Page 15 of Unlikely Match

I keep waffling between caring about the contest and only caring about Alex. Though really, if I spent the night and gave in to my every desire, I'd be feeding those two birds with one seed.

"At the start of the night, I posted our shoes to show that we were beginning our evening. Not sure if this is quite the end of it, but it's definitely the end of the part that's appropriate for public consumption. I wonder what will happen tomorrow? Goodnight, everyone!"

Alex reads along, nodding. "Perfect." He looks up the main site on his phone, then chuckles. "That couple that let us out of the basement are babbling about following the rules to the letter being the only way to win. And they seem to have dropped to spot four."

"And us?"

"Tied for first." He sets our phones on the floor next to the nearly-empty food platter. Something in his eyes changes as he gazes at me. "I like your idea about staying the night. But that has nothing to do with the contest."

His huge frame looms over me as we lie across the small sofa. Careful fingertips brush my hair out of my eyes before he sweeps a soft kiss across my lips. "You're the only prize I want, sexy. I need to taste you again. Especially now that we're not trapped, and you can be more comfortable."

Alex calls me sweetheart when we're chatting. When he wants to get physical, he calls me sexy. Does he even notice that? Or realize that something in his look changes when his hands begin to roam across my dress, and tangle in the back of my hair?

This new sensation of being desired so desperately makes me light-headed. It's like I'm floating outside my body as Alex slips off my socks, then my tights. His warm, firm hands guide me back on the couch as he lies over me, keeping one knee on the floor. Every single time he kisses me I feel something new, but this time there's a hunger that takes me by surprise.

Could this be real to Alex? Every single action says so.

His lips coast down my throat, then he pulls my dress down, baring my breasts and devouring them with his mouth and hands. A thumb flicks over my nipple, then I realize his other hand is slipping my dress up and over my hips.

"Let me taste you." His eyes blaze. "I need to feel you come against my tongue again."

I can't speak, but I lift my hips to help him, then spread my thighs.

Alex slings my leg over his shoulder again, diving in as if he's starving for me. Since I have an idea what to expect this time, I can relax a bit more. Every growl, every lick, every caress of his long, thick fingers inside me makes me shiver from head to toe.

It's also bittersweet. When this crazy date is over, and our passionate fling has run its course, how will any other man compare to him?

I choke out a squeal of surprise as his palm lightly smacks my inner thigh. "Focus, sexy. Just look into my eyes, and let everything else go."

I moan again, threading my fingers through his hair as I wriggle and shift under him. His tongue swirls around my clit, then licks straight across it, over and over in a lazy rhythm thatmakes my heart pound. My pussy is soaked, squeezing around his fingers as he strokes a bit faster, and my breathing increases.

How can he read me so well already? His eyes burn into mine as he gives me a slight nod. Tension coils, deep and powerful, igniting some primal part of me that deeply needs this possession. I would never have thought that I'd want a man to control my body. But since it's him, and I already trust him completely, it's completely different.

As my fingers tighten, hips quivering, he digs in harder, licking in quick upward strokes as his fingers move faster.Oh...my…Now that we're alone, he's definitely going to want to sheath that massive cock inside me.

I come in an explosion of stars, my shrieks bouncing off the window as I shake and pulse.

I want this gorgeous man. It might only be for tonight, but maybe that's okay. All these brand new feelings, this lightning-fast intense connection…

Maybe it's not realistic, but just for a little longer, I need to pretend that we have a chance of lasting forever.

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ALEX

Jewel is truly delicious, the gentle salty-sweet flavor of her juices lingering on my tongue. Her shuddering breath, her tiny gasps… Everything she does feels perfect, makes everything come alive.

She trusts me. She wants me.

I should do the right thing tonight and do nothing but snuggle her in bed. Cook her breakfast in the morning, and hold off a few days until she's ready for sex. Yet I honestly don't know if I can wait.

"What?" she laughs. "What is that look for?"

My hands run up her thighs, then skim over the rumpled fabric of her hitched-up dress to caress her breasts. I slip an arm under her as I kiss her slowly, unable to resist pressing the hard ridge of my cock against her open, wet pussy with nothing but my pants between us.

Jewel shudders, her leg wrapped around me. "You're just as naughty as I want to be, that's what," I growl against her lips. "Believe it or not, I'm trying to be a gentleman here."

"Why?"

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