Chapter Seven
Daniel
I’d been staring at her as she walked across the room and sat. And now she was sitting next to me. I couldn’t believe what she was wearing. I didn’t care there was a robe covering her, I was sure if I saw what was under the robe, I’d lose all self-control.
I made myself smile and continue eating my coconut sorbet. It was my favorite, cool and light and not too overpowering. I found myself watching her eat. The way she was sticking the spoon in her mouth and licking her lips after each bite was starting to affect more than just my rationality, and the fact she could tie cherry stems with her tongue wasn’t helping either. She was the untouchable sister of my business partner and I knew pursuing her was a bad idea.
I didn’t want to hurt her or ruin my business relationship with John. Or the friendship had started to develop between us. I had just left that bullshit relationship with Natalie and I didn’t want to get mixed up in something so soon. Even if my feelings hadn’t been true. But, what if they had and the reason that I thought they were fake was because of the pain she caused me? I didn’t want to leave Alexa in four days and wonder what might have been. And if I did look back, I may never go back to Portland.
I finished my bowl and heard Alexa curse as she pulled off the robe and headed toward the bathroom, licking chocolate off her finger and the robe. I stared at her as she walked away and frowned as my cock grew hard at the sight of her nightgown, barely covering the lovely curves of her ass. I decided to stand and to pace a little might be the better option to calm down, before I followed her down the hall.
“Is everything okay?” I walked into the bathroom behind her.
“Yeah, I spilled some fucking sauce on this damn robe. It was a loan, and I don’t want to ruin it since it’s silk.” She ran the robe under cool water, rubbing the cloth together in an attempt to get the chocolate out.
I took a deep breath to steady myself, before I stepped behind her, taking her hands to keep her from rubbing a hole in the silk. I knew she could feel my erection, but right now I was more concerned about her ruining the robe.
“Here, stop rubbing the material together. You’re going to ruin it. Run it under warm water. The fibers will let most of it rinse off and then just push it together lightly and rub it in a gentle circle.” My breath hitched in my chest when she pushed back against me when she bent over, the low moan in her throat as she felt me pressed against her. I was so stuck on what was happening I couldn’t find it in myself to pull away from her and so I could throw some ice down my pants.
I met her eyes in the mirror, could see the want and need in her eyes. I saw how we looked with her bent over the sink in front of me. How round and perfect her breasts were as they peeked out from her night top. It was extremely distracting as I helped her clean the robe before realizing we had stopped cleaning and were now watching each other to see what would happen next.
I barely stopped myself from pushing aside the little bit of material I’d seen when I walked in and fucking her over the sink until she screamed my name. Growling, I grabbed what little bit of self-control I had left, walked into the parlor and sat down determined to find something to watch.
God, I needed to stop thinking about her and what she felt like pushed against me in the bathroom, the heat from her pussy still soaked into my pants. How perfect she had felt there like she had been made just to please me. Getting up, I scrubbed at my face as I paced around the room, trying to get my cock to calm down enough I could sit comfortably.
Dammit, all to Hell! She had been divorced less than a year, and I’d only been out of a relationship for a few hours. Well fuck, if I really wanted to think about it, I had never really been in a relationship. I hoped Alexa would use the hotel robe when she came out, because if she didn’t I may not be able to stop myself from taking her. My body wanted me to, I knew because it wasn’t calming down. If anything, the irater I got, the harder I got and it was getting harder to hide the fact with my pants.
I knew what I wanted to do, but I had to keep it in my pants and not act on it. I couldn’t touch her. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I respected her brother. I respected our business deal, and well because I didn’t sleep with the staff. And that’s what she was, my staff.
Those were two big reasons for me not to touch her. All I had to do was keep those two thoughts in my head for the next few days and I’d survive. Well, at least I hoped I could. But if she kept at me like this I may just have to scratch this itch. As long as she as was willing as she seemed.
Alexa walked out of the bathroom then and I looked back at the television. I couldn’t help but keep glancing at her as she walked down the hall though. She stopped and looked at the couch, then the bedroom.
Squaring her shoulders, she walked toward me and the couch. Damn, I had hoped that she would take pity on me and go to bed. Instead, she sat down on the couch and adjusted until her legs were fixed in the nightgown — if you could call it that — and looked at the television before looking back at me.
I watched her chest heave up and down out of the corner of my eye as she signed. She was just as frustrated as me. I glanced at her again and caught her staring at me, studying me. I knew I looked okay, and you couldn’t see the surgery scars anymore. I was thankful for that.
I didn’t want the reminder of that point in my life anymore. I watched her eyes skim down my chest to my pants and smirked. I knew what she was wondering about. I could imagine her below me as she wrapped her legs around me. As long as I didn’t act on it. Though, if she tried to seduce me, I may not object. She jumped as her eyes caught mine. I gave her a friendly smile.
“Is something wrong? Did I miss some sherbet when I was cleaning myself off?” Daniel asked as he gazed at her intently.
“No, I was just trying to get a better look at you and figure you out,” she was looking at me perplexed. “I just want to have an idea of what I’ll be dealing with in the evenings.” She mumbled to me as she turned back to the television.
I decided that it was time to retire to the bedroom. Whether she decided to follow me or not was up to her. I would be waiting for her so we could sleep. I was exhausted. However, I wouldn’t say no to a warm body to lie with tonight after the today’s trauma. I felt her eyes on me as I stretched, so I arched a little more. My hard cock pushed against my pants as I stretched.
“Are you sure you’re okay? I seem to keep catching you staring.” I teased her as I turned toward her and popped my back one way, then back the other way giving her a great view. I rolled my neck, popping it too before I turned off the television and stood. Turning to Alexa, I held out my hand.
“It’s time for bed Alexa. We have a long day. How about I help you up so you don’t embarrass yourself?” She took my hand and stood, smoothing the flimsy nightgown, pulling it down low over her breasts, she tugged a little at the hemline to make a point. I was watching her do this, watching the nightgown go down so low when she finished and looked up at me, I couldn’t help the way I was staring.
“You know Daniel, I could say the same to you. What I can’t figure out though, is if you are staring so much, then why haven’t you done anything about it?” Alexa crossed her arms under her chest, pushing her chest up higher and the nightgown lower still. This woman was good, she was testing my every resolve, and I wasn’t going to back down now. Not after the pep talk, I had just given my brain. However, my brain wasn’t the part of my body doing the thinking at the moment.
“Are you trying to get me to touch you, Alexa?” I brushed my hand down the side of her face.
“To kiss you?” I lowered my face to hers, hovering ever so slightly above her upturned face. Her breath hitched in her throat, causing her chest to rise and fall at an uneven pace.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Alexa? Is that what this is all about?” I asked as I slid my hand down her neck, over her collarbone to rest on her breast as I gently kneaded it.
I saw the truth in her eyes as I looked in them, as she drew a quick, shallow breath and leaned in, her lips within a breath of mine. I should kiss her to make a point. Kiss her and while she’s recovering from the kiss, turn and walk into the bedroom and go to sleep. Or at least pretend to be asleep for both our sakes. Gathering my wits about me, I removed my hand from her, putting my hands on her arms and taking a step back.
“I don’t think it would be a good idea, Alexa.” I breathed and looked in her eyes. As I stared, I saw something in her change. A new resolve entered Alexa’s eyes as she stood there staring back.
She caught me off guard when she wrapped her fingers into my hair and pulled my face to hers, kissing me with as much resolve as she had. Pushing her body against mine, she moaned as I quit resisting and brushed my tongue against her lips. She opened her mouth to mine and swept my bottom lip with her tongue before nipping at it.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and I grabbed her ass, pulling her closer to me, running my hands up and down her body, finding the sides of her breasts. Moving one hand to keep her in place, I ran my hand back over her breast. I brushed my thumb over her pert nipple, making it peak against the silky material. I deepened the kiss as I pulled her closer, pushing my rock-hard cock into her soft stomach. I had to pull away now or it was going to be all over and we would never make it out of the parlor.
She was shaking in my arms from the passionate assault she started. I held her arms to steady her as I took a step away from her. “Alexa, that can’t happen again.” I stared into her cloudy eyes. The strong sensations running through my body begging me to take her.
“Please, understand? Alexa, you’re beautiful. An absolutely gorgeous woman. One I would gladly bed if your brother wasn’t my business partner. I can’t risk you getting hurt and John hating me for it. I’m sorry. I should never have let it get this far.” I embraced Alexa.
“Okay,” Alexa answered in a meek voice, pulling away from me, still shaking from the rush. She walked over to the counter where she had left her phone and looked at it. She told me there were two text messages but no missed calls so she wasn’t too worried about them. I would never forget the feel of her soft body pressed to my firm one. Nor, would I forget the regret of having to push her away and tell her no.
Sighing heavily, Alexa looked back at me. “I’m sorry for jumping you, but you have to understand, I want you. Apparently, as much as you want me, and you acting like I didn’t exist was driving me crazy. I had to know it wasn’t me. I didn’t realize your friendship with John was so strong.” She looked back at her phone.
I came over to her and gently lifted her chin to look at me. She looked up thru eyes brimming with tears at me. I tore my heart to see the tears in her eyes as she looked at me. I knew what she wanted, and I knew that I couldn’t provide what she wanted.
“I should have been more straightforward and made sure you understood where I stand. I want this relationship to work Alexa. I really do, and in case you missed it, I really did enjoy myself.” I chuckled as I glanced down at my pants, catching a glimpse of her still hard nipples pushing thru the silken material. Taking both of her hands in mine, I looked her in the eyes. “Maybe if things were different, and we had more than just a few days together we could see where this could go. I’m not a ‘fuck ‘em and leave ‘em’ type of guy Alexa. If I want to be with someone, I want to be with them. I don’t just want a quick fling. I don’t want to hurt you.” I confessed bringing her hands up and leaning my forehead against them.
“You’ve been hurt, bad baby. I’ve been hurt, too. I just left my girlfriend today and here I am. I want to say fuck it all and jump in bed with you. But you know why I won’t? No… Why I can’t? Not because of your brother, but because I want you to follow your dreams and I don’t want to hurt you. Believe me, it has nothing to do with how you look. It has everything to do with respect.” I finished as I looked at her, looked into those emerald green eyes. Saw the hurt and the sadness, but I also saw the dawning of truth staring back at me.
I hoped I could relax, but felt this pull to her, one I hadn’t felt to Natalie. I put my hand against her cheek, and she leaned into it. Rubbing her tear-stained cheek against my hand she sniffled and sighed. I knew I would have to come for her once she wasn’t working for me. I had to know what this could be.
I couldn’t resist one last kiss though. Slowly, gently I pressed a soft kiss to her lips. She sighed parting her lips to mine and I slowly deepened the kiss, pulling her into my arms. She wrapped her fingers in my hair, pulling me to her. I could feel her heat against me and my cock getting harder than I thought was possible. I’d never been this turned on by a woman before. I pulled her fingers from my hair, breaking the kiss, before turning her towards the bedroom.
“Goodnight, Alexa.” I walked over to the couch and laid down. Knowing sleep would evade me for most of the night, I turned off the light, wishing she would go to the bedroom. I needed to get some relief, and I couldn’t do that with her watching. This was going to be a long four days.
“Daniel, please. This is your room; you were kind enough to offer to let me stay here. I don’t want to displace you. Please, come lay in the bed you paid for with me. I’ll even sleep on the couch. I don’t want you to sleep on the couch and not in your bed, because of me.” Alexa motioned to the bedroom and started to walk back to the couch. I grabbed her hand and walked with her to the bedroom.
I got into bed and laid as far on the other side as I could, giving Alexa plenty of room. After a few minutes, I fell into a restless sleep, haunted by her naked body writhing under me as I made her scream in my dreams.