ROMANCE: MY ALIEN KING: Scifi Alien Invasion Abduction Contemporary Romance (Paranormal Fantasy BBW Alien Contact Anthologies & Collections Book 1) (93 page)

He kept her hovering on the edge for several long and sweetly agonizing moments. Her cries grew louder and more desperate. Dante moved upward again, his hand reaching for his pocket as he kicked himself free of his clothes. She watched greedily as his magnificent body came into view. Those broad shoulders and the flat and carved abs, his lean waist and a light feathering trail of hair that led to the thicker, darker patch that surrounded his stiff, engorged dick.

He rolled a condom along that length and then positioned himself above her, driving deep into her depths. She shivered and cried out. He was large and wide, and he filled her so completely she could do nothing more than grab his ass and hold on as he bucked and thrust above her, each pump of his hips sending him deeper into her heated and oiled depths.

Her walls clenched and opened around him. Her cries were muffled by his mouth. The kisses grew hotter with every long slow drive and withdrawal into her body. The pleasure careened through her and she whimpered, her heels digging deeply into the carpet as she lifted toward him, giving him a better angle of penetration as she strove toward her orgasm.

She came. Hot fluids jetted out of her body, splattering along his latex-encased cock and dripping from her pussy down her ass crack before pooling on the floor below them.

His body went rigid. He groaned, his breath washing over her shoulder, and a tiny tremor passed through his body, growing longer with each second.

Dante collapsed on top of her.

With the end of passion came reason and fear. She had just blown her shot at ever getting a job with him. She had done the unthinkable! She’d mixed business with pleasure, and now she was screwed. More screwed. Her mind could not even begin to grasp the implications.

Dante groaned and withdrew slowly. He rolled over and headed for the bathroom, the condom still on his prick. He came back moments later, the condom gone and by the time he returned she had gotten up and gotten enough of her clothes on to feel fairly safe.

Her legs trembled and she stared at him, unsure of what to say or do next. He was magnificent naked, and her eyes wandered over him possessively. Every part of him was carved and turned perfectly.

He said, “Megan…”

“I know,” her voice was weak and trembling. “I can’t work with you after this. I get it. Okay. My internship ended today anyway, and I… I didn’t mean for this to happen. But it has. I… I think you should go.”

His mouth fell open. “Wait, what?”

She said, “I ...” Oh, for God’s sake! Her body throbbed and ached, and she wanted nothing more than to make love with him yet again, but that was as bad as what she had already done. If she got out now, she still had a great reference just because of the work she had done on the project, and she could avoid any more sticky and unpleasant…. whatever this was.

She wanted to cry. He was the perfect man. Below that exterior, he was warm and kind and funny and caring. He was also ambitious, and a playboy, and addicted to fast cars and money. While he was, in part, everything she wanted, that last part kept him from being anything that she needed. Not to mention, he was probably used to seducing women and walking away.

She, however, was not used to this kind of thing, and she was floundering and uncertain and mortally afraid.

Dante reached for his slacks and pulled them on, but he didn’t button the top button. The effect was overwhelmingly sexy. He came toward her and she backed away. She held her hands up in a gesture of surrender and said, “Look, I don’t do things like this—”

“I know you don’t. I can tell you are confused and scared, and I just want to talk to you, okay? Here, sit down.”

His hand met her arm. She swallowed back a wave of desire and sat, crossing her arms over her body in a gesture of self-protection she knew he wouldn’t miss.

He said, “Listen to me, Megan. I don’t want a one-night stand with you. I also don’t want you to think you have to sleep with me to get a job at the company. You already have a job. The packet was sent to HR yesterday. You should have gotten it this afternoon. It was on your desk when we left, so I assumed that you had looked at it.”

She stared at him. “I didn’t make it back to my desk.” Her throat hurt. Now she knew. She had blown a great job, and all for what was undeniably the most incredible sex she had ever had in her entire life, but still just sex. That was all that he had offered her. Tears formed in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks.

His hands went to her hair and then his thumb pressed gently right below her eyes, wiping away the tears. “Megan, listen to me. I know I’m… I have the world’s worst reputation. I know what people think and women say. I won’t tell you that a lot of it isn’t true, because it is.

“What I
will
tell you is that, from the moment you walked into my office, all I could see was you. I haven’t gone out in weeks. I haven’t been on a date, or whatever you want to call what I did before you walked into my life.

“I want you. You are the only woman I want. I don’t know what happened to me, but as soon as I saw you I knew you would be the one to change everything about how I’ve lived my life. I did my level best to keep the hell away from you, and I thought I was doing a damn good job of it too. I know you don’t really want me as much as I want you, and that you have few feelings for me—”

“Are you nuts? I had to run away from you every time you walked into a room or risk getting fired for sexually harassing you. And that… you’re amazing. I mean, you are. But only underneath it all. On top of it all you’re an arrogant and cruel bastard, and you have been known for being… um… a playboy. I can’t be with someone like that. Like the top part of you, I mean and I don’t know how much of that is really you, and how much of the bottom parts of you—the humor and the everything else—is really you either.

“And you told me, that first day, that if you really wanted to win, what you had to do was get to know somebody inside out. I don’t know if that is what you did to me, or if that is what you are doing to me now either.”

His lips thinned out. “I deserve that. I really do. I don’t know how to answer it either, except to tell you that that is most assuredly not what I did. I did get to know you, but not because I was trying to win you over like I do clients or people I need for something. I was trying to win you over because I want you, and I need you in my life.

“If you’ll just get to know me a little better, you will see that I really am the person below what everyone else sees. I have to hide that part of me a lot. You’re one of a few people who really sees me, and maybe that is what makes you so special, and me so unable to just walk away from you. And believe me, a woman only usually has to tell me once to get out of her place for me to go. In fact, I usually leave before they can even think of it.”

Anger swelled up. “Wow. That’s nice. You know, I won’t tell you twice. I’ll just let you walk then.”

Dante held his hands up. Weariness covered his face. He said, “I phrased that wrong. I’m sorry. It was a shitty thing to say and I’m sorry. I’m a little angry and at a big loss here. I don’t know how to express to you that I think you’re the woman I have always wanted without my ego insisting that I prove to you that I am the best man on the planet, and I went about that all wrong.”

He stood and put on his clothes. He paused at her apartment door and said, “Megan, if you want to work at the company you can, and I won’t ever bother you again. If you want to go I won’t stop you. I won’t like it, but I won’t stop you. I tell you what. If you want the job, report to the HR in the morning and accept it. If you want me, I will be in my office. I think, honestly, you can have both if you want. We make a great team. I want you on my team, and I want to be on yours.”

He left and Megan sat on her sofa, staring at the wall. Her mind spun and her heart ached. Could he be serious? And what the hell was wrong with her? He had just poured his heart out to her, and she had basically tossed him out, all because of something he had said? She sighed. Everything in her wanted to run after him and tell him she was sorry, but she couldn’t.

She just couldn’t.

**

Dante was furious, at himself. Why had he pushed so hard? He had known he was making her nervous, and he knew his all-in style wasn’t for everyone. He should have backed off, or not gone after her so hard. He should have used some finesse.

Finesse just wasn’t his strong suit however, he was used to going after what he wanted and going after it with a single-minded determination. But Megan wasn’t a company or an asset, she was a woman.

The woman that he was madly in love with.

He knew that was the biggest crux of the issue. He had never been in love before, and it was wreaking havoc with his emotions and heart. It was also wreaking havoc with his brain it seemed.

He’d blown it.

He just knew it.

He wasn’t used to regret, and now it was pouring through him like lava. Had he lost her?

He wanted to turn the car around and go back to her, to tell her that he was sorry that he had frightened her. He wanted to tell her that he knew that it was a lot to process, and that he was willing to give her all the time she needed but part of him chafed at that as well.

Megan was everything he had ever wanted, and he knew she was the only woman he wanted. He also knew that if he got near her again all his words would crumble and he would revert to his usual style and go after her far too hard yet again.

Cursing himself for bungling it all and confused about what it was exactly that he should so about, or even could do about it, he finally made it home.

The house was large and lavish, a far cry from his old neighborhood and childhood home. It was the house he had dreamed of as a child and now he had it but tonight it felt empty and lonely, just like his heart.

He went to bed but sleep eluded him. He stared at the ceiling, trying to resign himself to the fact that, in the morning, she would either take that job and he would have to see her every day and know that she did not want to be with him or she wouldn’t and she would go to work elsewhere.

Either way there would be a giant gaping hole in his life where she had once been and that thought was so unbearable that he could not wrap his mind around it no matter how hard he tried.

Eventually dawn streaked the windows and he got up, dressed, and headed into the office. For the first time ever the office was the last place he wanted to go and when he arrived at the office to see nobody but his assistant, his heart plummeted even further. He really had hoped he would see Megan there.

Had she taken the job? A simple phone call would tell him. He reached for the phone, his spirits low and his mood even lower.

The door opened, and his heart soared for a moment then dropped again as he heard his assistant say his name. But his heart lifted again as Megan walked past her and closed the door softly.

She approached his desk and said, “I chose both.”

He came around the desk and took her into his arms. Her mouth met his and her body snuggled into the hollows of his body, completing the empty spaces that had been there before her arrival.

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