Sweet Seduction (6 page)

He’d been pacing the floors of his room, unable to sleep when he’d heard her creeping down the stairs. Figuring she’d be hungry and heading for the kitchen, he followed and boy was he glad he did. Halfway bent over into the double doors, her luscious ass barely covered by the robe she was wearing, Paige had been a welcome sight. It was just a little crappy that he’d almost lost said sight when she swung that cutting board at him. Honestly, Felix could admit that he probably deserved it for sneaking up on her but the woman had no clue what she did to him.

When her tongue rubbed against his, he dropped the frozen peas and wrapped his arms around her, bringing her flush against him. Damned if every inch of her soft, beautifully formed body didn’t feel good against his. Her fingertips ran through his scalp, lightly scratching as a whimper left her mouth. Felix’s palms burned a trail from her back to her ass, squeezing and kneading both halves as he lifted her from the floor to straddle him. Standing from the stool, his placed her on the counter top and nipped her lips then her chin.

He pressed kisses to her throat, enjoying the way her thighs clenched around his waist every time he sucked her neck. His hand fumbled to get the belt of her robe untied and he let out a triumphant grunt when it finally opened—revealing that she’d only been wearing tiny lace panties and nothing else underneath.

Felix’s groan joined hers when he latched onto a taught nipple and sucked until it hit the roof of his mouth. Paige’s back arched, pushing her groin into his. One of his hands released her waist and traveled down past her tummy to the seat of her underwear. Feeling the warm moisture there, he pressed his thumb against her clit and rubbed it through the fabric, listening to her gasp of pleasure. He switched nipples at the same time as he moved the lace to the side and slid his middle finger between her folds and inside of what surely had to be the gates of Heaven.

Paige tugged his hair until he let go of her breast and latched onto her mouth again, kissing him as she shook uncontrollably. She rode his hand without hesitation, taking what he was willingly offering—nirvana. Suddenly, it wasn’t enough for either of them. Her palms seared his skin as they made their way down his back, every touch igniting a new pleasure point inside him as they tugged at his pajama bottoms until his cock sprung free.

Felix ripped the side of her panties and tossed them over his shoulder, intent of getting inside her. Their first time wouldn’t be slow or romantic but he’d make up for it later. He just needed her. Now. The head of his dick brushed her wet folds and they both gasped for air like oxygen had been sucked from the room.

He was there, more than ready...And
that’s
when the alarm on the stove rang. Paige jerked back so hard, she almost flipped over the counter. Catching her by the waist, he bought her back over to him but she wiggled out of his arms, closing her robe.

“Shit, shit, shit...” She jumped down and grabbed her panties.

“Paige...wait...”

As he knew she would, she ran, and kept on running until he heard her door slam.

Felix popped himself in the forehead and ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “This is all
your
fault. See what happens when I listen to you?” He fussed staring down at his cock.

Sighing, he pulled his pants up and turned off the stove alarm before getting Paige’s food out. What bothered him the most was that after all that, she
still
hadn’t eaten.

What You Need

Three days. Paige had purposely stayed in her room for three days. What happened a few nights ago had shook her to the core but she was sure that if she didn’t come out of her room, Felix was coming
in
. Seeing as how that might very well result in them going so much further, Paige decided to come
out.

 Sighing, she grabbed a thick pair of socks and boots to put on with her sweater and jeans before venturing out of her room. She needed coffee and a little fresh air. Just when she stepped out into the hallway her phone started buzzing in her pocket. She knew who it was before she even looked at the screen.

“When I get back to Texas, I’m beating you beyond recognition. By the time I get done, you’re gonna look like you just stepped off an extreme makeover show.” Paige said without hesitation.

“Well at least
somebody
wants to touch me.” Lena muttered from the other side of the phone.

Paige continued to the kitchen. “What’re you talking about?”

“The asshole.”

“Uh...I thought we discussed this, Lena. You’re supposed to call him Archer or your husband but no mean names.”

“The asshole deserves it.”

“And exactly what did he do this time? Faint during one of Liam’s diaper changes...again?”

Lena snorted. “He swears up and down that he was lightheaded from lack of food and needed to sit down.”

Paige grinned as she finally reached the kitchen, ignoring Felix as he ate breakfast at the center island. “That’s because that’s the only way he can describe it and hold onto his balls.”

“Yeah well, he’d have
me
to do that for him if he’d just cooperate.”

Paige froze as she reached for a mug. “Okay, I think we just crossed a pivotal line in the sand on the boundaries of our friendship. Yet, I’m intrigued so I need you to explain that statement.”

“Paige my marriage has all of a sudden become sex-less.”

She took the phone away from her ear and stared down at it for a few seconds before bringing it back. “Come again?”

“See? That’s the problem right now. Nobody’s coming...period.”

“So you’re telling me, the man who managed to fuck you through the couch—with a broken leg and sprained wrist—has suddenly grown a steel chastity belt?” Felix sounded like he was about to choke on the omelet he was chewing but Paige just kept on talking.

“That’s
exactly
what I’m telling you, just make that steel titanium and you see where my frustration is stemming from.”

“But…but...but this is
Archer
we’re talking about. He-man, cro-magnon, Tarzan incarnate. The only time he ever gave you a rest from being over, under, or bent over in front of him was the six weeks you had to wait after my precious little merchants of evil were born.”

From the corner of her eye she saw Felix toss up his hands while gagging as he threw the rest of his breakfast away. She had to fully turn away just to stop herself from laughing.

“Yes, I
know
who he is,” Lena was saying. “Which is why I also wanna know where
that
Archer went.”

“Maybe he’s having some...issues?” Paige said.

“Nope. Not even that. Dude almost put a hole in my stomach this morning when I rolled over to face him in bed.”

“And the line has been crossed....” Paige murmured.

Lena sighed. “I can’t figure it out. Is it me? Has my charm somehow dimmed? Am I no longer the woman of his dreams?”

“If you added just a little more drama to your tone I could
actually
believe that’s what you’re feeling.”

“I know. I’m really working on my acting skills. Hey! Maybe a few tears and some sniffles will do it.”

Paige chuckled. “Maybe. Why don’t you go try then call me back with the results?”

“Oh don’t even try it. I wanna know how things have been going between you and Satan’s personal assistant.”

“You guys have the cutest nicknames for each other.” Paige stated, dryly, turning around to finally look in Felix’s direction again. His dark eyes stalked her every move so she stood stock still—feeling like a hare when it knew a fox was close by, watching for the perfect moment to strike.

His gaze ran over her in a slow assessment, one side of his mouth kicking up when his eyes stopped at the apex of her thighs. Wait…could he actually hear her clit thumping in time with the sudden jolt in her pulse?

Thump…thump…thump…

That was
not
good and from the way he’d started grinning from ear to ear she’d bet her last dollar the big bastard knew
exactly
what he was doing to her; especially after the other night when they’d had their hands all over each other. 

“Okay, so it just got extremely quiet over there which means I’m sitting on the phone with you while you have some type of dirty stare down with my brother...that’s nasty.” Lena said from the other end of the phone.

“Well you stuck me here with him so...” Paige answered as Felix got closer.

“Yeah, but right now we’re discussing
my
problems and—”

Lena’s tirade was interrupted when Felix took the phone from her and said, “She’ll call you back,” before hanging up on his sister.

“That,” Paige said softly “was rude.”

He shook his dark head as he pinned her in with his arms on either side of her, causing her to lean back on the counter. “No, baby, what’s rude is camping out in your room for three days and avoiding me.”

“I...wasn’t...”

“You almost choked on that lie, sweetheart, careful.”

She glared up at him. “I’m on vacation, if I wanna camp out in my room I can. As a matter of fact I think I’ll do so right now. Maybe I’ll stay there until either the weather clears or it’s time to go home. Who knows?” She started to go around him but Felix snatched her to him so fast that her breath left her in a whoosh.

“Try. Again.” He growled. “If you’re gonna camp out in a room, it’s gonna be in
my
room, in bed,
with me.”

Good God the way those words left his mouth had the muscles in her thighs tingling along with
other
places. Irritated, Paige snapped, “What is it with you?”

His brows lifted but he didn’t respond.

“Can you
not
take rejection?”

This time when he spoke there was a smug smile firmly in place. “Sweetheart, I can take rejection just fine. What I
can’t
take is you lying to yourself and
me
too.”

Oh, she didn’t like that. Not even in the slightest. Felix could tell from the way her jaw flexed she was about to tell him to fuck off, but she held it in. Her chest rose and fell with a deep breath before she lied
again.
“I don’t want you Felix.”

He smirked and moved closer to her. Nuzzling her throat, he pressed his lips to her ear and whispered, “I could believe that baby if I hadn’t heard that little hitch in your breathing or seen the way you clenched your thighs together. Then there’s the small fact that every time I move like this,” He gently brushed his chest across hers. “I know your nipples are hard. And let’s not forget the other night when I was close to fucking you hard enough that you wouldn’t have had the energy to argue with whatever I wanted from you.” Felix kissed the hammering pulse in her neck and asked, “So, what is it you’re really running from here Paige? Me? Or the fact that you’re scared shitless that you
want
me?”

He pulled back when she didn’t respond. Her eyes were closed and she was pulling in small sips of air through her mouth.

Control. She was trying to gain control again. One side of Felix’s mouth kicked up as a thought occurred. “Paige?”

She looked at him.

“We’re here for another week and a half. You want me out of your hair? Give me this time and when we leave if you don’t want to continue whatever it is we have here then I’ll walk away and leave you be.” He was lying through his teeth. He’d fight for Paige until he couldn’t do it anymore but he needed her to think she had the one thing she valued the most here, control over what was between them.

Her eyes widened and Felix ran his index finger down the side of her face. “Think about it.” Kissing the tip of her nose, he stepped back and walked away.