hide.
“You’ve been vibrating with sexual tension all night. I thought within seconds of walking in you’d have me up against the wall. Instead, you politely offer me something to drink and a bed.”
“Are you disappointed?”Please say yes.
She shrugged. “Maybe.”
“Have I told you how hot you look tonight?” He prowled toward her. “I was sure I’d end up in a fight before I got you out of there. There wasn’t a man in that bar who didn’t want you, but not one of them as much as me.”
He stopped in front of her, and trailed a finger down the valley of her breasts. “This red lace playing peek-a-boo every time you move and this bit of skin have been tantalizing me all night. I’ve been fantasizing about licking you from here”—he touched her bottom lip—“to here.” He slid his finger down the opening of her blouse, and couldn’t stop his satisfied smile when she shivered. “That’s just for a start, Madison. Before the night’s over, my mouth and tongue will know every inch of you.”
