Chapter Nine
“Lana,” Aleck rasped, half protesting as she reached for his zipper.
When she pulled him free and into her hands, he couldn’t have stopped her if the pub were on fire.
“Jesus, I think I’m going to start calling you boss man.” Her words were low and uneven.
And with that, she took him in her mouth, and all ability to think was gone. Thank God she’d had the sense to lock the door.
Her mouth was hot and wet, her pink tongue quick and talented as it teased him. Shite, but every little move was incredible.
He reached down to grab her ponytail, twisting the soft slippery strands around his hand as she gave him probably the bloody best blow job of his life. Fast and then slow, taking him shallow and then deep. She explored every inch of him, creating a pleasure that was so completely intense. Bringing him right to the edge of ecstasy.
All too soon, he knew he was going to come, and he struggled to remember how to talk. He pushed at her weakly, to warn her, but she refused to move. With her hands on his thighs, she instead took him deeper. Then it was too late. Minutes later she was rocking back on her heels and licking her lips.
“Lana,” he muttered thickly, still in a complete daze. “That was…pretty fucking amazing, as you put it.”
“Good.” Her eyes shined with pleasure and maybe a hint of self-consciousness. “I think that makes up for last night.”
He caught her arm as she tried to move away, pulling her forward.
“Tonight my cock won’t be in your mouth, but inside your delicious body, luv.” He touched her lips with his thumb, before pressing a hard kiss on them. “But only after I taste you again and have you screaming my name.”
“You are a dirty man,” she whispered, but her eyes shone with excitement.
“Aye. I think we’re equal in that regard.”
“I think you may be right.” Her gaze turned contemplative. “Now, I’d better get back up front before people start talking.”
He waited until she’d reached the door before calling out, “You know, they’re already talking.”
“I do.” She paused and then gave him a lopsided grin. “And I really couldn’t give two shits anymore. You’re worth the risk.”
After she’d gone, he pondered her words. You’re worth the risk.
They sent a little thrill of pleasure through his spent body, but in the logical side of his brain, the alarm bells started to go off.
This was the first time he’d ever gotten involved with an employee, and “risk” was putting it mildly. But there was no turning back now, and he really didn’t have the faintest desire to do so anyway.
He just hoped it wouldn’t come back to bite him in the arse.
*
“Did Kenzie already leave?”
Delonna nodded at Aleck’s question, not glancing up from her tip money she counted. A moment later she wrapped a rubber band around it and slipped it into her purse.
“About ten minutes ago. She said to send her love.” She lifted her head to look at Aleck.
He leaned against the bar, arms folded across his broad chest, and a lazy gaze sliding over her. Lazy, predatory gaze.
A shiver of excitement raced down her spine as she thought about his promise from earlier tonight. A promise to basically screw her silly. He’d spoken those enflaming words right after she’d… The image floated through her head of just exactly what she’d done to him.
Had she ever been so brazen? So completely uncaring of her surroundings? So eager to just drop to her knees and give someone a blow job in the middle of a work shift? Never until Aleck. She’d lost her ever-loving mind. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to regret it.
He must’ve seen the look in her eyes because he unfurled himself from where he lounged at the bar and approached her.
Her quickening pulse jumped even faster and subconsciously she took a step backward. His soft laugh only raised the fine hairs on her arms and sent tingles of anticipation through her.
“Shouldn’t we head back to your place?” she asked, her voice uneven.
“We will in a bit.” He stopped right in front of her and reached out to tug the elastic band from her hair, sending the blonde strands sliding down her back. “I’ve been waiting quite impatiently, all evening, to have another moment alone with you.”
She couldn’t help a breathy laugh. “Did I leave you unsatisfied earlier?”
“Unsatisfied? Silly lass, you left me a melted puddle. I couldn’t move for at least a half hour.” He smiled, running his thumb and forefinger over a strand of hair. “But you did all the giving and I had no opportunity to touch in return.”
Her pulse jumped wildly. “Well, that is a damn shame, isn’t it?”
“Aye.” He moved his hands to her waist, stroking his thumbs over the sides of her stomach. “And I’ve been thinking about your mouth ever since.”
She inhaled unevenly and lifted a brow. “My mouth?”
“Mmm.” He lowered his head, so their breath mingled. “You have these lush, full pink lips that I love to kiss.”
He brushed his mouth over hers, so lightly that goose bumps rose on her body. She reached to hold his shoulders, not sure she could stand all too well anymore.
“That I love to nibble upon.” He caught her bottom lip between his teeth and tugged lightly.
All too soon he released it and stroked his tongue over the flesh, the gesture both soothing and arousing. Her fingers curled around his muscled shoulders, her nails scraping at him over his shirt.
He lifted his head slightly. “You have no idea how much I want to be inside you right now, Lana.”
There was no chance to breathe before his mouth crashed down on hers, not gentle or teasing, but in a possessive, heated claiming.
She opened to him, meeting his tongue with her own as her blood turned to fire from his aggression and words.
The hands that were at her waist slid to cup her bottom, lifting her easily off the ground so she could wrap her legs around him.
He held her, his tongue making love to her mouth as he carried her over to the pool table. He sat her on the edge, his hips thrusting between hers, making her feel his hardened flesh even through their layers of denim.
The heat between her legs bloomed into a frenzy of fire. She moaned, pressing herself against his thrusts. She wanted him inside her. Now. She couldn’t walk outside into that cold air, drive home and then start over. No. Her body was awake and desperate for his touch. Ready to explode like a firework with a lit fuse.
She pulled her mouth from his and whispered a ragged, “Please, Aleck.”
He broke the kiss and without a word, caught her shirt in his hands to tug it up and off her body. He discarded her black bra a moment later.
“Shite,” he hissed, cupping the fullness of her breasts in his hands. “These have been giving me hard-ons for too damn long now. So lush.” He leaned down and kissed one nipple and it puckered against his lips. “Beautiful. I couldn’t see them last night in the darkness.”
When he drew the tip into his mouth, she cried out and arched her back. He suckled the tip, lightly and then hard. She thrust her fingers into his hair, silently showing him she didn’t want him to be gentle. And then not so silently with her low groan of pleasure when he lightly bit the swollen tip.
He made a low, very-much-male growl and transferred his mouth to the other breast. He’d caught on fast to what she liked, because his mouth was firm and merciless. Sucking and biting, bringing her arousal to fever pitch.
She let out a cry of protest when he lifted his head, but it ended on a gasp as he lifted her from the table and set her on her feet. No words were spoken as he deftly turned her around so her back was to him.
He nuzzled the back of her neck, pressing a kiss against her nape. He slid his arm around her waist and his hand moved to splay over her belly. It rubbed the flesh there and she had a moment of self-consciousness, because it wasn’t a flat stomach by any means. But the insecurity disappeared just as quickly and she relaxed against him, loving the way his breath quickened. Grew deeper.
She rocked her bottom back against his erection and he groaned, his arm tightening around her waist as he thrust against her.
With skilled fingers he unfastened her jeans, tugging them and her panties over her hips and down her legs. She kicked off her shoes and stepped out of the clothes.
While he was fully clothed, she was completely naked. It should’ve made her feel vulnerable. Exposed. But instead it empowered her. With a purr of pleasure she rubbed back against him again.
There was no worry about waiting until they got home anymore. Clearly if he’d stripped her, he intended to have sex here. Maybe even on the pool table. Through her dazed thoughts, she realized that would be a first.
His arm returned around her waist, and he smoothed his hand over her stomach and then downward, to cup the flesh between her legs.
She rose to her tiptoes and rocked back against him. “Aleck…”
“Mmm. Yes, luv.”
He curled a finger into her aching channel and she shuddered with pleasure.
“Oh God, just don’t stop.”
“Wasn’t even considering it.” He added a second finger, sliding them both deep, before bringing one up to touch her clit.
Her body reacted like she’d received an electric shock, jerking and making her mind go white for a moment. He held the reins to her pleasure and wasn’t letting go.
Dimly, while he teased that sensitive spot, she was aware of his other hand caressing her bottom. He squeezed the flesh there, while rolling and pinching her clit.
Her breaths were ragged now, her moans low. She knew how close she was to the edge. The sharp whack and the slight sting of pain brought her back from the cliff of pleasure momentarily. But it rushed right back when she realized he’d smacked her ass.
Shock warred with pleasure and she lifted her head, trying to turn and look at him, but the second smack had her gasping and turning her gaze straight ahead again.
“That’s for making me be quite unprofessional earlier, luv.” His palm connected with her bottom again and she moaned. “Really quite naughty of you to go into your boss’ office and give him a blow job.”
“I didn’t hear you complain—oh!” Her breathy reply ended on another gasp of shock and pleasure as his smack connected harder.
“I think you hinted to me once about liking to be spanked,” he murmured against her ear. “It looks as if that wasn’t just a frivolous remark.”
No, it hadn’t been. But she couldn’t remember having said that to him before. She must’ve though, because he was here, bending her over the pool table and smacking her bottom. And she was loving every moment of it.
The spanking continued. Light and then harder, all while he continued to play with her clit. The need and heat inside her grew higher and faster. She moved against his hand, both arching into his hand between her legs and the hand that would lash across her ass.
“You look amazing,” he muttered thickly, his lips moving over her nape. “With my red handprint staining your pretty white arse.”
“Aleck.”
He caught her earlobe between his teeth and tugged lightly, his finger moving faster between her legs now.
“Ohmygod.” She gasped, throwing her head back against his shoulder as she ground against his hand. “So close.”
He smacked her bottom again, hard, and sank a finger deep into her sex. The combination sent her flying and screaming his name as she climaxed.
Her world was out of control, her mind a complete void as ecstasy took hold. Her legs gave out a moment later, and he caught her before she could hit the floor.
*
Aleck turned her gently in his arms, holding her boneless weight up as he pressed a soft kiss to her lips.
He hadn’t been attempting dirty talk by remarking on the beauty of her arse. It truly was amazing. Almost as amazing as the fact that she’d loved getting spanked, because he certainly enjoyed carrying out the act.
Picking her up, he laid her on the pool table. He slid his hands beneath her thighs to pull her forward, so her arse was on the wooden lip of the table. He smoothed his palms down her thighs, staring down at her lush, pale body laid out like a damn present for him. He’d take her here, just like this.
“Wow,” she murmured, her gaze still drugged with passion, “I did not see that coming.”
“The swats?”
Her mouth curled into a lazy smile. “Yeah. You’ve got a naughty side.”
His laugh was tight with the driving need to just take her. “Aye. And it seems you love it.”
“Hell yeah I do. You can spank my ass any day, boss boy.”
She stretched her arms above her head to grab the other side of the pool table. The move lifted her breasts, showing a small mole beneath one.
Unable to resist, he leaned down to kiss it, while cupping the softness of the breast in his palm.
She made a murmur of pleasure and her hips lifted in the silent signal that she needed more. Wanted him.
He straightened and dug into his pocket for the condom he’d grabbed. After undoing his fly and unzipping his jeans, he shoved them and his briefs below his knees.
Relief and anticipation flickered in her eyes. “I thought you were going to make us wait until we got back to your place.”
“That may have been the plan at one point, but the more time went by, the more I wanted you.” He pulled his cock free and placed the condom on it. “I came out of my office ready to fook you silly, lass.”
He heard her breath catch, whether at his words, or from the sight of him so completely hard and ready.
Her lashes fluttered down and she lifted her hips slightly. “Then what are you waiting for? Clearly I’m ready and willing. Pretty damn willing, actually.”
Choking on a laugh, and needing no more encouragement, he slid his hands to cup her arse and pull her forward so he was positioned perfectly between her legs.
He reached down to grasp himself, rubbing his cock back and forth over the glistening pink folds of her sex before slowly sliding it in.
The hot, warm suck of her flesh drew him deeper, and the air hissed out from between his clenched teeth.
When he lifted his gaze from where he entered her, to her face, he saw her lips parted on a silent moan and her eyes closed; dark lashes fanning out over flushed cheeks. Need swelled in him and he thrust deep, filling her completely and wrenching a soft gasp from Delonna.
He stayed buried inside her, taking a moment to revel in the feel of her for a moment.
“Have I hurt you?” he managed to ask, unevenly.
“No.” Her head moved from side to side, and she drew in a ragged breath. “You feel perfect. Incredible.”
“And I’ll say the same for you.” He began to move slowly inside her and was rewarded by her soft sigh. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this, Lana. How long I’ve wanted you.”
Her lashes fluttered up and she met his gaze as he eased deeper again into her. “Knowing I couldn’t have you because you were with that arsehole.”
Surprise flickered in her eyes, but still she stayed silent.
“When you would walk by, flirting so outrageously with me, something inside me went completely caveman. I imagined this.” He slid his gaze from the top of her head down to where they were joined.
“Here?” she whispered, a tiny line formed between her brows.
“Aye. I imagined grabbing you, stripping you and taking you on this bloody pool table.” He pulled slowly out. “Just.” Thrust hard. “Like.” Sank deep. “This.”
She cried out and there was no lightness or teasing in her expression anymore, just a sparkle of realization and acceptance in her pleasure-drugged eyes.
“Aleck.”
He didn’t mind it when she called him boss boy; it was a fun little teasing thing between them. But he loved it when she said his name, especially when it was on a needy whimper of desire.
He moved harder, completely losing all ability to hold a conversation, as pure need drove him. He tightened his hold on her arse, lifting her to make their joining even snugger. He knew he’d leave bruises on the insides of her thighs. They’d probably go well with the marks he was no doubt leaving on her arse from gripping it so hard.
His body tightened as release approached. He moved his hand to touch Delonna, but she was already climaxing. Her back arched and she cried out—the hot grip of her body tightening further around him.
With a strangled yell he buried himself deep and allowed the release to take him in waves of pleasure. Until his legs were shaking and his mind was empty. He dragged in ragged gasps of air, staring down at her, limp on the table. Her body spent and flushed with pleasure. Her eyes once more closed.
“God, Lana, you were worth the bloody wait.”
With his legs threatening to give out, he fell forward on top of her.
Just in time to miss the glass shards from the window that exploded as the pub was riddled with bullets.