Dangerous Temptations(52)

He was keeping me waiting and I hated that. My body was buzzing, begging  for his hands and mouth to be on me. He released my hand and started  slowly unbuttoning his shirt. I watched as his eyes grazed up and down  my body, his tongue licking over lips.

He threw his shirt off and knelt in front of me, spreading my legs even  wider. "Hook your legs around me, sweetheart … " I did as he said,  crossing my ankles around his neck. I felt him feather soft kisses on my  thigh as his hand wrapped around my knee. He tilted his head up to lock  eyes with me and smirked. "And don't forget to hang onto the edge."         

     



 

As usual, he didn't disappoint. I gripped the edge as I screamed out his  name. My head fell back as I squeezed my legs and came again. He wasn't  satisfied until he pinned my hips down and made me come a third time.

"Stand up." As soon as I did, he spun me around. "Hands flat on the  desk," he ordered, gently pushing my back down so my ass was against his  front. With the added height from my shoes, he had complete access to  me. "That's it, sweetheart."

I felt him rub in between my legs again, coating his fingers with my  arousal. I moaned, whimpering his name. I was ready to feel him. I  wanted him inside me.

"Alex … " I pleaded, spreading my legs out further. He removed his hand,  and I heard him remove his pants and kick them off to the side.

"Tell me what you need, baby."

"I want it hard," I began. "Deep." Then continued, "I want you to make me scream."

He chuckled, pressing a hand to my back and roaming it up my spine.  "Yes, all of it, sweetheart. But first … " he paused, wrapping a hand  around my chest and palming my breast. "You need to find your next  clue," he said, pressing his lips to my ear.

"How do I do that?" I asked eagerly.

"Open the desk drawer."

He leaned back as I slid one hand down the desktop and opened the  drawer. Inside was a note. I only wear these with a collared shirt, but  tonight, you'll be wearing it.

I grinned although he couldn't see and responded, "Your tie."

"Good girl." He leaned down and kissed down my back. I heard him grab  the tie off his shirt and loosely brush it down my ass. "Pull your head  up." I felt him wrap it around my head, covering my eyes up. "Good." He  gently pushed my head back down and repositioned my body.

"It was already dark in here," I said, wondering what he was really up to.

"It won't be for long," was all he said in response. I felt him walk  away and seconds later, heard a light switch flick on. "I want to watch  every part of you, sweetheart. But I want you to only feel. No watching.  No touching. Only feeling."

I gasped as I felt his hands on me again, gripping my hips, and pulling  my ass out to him. He squeezed my cheeks, spreading me apart and  stroking the tip of him against my clit. He continued working me until  he was soaked with my juices and pushed inside, filling me deep and  hard. I gasped, moaning out at the intense buildup he was creating.

"Let me hear you, Mac … " He quickened the pace, driving into me harder and faster. "Louder."

I could feel the climax building stronger, his fingers gripping into my  hips as I screamed out his name. "Yes, that's it. Christ, baby. That was  perfect." I could hear our arousals mixing together as our bodies  pressed into each other.

I cried out as he pulled out and grabbed me, carrying me in his arms.  "Hold on." I wrapped my arms around his neck, anxious to know where he  was taking me. I felt him lay me in the middle of the bed sideways, so  my legs and arms hung off the edge. "Keep your arms up, baby. Spread  those legs."

I felt his hands on me, rubbing in between my breasts, rubbing my  nipples in between his fingers before sliding down and rubbing my clit  again. My hips bucked in response, greedy to have him inside me again.

"Lift your legs." His voice was deep, hoarse, and I complied  immediately, putting them straight up in the air. I felt him position  himself against me and push my legs toward my chest as he entered back  inside me.

My body hugged him so tightly that I could barely take it. I knew I was  close and wouldn't last much longer. He kept the pace up, thrusting in  and out until we came together screaming.

He pulled his tie off my eyes and smiled. "You are the most beautiful  woman I've ever met, Mac, but when you come … there's just no describing  it." He leaned down and softly kissed my lips, resting his body in  between my legs that were lying lifelessly on the bed.

"You sure have an infatuation with watching me come, don't you?" I teased.

"My favorite thing in the world." He flashed a sly grin.         

     



 

He moved us under the covers and pressed our chests together as we lay  there. My body needed a break, and I was ready to pass out.

"There is one more clue … " he said breaking the silence.

I tilted my head up to look at him with leery eyes. "If it requires any kind of heavy breathing or aerobics, I'm tapping out."

He smirked, shaking his head. "It doesn't. I promise."

"All right. What is it?"

"It's in the bathroom. Go find it."

I sighed, wanting to lay there with him just a bit longer. "Okay." I  grabbed one of the sheets and wrapped it around my body, making my way  to the bathroom. I had no idea what he was up to or what I was looking  for, but the moment I flicked the lights on, I saw it …

"Oh my god … " I clasped my mouth with both hands as I read the message on the mirror.

Say yes.

I stood there, staring at the words written in red lipstick. I heard him  behind me and quickly turned around to Alex kneeling down on one knee. I  noticed he quickly put his pants back on as he held out a sleek, black  ring box.

"Oh my god … " I said again, tears in my eyes as it finally sunk it what he was about to ask me.

"Mac … " He looked so fucking adorable, his voice so sweet and soft as he continued, "Sweetheart, will you marry me?"

I unclasped my hands and screamed, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" I laughed nervously  as he smiled and stood up, pulling me into his arms. "Oh my god … " I  panted, trying to catch my breath. "I can't believe you planned all  this!"

He cupped my face and brought his lips to mine, kissing me fiercely and  without control. Slowly, he broke the kiss and leaned his forehead  against mine whispering, "I love you."

I smiled up at him and whispered back, "I love you, too."





Epilogue

Alex



Four years and nine months later …



As I unbuttoned my chef's coat, I stared at my beautiful wife and son  sleeping peacefully in our bed. He was cradled by her side, with one arm  wrapped over her swollen belly. Only two years old and he was already  protective of his soon-to-be little sister.

Ever since opening up our new restaurant, Elizabeth Rose-named after  both of our mothers-I've been working late making sure everything ran  smoothly. Fortunately, Mac worked from home so she could stay home with  Colton. Her boss had been very accommodating ever since the launch of  her new baby and maternity fashion blog started bringing in ten times  the advertising revenue than her old one.

"Mac … " I whispered. She didn't budge, so I carefully picked up Colton  and carried him to his own bed. I leaned down and kissed his forehead  before turning the light off and shutting the door.

I walked to the bathroom and turned the shower on, needing to get the  kitchen smell off me. I smiled as I thought about the events of my day. I  never would've guessed five years ago that I'd be a chef at my own  restaurant in New York City. Once my dad and I made amends, he signed my  full trust fund over to me, and I went to culinary school. Once I  finished, I spent months training with top chefs in five-star  restaurants and learning new techniques that I eventually mastered and  brought into my own restaurant.

It wasn't just about getting to do something I loved, but we donate part  of the proceeds to the Coalition for the Homeless. Customers have the  option to donate extra money, sign up to volunteer, or donate goods.  We've been able to bring awareness back to the city and that's been the  most important thing for Mac's sake.

"Alex?" I vaguely heard Mac's voice through the door.

"In here," I called out, rubbing soap over my arms and chest. She opened the door and smiled as our eyes met.

"You didn't wake me."

"I tried," I reassured. "But you sleep like the dead."

"Oh. Guess I was more tired than I thought."

"Wanna join me?" She opened the door just as I asked.

"Already planned on it." She smiled. I leaned in and kissed her. "So how  was your day?" I asked as we stood under the stream of water.

"Great. Busy as usual." I grabbed the shampoo and poured some in her hair, massaging my fingers into her scalp. "How was yours?"