Aegis 01 - First Exposure (10 page)

He was muttering words in a foreign language, close to her ear. It sounded like French, though Cade couldn’t be sure at the moment because he was suddenly too focused on Avery’s hand closing around his, her fingers stroking his skin and her ass pressing against his groin, the same way the woman on stage was subtly grinding against the man at her back. His cock grew rigid. A voice in his head screamed
leave now
, but he just wanted to know… Couldn’t help but wonder… If he leaned close like that, if he blew hot over the skin behind Avery’s ear like the man on stage was doing to the woman… Would she pull away or—

A shiver ran through Avery’s body. She tipped her head to the side, offering more. Didn’t take her eyes off the show. Warmth flooded Cade’s belly and slid lower. He breathed hot over her sensitive skin again, spread his fingers against her abdomen and rubbed slowly, bringing her tighter against his erection. She was melting into him, growing pliant in his arms. He needed to back off, needed to pull her out of here and put an end to this because it was obviously the situation turning her on, not him, but he couldn’t seem to stop. He’d fantasized about this for too long. Wanted her too much. And now that he had her, he couldn’t seem to let go.

A soft moan slipped from Avery’s mouth. He answered by blowing warm air across her ear and neck and rocking against her backside.

The man on stage let go of the woman’s right breast and slid one hand down her abdomen and across her mound. The woman moaned louder and pressed back against him. He muttered seductive words once more in French, then his fingers disappeared between her thighs, and her entire body shook.

Against Cade’s chest, Avery’s breaths grew fast and shallow. With her right hand, she gripped his thigh, squeezing and releasing the muscle through his slacks. With the other, she laced his fingers with hers at her abdomen and slowly tugged them upward.

His pulse raced. His cock throbbed. She was drawing him in, weaving him into her spell just as she’d done when they were kids, and he was powerless to fight her. Especially when he wanted the same damn thing. “Do you like that, princess? Do you want to be touched that way? Show me where.”

His skin felt ten sizes too small. His chest so tight he could barely breathe. She tipped her head farther to the side, and he pressed his lips against her throat. The soft moan that slipped from her lips only made him ache, but the way she pulled his hand up until his fingers brushed her breast sent off a tremor though his entire body.

The woman on stage cried out in a loud moan, and Cade glanced over, only to realize her partner had ditched his pants and was now fisting his cock against her backside and stroking the head along her slit.

Avery’s hand closed over his. She dragged it across her breast. The soft mound filled his palm, and her muscles flexed, forcing him to squeeze.

She rubbed back against his erection, and whatever restraint Cade had snapped. He drew her earlobe between his lips and gently bit down. “Is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck you like that? Do you remember what that was like? How good it felt? I can make you feel that way right now. Just say yes.”

Avery’s eyes slid closed. She pressed her head back against his shoulder. He squeezed her breast and rolled her nipple through the soft cotton of her dress. With his other hand, he inched down, toward her thighs, rubbing, pressing, touching until she spread her legs, groaned, and rocked back against him.

He nipped at the skin behind her ear, licked the sensitive spot and breathed hot all over her neck. “Say yes, Ava. Tell me you want me.”

“Yes,” she whispered. Her hand lifted from his, streaked up into his hair. She turned her head his way. “God, yes.”

Her fingers flexed around the back of his head, and she tugged his lips down to hers, opening at the first touch. Warmth. Wetness. Desire filled his mouth and shot straight to his soul, causing every muscle in his body to contract. He stroked his tongue against hers, slid his hand down her skirt to the hem and under to caress the soft skin of her inner thigh. She groaned again and kissed him deeper. Then spun in his arms and shoved him back against the wall.

Cade gasped but didn’t have time to react. Avery rose up on her toes, pressed her mouth to his, and all but devoured him.

Yes, yes, yes.
He took what she gave, kissed her again and again and slid his hand down her back to cup her ass. She groaned when he pulled her against him, when he pressed into the heat between her legs. Her tongue was hot and slick, her body melting and opening in front of him.

Vaguely, Cade was aware of moans and groans echoing around them, some from the stage but even more from the audience. He was too gone to care, though. All he wanted was to lift Avery into his arms, tug up her skirt, and drive deep inside the softness between her thighs until they both forgot about the past, the present, and everything happening around them.

She dragged her mouth from his, nipped at his jaw, his throat. Her hands streaked up under his shirt and slid across his abdomen. Warmth rocketed into his groin. Her fingers moved to his belt buckle.

He groaned and through half-lidded eyes glanced past the stage where the performers were now in full-on fuck. There, on the other side of the crowd, his gaze met that of the man from the restaurant. Like Cade, he wasn’t watching the show. At least not the one on stage. He was staring right at Avery.

A chill slid down Cade’s spine.

Avery pulled away from his throat. “Cade.”

He looked her way. Her eyes were glazed behind the glasses all but falling off her face. Her hair was a sexy mess around her familiar features. The tips of her nipples pressed like sharp little points against the bodice of her dress, teasing him to touch them. To lick them. To suck them deep in his mouth.

“Now,” she rasped. “I want you right now.”

Cade’s entire body tightened with a renewed burst of lust. One he only just contained. “Oh, Ava. You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you say that. But not here. I want you all to myself.”

As if his words had suddenly jolted her from the sexual haze fogging her mind, she froze, then looked around. Her eyes grew wide. “Oh. I…”

He wasn’t losing this moment. He wasn’t losing this chance. “Come on.” He grabbed her arm, turned her so she was in front of him, and forced her to walk into the crowd. But he kept his front plastered to her back. Wasn’t giving her the chance to get away. “Stay with me.”

She swallowed hard and nodded. Her hand closed over his at her waist. The other gripped his at her side. He maneuvered her through writhing couples, past a threesome going at it near the wall, and steered her toward the doorway. Her sweet little ass bounced against his rock hard cock, making it that much harder to walk.

“I’ve never—” Her eyes locked on the threesome. “Oh my God.”

“Stay with me,” he said again into her ear.

She nodded once more and kept moving, but he could tell he was losing her. She was thinking again. He needed to get her brain back off-line and remind her what she’d wanted only seconds ago. What she needed.

Him. Only him.

He shoved the door open with his shoulder and dragged her out into the hall. As soon as it snapped closed, he pulled her around, pushed her back up against the wall, then lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her hard and deep.

She opened on contact, reached for his shoulders, and moaned against his tongue. He bent his legs, lifted one of hers, and wrapped it around his hip and rubbed his aching erection against her mound. Her fingers dug into his skin, a groan echoed from her chest, and then she pulled him closer, drawing him right back into the abyss.

She hitched herself higher so he could press against her most sensitive spot. Kissed him again and again as if starved for his touch.

He needed her. Couldn’t wait. He dragged his lips from her mouth to her jaw and finally to her ear. “Ava.”

“Yes. Yes. God, yes. Cade…”

Warmth bloomed in his chest. Spread through every cell. He wanted her moaning his name like that beneath him. On that giant bed in their room. Naked. Where he could taste and sample and lick every inch of her skin. Not here in this dark hallway where anyone could walk by and see them.

It took every ounce of willpower he had to draw himself away. “Bed. I want you in a bed.”

“Oh yes.”

His pulse roared in his ears. He jerked away from her, grasped her, and pulled. “Come on.”

They rounded the corner almost at a jog. He spotted an exit door, and relief whipped through him. He wouldn’t have to drag her back through the dance club.

He shoved the door open and drew her out into the warm evening breeze. His fingers tightened around hers as he pulled her along behind him down the path.

“Cade, wait…”

Wait? No way. He had to get her to their room before either of them figured out a reason to stop this. “We’re almost there.”

He turned a corner. A palm frond slapped him in the face. He swatted it away and caught sight of Avery at his back. Her hand was against her forehead. Her eyes closed as she stumbled along behind. She was thinking again, dammit. He was losing her.

Pulse racing, he slowed his pace, turned, and kissed her quickly. “We’re almost there.”

“I…I don’t feel so well.”

“Don’t worry, princess. In a minute I’m going to make you feel better than ever.”

They turned another corner, and his pulse leapt when he caught sight of their hut. He dragged her onto the front porch, stopped in front of their door and fumbled with his wristband so he could wave it in front of the sensor.

Avery sagged against the door. “No,” she mumbled. “I…I feel lightheaded.”

“It was probably the music and smoke in the club. Stay with me, Ava.” He kissed her again while he waved his wristband over the sensor.

She groaned and lifted her mouth to his. The sensor turned green. He turned the handle and pushed the door open with his foot, then reached for her.

“Cade,” she mumbled against his lips, winding her arms around his neck, kissing him back with an intensity that lit him on fire.

He loved the way she tasted. Loved the way she said his name. Maneuvering her into the room, he tugged the glasses from her face, tossed them on the entry table, and kicked the door closed. “Come here.”

He clasped his hands around her ass, lifted until her legs opened and slid around his waist, loved the way she sighed in pleasure. Her tongue flicked against his as he carried her into the suite. She kissed him again and again while he laid her out on the bed, while her fingers found the buttons on his shirt, while he fumbled to help her get it off.

“God, Ava. I need to be inside you.”

“Mm… Yes…” She lifted her hips to rub against him, closed her eyes as he tugged the skirt of her dress up.

“I want you naked, princess, but I don’t think I can wait.”

She sighed again. Pushed the shirt off his shoulders with force, ripping the last few buttons off in the process. Metal clinked against the floor, rolled, and finally stopped with a clack against the wall.

He chuckled, leaned down, and kissed her again. Reveled in the soft wetness against his tongue, in the warmth between her thighs. His hands found the fabric at her hips, and he tucked his fingers underneath and dragged her panties down her thighs.

He broke the kiss, eased back, and looked down. Then groaned. A tiny strip of blond hair covered her sex. The rest of her was open, wet, and his for the taking.

“Ava…” He lowered his lips to hers again. Kissed her deep. Sliding his fingers across her abdomen, he inched his way down to her sex. She groaned into his mouth, closed her hand over his nape. His fingers slid between her folds. She was so wet. So slick and ready for him.

He stroked her wetness down around her opening, back up and over her clit, kissed her again and again. She moaned. Her legs fell open. Her hand squeezed his nape and then let go. Her arm fell against the mattress with a thud. Reaching for the button at his waistband to free his throbbing erection, he realized she was no longer kissing him back.

He drew away and looked down. Her head was tipped to the side, her eyes closed, her body limp beneath him.

“Ava?”

She didn’t answer.

Bracing one hand on the mattress, he used the other to jostle her shoulder. “Avery? Don’t even think about falling asleep on me right now.”

He shook her again and got no response.

“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me. Avery?”

Nothing. The woman was totally out.

“Holy, son of a…” A groan built in his throat and exploded from his lips. He dropped his forehead against her shoulder and tried to kill the raging need rushing through his veins. It didn’t work.

Of all the stupid, dumbass, bad luck…

She’d had too much to drink. His mind ran back over the day as he dragged air into his blazing lungs, and he tried to count how many she’d had. Champagne when they’d arrived, beer in the suite, champagne again after he’d seen her dressed to the nines, wine at dinner, then God only knew how many of those fuzzy pink drinks in the bar she’d sucked back when he’d stepped out to take that call from Aegis.

The woman obviously couldn’t handle her alcohol. And he had the worst fucking timing on the planet.

He lifted his head and shook her one last time, hoping maybe she was just faking it. Though why he’d ever hope for that, he didn’t know. The grunt and snore that followed told him loud and clear that she was out for the night.

Frustrated, he dropped onto his side next to her, then rolled to his back and stared at the vaulted ceiling and bamboo fan turning lazily above. His cock ached for relief, while his mind ran back to the scene in that club. Though he’d never been into the whole BDSM scene, the way Avery had ground her sweet little ass against him as she’d watched, the way she’d all but forced him to touch her had been the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced. He wanted to feel her do that again. Wanted her
begging
for him, the way he felt like begging right now.

He turned and looked at her. Her face was tipped his way, her eyelids tightly closed, her mouth open in the sexiest little “O”. He rolled to his side and stroked his finger over the soft skin of her cheek and felt his heart clench.