“Hell, Natches,” Alex drawled. “I finally met a Mackay that knows how to quit. Now, here’s one for the record books. Congratulations.”
His gaze never wavered from her.
“Looks that way, doesn’t it?” she retorted coolly. “You can leave, too, by the way. I don’t think your services are required anymore.”
“My services?” His brows arched. “Well now, ain’t that too bad. But we can discuss that little particular after your brother leaves.” His gaze moved to Natches then. “Or not. All according to how pissed off he wants to get tonight, I guess.”
Chaya rose from the couch. “Yes, time for us to leave, honey.” She caught Natches’s hand as he glowered at Alex. “Now, Natches.”
“We’re going to discuss this,” he warned Alex.
“Uh-huh. Add it to the rest of the subjects you’ve warned me we’re going to discuss. I’m sure I’ll get around to it later.”
Janey watched, forcing back the trembling in her hands, feeling it settle in her stomach as her brother and sister-in-law left. Slowly. Natches was angry, but for once he was reining that anger in. That didn’t bode well for her. Alex didn’t move from where he leaned against the wall. His head tilted, his gaze growing curious as the door closed, and he reached out and slid the locks home.
“I asked you to leave as well,” she told him, keeping her voice low, the quiver out of it.
“You sure did.” He nodded his head slowly.
“Then why are you still standing here?”
“Because my dick’s still hard,” he answered her. “You made some pretty heavy promises tonight, Janey.” He straightened slowly. “We’ll see to those first. Then we’ll discuss that insanity you just spouted about going back to California.”
A shiver raced up her spine as he took a step toward her.
“I changed my mind about the supposed promises.” She tried to sneer. “Sorry, Alex. Go find blondie; I’m sure she’ll take care of that hard-on for you.”
He smiled. And that smile sent a nervous reaction shuddering through her so hard that this time, her hands did tremble. Her pu**y quivered. Her cl*t became so hard, so sensitive, she swore the rasp of her panties was going to cause her to come as the reaction punched into her womb.
He looked wild. Sexy. Dangerous.
“Doesn’t work that way,” he growled. “Oh, baby, not even in your wildest dreams does it work that way.”
His arm snaked around her waist, jerked her to him. His hand cupped her neck, holding her in place.
“Now I’ll just show you exactly how it does work.”
TEN
Alex couldn’t explain, even to himself, why the hell the thought of her leaving, running, affected him like it did. It made him crazy, made him wild. Made him determined to show her exactly why she wasn’t walking away from Somerset, or from him.
He’d warned her he was hard, warned her he wouldn’t be an easy lover, yet when his lips came down on hers, he found himself pulling back, holding back, more eager for the heat and seductive pleasure than the wild, hard clash of pure lust.
There was something about her small, fragile body that made him feel bigger, stronger than he was.
Something about the strength of her hunger that filled him with a sense of awareness, of the primitive possessiveness that he had been fighting for years.
Janey was different. There was something so special, so intrinsically unique, about her, that he knew she would never recede into the back of his memories as every other woman had.
Janey would always demand his attention. Without design, without even trying; if she was near, she would always enchant his senses.
A terrifying thought for a man who had ensured that no woman ever chained his soul. If he had enough sense left inside him to think.
The moment his lips touched hers, there was no thought. There was nothing but Janey. Her lips opening beneath his, wild and hungry as her arms curled around his neck and she all but climbed his body in her attempt to get closer.
He clasped her neck, feeling its fragility beneath his palm. He could feel her pulse pounding in the side of her neck, and beneath his fingers he could feel the tension building at the back of the slender column.
Her shy little tongue touched his, then licked, sucking his tongue into her mouth. She moaned as his lips slanted over hers.
She was as untamed as the wind. He had felt it in her, sensed it in her, even before he saw her dancing at that damned bar. Before he felt her body swaying, moving against his, and saw the exquisite joy she found in the dance.
Now he’d show her a different dance.
“You think it’s so easy to walk away,” he murmured against her lips. “Get up in the morning and walk away from this. I dare you.”
He deepened the kiss, leaning her into the wall as he lifted her, forcing her legs around his waist and pressing his c**k between her thighs as he braced her against the wall.
One hand held her neck, the other her ass. His fingertips caressed and stroked as his tongue commanded her lips, her mouth. Deep, wicked kisses. Kisses that seared his soul even as those desperate moans echoing in her throat became more imperative.
Her hands were at the back of his head, trying to hold him to her. Sharp little nails pierced his scalp, adding to the sensations. He could feel the dominance, the hard-core sexuality inside him rising to the fore. But it didn’t overwhelm the kiss. Something else, a heavy vein of gentleness, a need for tenderness, tempered yet heated him further.
God, he was burning for her. His balls were on fire, his c**k harder than it had ever been. If he didn’t get her to a bed then, he was going to end up f**king her against the wall.
He moved, stumbled a bit, trying to kiss her and get them to her bedroom at the same time. He wasn’t about to let her go yet. To release those lush, pouty lips that moved beneath his, suckled at his tongue and moaned with such earthy pleasure.
Damn her. She was twisting him in so many different directions he didn’t know what the hell to do with the feelings he could feel breaking free inside him.
He’d never known this rich, desperate tenderness for any other woman. Tenderness mixed with a lust so overwhelming he wondered if he would survive it.
Laying her back on her wide bed, Alex rose over her, holding her h*ps to him as he settled against her, both hands clasping her head as he moved his lips from hers to her jaw, then her neck.