“Yes,” she hissed, tilting her head back when he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. She’d never felt anything like this before. Had no idea that a man sucking on her breasts could give her such overwhelming pleasure. As he drew on her breast, she felt an echoing pulse low in her pussy. It just kept growing and growing. Alex didn’t know how much more she could take.
He glided his hands down her sides, following the indent of her waist before flaring over her hips. He slid them to the front and yanked at the snap of her jeans. It made a loud pop. Gripping the zipper with his fingers, he pulled the tab downward.
She thought he would touch her then and held her breath in anticipation. Instead, he shoved her jeans down around her knees. His fingers left goose bumps on her thighs as he trailed them back up to her waist. His thumbs hooked into the sides of her cotton bikini underwear, but he didn’t tug them down. Instead, he teased her skin with his thumbs.
“Joshua.” She sounded petulant, but she didn’t care. She wanted him to ease the ache inside her.
He gave her nipple one final suck before releasing it. “What?” His tone was so incredibly gentle and caring it brought tears to her eyes.
“Do something?” she wailed.
“Anything in particular?” he teased. His eyes, so brown they were almost black, were filled with lust, but beneath it she saw tenderness as well.
“Touch me.”
“Where?”
She grabbed his hand and shoved it down the front of her panties. “Here,” she gasped as his finger grazed her clitoris. “Oh, yeah,” she groaned, sliding her hips forward and back so that his finger rubbed against the hard nub.
Joshua laughed as he went down on one knee in front of her. He grasped her panties in one hand, tugging them downward until they caught on her jeans. She couldn’t open her legs very wide with her clothing around her knees, but it was enough.
He leaned forward, inhaling as he nuzzled her pubic hair. “Your scent is intoxicating, Alex. Like honey and spice. And you’re not even in full heat yet.” She could hear the wonder in his voice.
She still didn’t like the whole idea of being in heat, but at this moment, she didn’t care. All she wanted was to reach for the orgasm that was growing inside her. She’d given them to herself, but she’d never had one that involved a man. She knew it would be different somehow. Richer. Fuller.
Alex leaned back against the sink for support, the porcelain cold against her bottom. Her fingers dug into the rim for support as she spread her legs as far as they could go.
His finger dipped just inside her slit and he withdrew it, bringing it to his mouth. His tongue darted out to lick the moisture from the tip. “Sweet.” His eyes seemed to burn with some inner fire. “Your pussy is hot and wet and it’s all for me, isn’t it, Alex?”
“Yes.” Of course it was for him. Did he see anyone else here?
He spread the lips of her sex wide with his thumbs and dragged his tongue over her clitoris. She cried out, unable to stop herself. She could smell her own arousal wafting in the air around her and it made her hotter. She felt sensual and ripe, ready for whatever lay ahead.
The rasp of his tongue was heavenly and she pumped her hips back and forth, absorbing every single sensation. Her breasts swayed with every movement. The tips were still moist from his earlier attention and the cool air of the room drifted over them. The sensation of the colder air on her nipples and the heat between her legs was incredibly arousing. Her scalp tingled, her skin felt stretched tight over her frame. Every inch of her was ready, screaming for completion.
He shifted one of his hands, sliding it further down her moist, plump lips. There was no hesitation as he pressed two thick fingers into her core. He was barely inside her when she felt her inner muscles clamp down hard. Her entire body convulsed. She released her hold on the sink and grabbed Joshua instead, clinging to him for support. Fluid gushed from between her legs and she cried out at the incredible sense of release. It seemed to go on forever, but she knew it was probably less than a minute. When her legs seemed to crumple from beneath her, he caught her, holding her easily upright in his arms.
It took her a few minutes to come back to herself. She felt tired, but strangely energized at the same time. She smiled at him and he surged to his feet, planting a hard, hot kiss on her lips before releasing her. She swayed slightly as he tugged her underwear and jeans back into place and pulled the cups of her bra back over her breasts, hooking the front closure.
He was finished, she suddenly realized. “What about you?” Her voice was deeper than usual and she could hear the invitation in it. She wanted to see his erection, touch it and take it into her body. As if in agreement, her core tightened and released, making her moan.
He reached down and adjusted the front of his pants. “Not now. If and when I take you it will be in a safer place. I’ll need hours to fuck you the way I want to, not just a few minutes.”
Alex took her sweatshirt when he handed it to her, automatically pulling it on and pushing up the sleeves. “I don’t understand.”
He brushed his fingers through her hair. “I know, Alex. For now all you need to know is that I wanted to do that for you. You needed the release to help ease the emotional turmoil of all you’d been through.” He stepped away. “Besides, you haven’t met any of the eligible males from the Wolf Creek pack. You might decide you want one of them instead.”
The warm glow that had enveloped her quickly dissipated to be replaced by icy anger. “Let me get this straight. You just brought me to a screaming orgasm in, of all places, a public restroom, and you think I may want another guy to go to bed with me. What kind of woman do you think I am? No.” She held up her hand. “Don’t answer that. I think it’s obvious what you think of me. In my neighborhood that kind of woman has a very unflattering name.” She drew in a deep breath and picked up her leather jacket. “From now on don’t do me any favors, okay?”
Not giving him time to answer, she strode toward the door, flicked the lock and yanked it open. “Are you coming?”
“I wish,” he muttered under his breath.
The only indication she gave that she’d heard him was to tilt her nose in the air. Hah. He shouldn’t hold his breath.
“Yeah, I’m coming.” He looked as if he had plenty more to say, but she didn’t care to listen.
Turning her back to him, she hurried down the hall toward the front door of the diner. She couldn’t believe what she’d just done. She’d given herself body and soul to a man who’d only touched her because he thought she needed the physical release. She was absolutely mortified and embarrassed, not to mention incredibly hurt. She blinked hard to rid herself of the tears that threatened. She’d shed more than enough tears this morning. He wasn’t worth them.
No wonder it hadn’t been a big deal to him if he fucked her or not. He’d kept himself detached from the situation, not emotionally involved at all. She must have imagined the caring she’d seen in his eyes.
Chalk it up to experience on his part and lack thereof on hers. From now on, she’d keep her hormones contained and her sexual urges to herself. There was no way she’d allow Joshua Striker another chance to humiliate her.
Chapter Five
James downshifted, his hands smooth and steady on the gears as he brought the vintage sports car to a halt behind a bus and a truck, both of which were stopped at a traffic light. He glanced in the rearview mirror, satisfied that no one was on his tail. He tried not to think about Alex. He had to assume that Joshua would keep her safe.