Seduction (Club Destiny 3)

Leaning around her, he opened the truck door, snatching her bag from the seat before taking her hand in his and leading her into the house. He didn’t say a word and she was afraid to ask what they were doing because she had an idea.

Would he take her straight to his bedroom?

“Hungry?” He asked when he opened the refrigerator door.

Was that a rhetorical question, she wondered. She was hungry all right, but it wasn’t food she wanted.

“I’m good.” She answered, only a few feet separating them in his open kitchen.

This was the part she had trouble with. She couldn’t wrap her mind around how she was supposed to act. If they were, in fact, going to have sex, would he just take her to the bedroom and get it over with? That’s not how it happened in the books she read, or the ones she wrote, but hell, those weren’t real. Were they?

“You can change in the bathroom.” Alex said, pulling her brain back to present.

Change? What was she going to change into?

Oh, good grief. Her mind was in the gutter. They had come to his house to go swimming and apparently that was still his intention. Letting her gaze rake over him, she noticed the hard outline behind the zipper of his jeans. He obviously still wanted her, so why was he thinking about swimming?

“I’ll meet you out back.” Alex said, a small smile teasing his lips before he turned away.

Ashleigh grabbed her bag from the counter and went in search of the bathroom. The last time she’d been at his house, she hadn’t seen much of it, other than the dining room and the kitchen. Now, with the chance to explore for a moment, she was curious as to how Alex lived.

As it turned out, the guest bathroom was off the living room, down the same hall that led to what appeared to be the master bedroom. Feeling a little bold, Ashleigh glanced into his room, taking in the warmth that greeted her.

Just like the rest of the house, the bedroom was rich with dark colors and wood accents. The bed was made, which wasn’t surprising for a man who always needed to be in control, and there was no clutter. The heavy wooden furniture fit nicely in the oversized room, and all of it tied together to fit the man perfectly.

For a brief moment, she could imagine herself sprawled out on his bed, his gloriously naked body above her, as he drove his cock relentlessly into her, over and over until she couldn’t contain the orgasm that would skyrocket her into another world.

Jerking from her reverie, Ashleigh glanced around nervously, praying Alex wasn’t standing beside her, watching as she fantasized about what it would be like to... well, what it would be like.

Sneaking back the way she came, Ashleigh slipped into the bathroom to change. She was a little nervous about donning a bathing suit in front of Alex, especially after what had happened a few minutes before. Nervous, yet excited.

Stripping off her clothes in record time, she pulled on the hot pink bikini and looked at her reflection in the full length mirror on the door. Well, the good news was that her skin wasn’t as bright as the bathing suit. The bad news was that her skin was flush, and she was pretty sure she was glowing.

She felt like a different woman than the one who woke up that morning. Her body was alive with all sorts of feelings, sexual tension coursing through her veins. Could this be it? Could today be the day when she finally succumbed to the overwhelming urges that had been building in her for years? If her body had anything to say about it, she would.

Glancing in the mirror, Ashleigh smoothed her hair down and smiled. “Stop smiling, you goof.” She told the reflection staring back at her.

Despite what had happened in the garage and the emboldened way she felt, something seemed off about Alex. She knew he couldn’t be nervous. The man had probably been with a thousand women... and didn’t that thought make her sick to her stomach.

With the smile successfully wiped away, Ashleigh pulled her clothes back on over her swimsuit before wandering through the house and into the backyard. From her spot on the patio, she had a perfect view of the perfect man. And she only thought seeing him in gym shorts and a t-shirt had been riveting. That’s only because she hadn’t seen him without a shirt.

Alex was standing by the pool, wearing a pair of swim shorts that were longer than the running shorts he had worn, but the absence of a shirt made her mouth water. With his back to her, Ashleigh outlined every hard angle and toned muscle with her eyes. Across his back, from shoulder blade to shoulder blade, from his neck down to just above his waist was a tattoo of what looked like a tiger’s face, the eyes a brilliant teal blue.

As if the guy could get any sexier. Holy crap!

His shoulders and arms were corded with well used muscles while his back was brawny and ripped. A narrow waist and trim hips caught her eye right before she stopped and ogled his extremely fantastic behind. The man was masculinity in its finest form.