Hard Love: A Bad Boy Fighter Romance (13 page)

Philip looked happy and
flattered when she mentioned he was intriguing. There was always an air of
satisfaction to him as if everything she said and did was exactly what he
wanted. Alyssa wasn’t sure how to feel about it. Part of her felt like she
should find it crude or offensive but, for some reason, she didn’t.

As she sat across from Philip
throughout dinner and got to know more about him, little by little she came to
the conclusion he was the type of person who would always confuse her. Her
usual feelings toward certain topics and reactions to certain statements were
different with Philip. She wasn’t quite sure why or what it was about him, but
it happened every time. She tired of analyzing everything he said.

After she excused herself to
the restroom, she stood in front of the mirrors in the makeup room and stared
at her reflection. She wasn’t really on a date with Philip. The entire
evening
she hadn’t been enjoying a date with a man she found
attractive and intriguing.

Instead she was seated at the
same table as him and picking every single little thing apart in her mind.
There was no room for enjoyment there. As she stood in front of the mirror in
the makeup room she decided it needed to stop. If she was so knit picky he
would throw her off course every time, she just needed take a deep breath and
go with the flow.

“I want to enjoy this,” she
said aloud to her own reflection. And something about actually saying it out
loud while looking into her own eyes struck her. It made the sentiment behind
the statement real.

She walked back to the dinner
table to find the entrées had been removed.

“Dessert is on its way,”
Philip told her. Alyssa looked at him. She didn’t recall ordering dessert.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I
took the liberty of ordering the dessert. It’s a specialty here and would
really like you to try it.” He brushed his thumb and index finger over his
upper lip and she saw a small amount of concern in his eyes. “Of course, you’re
free to let me know otherwise and order something else if you’d like.”

“Oh no,” she responded
quickly. “It’s okay.”

She gave him a soft smile
and, for the first time that evening, it felt genuine. It was Cassandra who
brought their dessert over. Alyssa felt the awkwardness crawl back over her
skin, but she tried to play it off by turning to look at Cassandra directly in
the eye and smiling widely.

“Thank you!” Alyssa exclaimed
before turning back to Philip, who was watching her rather closely. Cassandra
excused herself and Alyssa looked down at her dessert quickly before meeting
Philip’s gaze again.

“This looks delicious.”

“It tastes even more amazing
than it looks,” he responded. Alyssa shuddered and inadvertently squeezed her
thighs together. There had been something about the way he was looking at her
and the way he spoke that turned her on.

She had the distinct feeling
he had done it on purpose. Philip leaned forward and took his fork to pierce
the velvety surface of the cake. His eyes were still fixed on Alyssa as he
split a piece away from the tip of the cake slowly. There was a sparkle in his
bright blue eyes that hadn’t been there before.

Alyssa gulped.

She wanted to take her own
fork and taste the cake, but was transfixed. She couldn’t take her eyes off
Philip’s. Finally, he finished cutting a piece and he picked it up carefully
with his fork. She watched the perfectly sliced piece move up toward his lips,
but just as he was about to take the bite, he paused. Alyssa waited on baited
breath. Never had watching someone cut and eat cake been so incredibly
mesmerizing. Then she saw him move the fork slowly toward her.

“I think you should have the
first taste,” he said in a low, deep voice. It was dripping with sexual
suggestion as she squeezed her thighs against each other again. She gulped and
nodded, but didn’t open her mouth, not even as the fork got closer to her lips.

 
“Alyssa,” he practically whispered, “Open your
mouth.” His voice oozed soft and sexy and the way he was staring into her eyes
made her feel something she had not felt in a very, very long time. Only she
couldn’t remember ever feeling it so intensely.

Slowly, she opened her mouth
as he slipped the cool fork into it, mouth closing around the cake with a
smile. He drew the fork back as he smiled and licked his lips. She watched his
tongue glide from one corner of his mouth to the other before remembering to
chew.

 
“This is
amazing
,”
she said after swallowing the bite.

“Isn’t it just?” Philip asked
rather intensely.

She had the feeling he wasn’t
exactly talking about the cake, but was playing along with her choice of words.
Never had she experienced such a seduction technique. She felt her cheeks grow
hot and was sure they were flushed red. When he leaned forward and reached out
to brush his thumb over the top of her cheek she knew she must be fire engine
red.

 
“Why are you blushing?” he teased. Alyssa felt
her face grow hotter. He leaned in even closer, minding not to get cake on his
coat, and whispered, “You look even prettier with your cheeks all red like
that, did you know?”

Alyssa’s breath caught in her
throat. She felt like everything was suddenly going quiet and she could only
hear the sound of her heart racing. Could he hear it too? He removed his hand
and sat back on his chair, nodding toward her cake.

 
“All yours,” he told her. Alyssa nodded slowly
and came back down to reality.

Finally, she managed to pick
up her fork and cut a piece of her own. He started to make conversation once
again as she ate her slice of cake. Every question he asked was well thought
out and interesting. He had the grace of being able to keep conversation
flowing naturally and it made things easy for Alyssa.

There wasn’t a single moment
of awkwardness. What she didn’t notice was that he kept the conversation
centered on her and had continued to use a subtly seductive tone of voice. It
was part of his seduction technique.

Does it still count as falling for it if I know what he’s doing? I
just like it
, she
thought.

It didn’t matter what it
counted as, what mattered was that it was working. She was more attracted to
him than ever and by the time they had finished dessert, he was holding her
hand as they walked out of the restaurant.

She didn’t even pay attention
to Cassandra as they walked past her out the door.

Philip’s mansion was a bit
removed from the downtown area, but Alyssa could understand why. It was obvious
he lived in the kind of gated community where only the cream of the crop lived.
The exclusivity wasn’t to be missed and the peacefulness of the entire
community was something that must have come at a premium.

She found herself vaguely
wondering how much it would cost to live there even in the smallest house. It
was during the ride back that she wondered why she was even going back home
with him. It wasn’t that she didn’t understand the motive behind it; she didn’t
understand why she had so easily agreed to it.

 
But those thoughts withered away as the drive
continued and Philip unbuckled her seat belt to pull her toward him. He reached
over her body to buckle the seat belt, slowly and sensually running his hand
over her stomach as he dragged the belt across it.

When he touched her, Alyssa
didn’t feel odd. It didn’t feel like it was too fast or shouldn’t be happening.
It was never an accident. Every time he made physical contact with her it was
intentional. Every time it made her heart race and body feel a bit warmer.

She liked the way his hands
felt even from the minimal touching they had done. But she loved the way his
bright blue eyes had a new sparkle in them, one that showed how attracted he
was to her. Not to mention, the sound of his low deep voice sent chills down
her neck. He used that soft tone to seduce her and it worked like magic.
 

As they walked down the
pathway leading to his front door he didn’t once remove his hand from her lower
back. She liked the feeling of his warm hand on her back and she knew perfectly
well where this all was headed. She was surprised she was even going for it
since it wasn’t entirely in her character, but she was incredibly intrigued.

Not to mention she found
Philip extremely attractive and it had nothing to do with the size of his bank
account. The two of them walked on in silence and less than a minute later he
was jiggling his keys in his pocket. He slid his key into the lock and turned
until they heard a small ‘click’. Before he had a chance to open it, it was
pulled from the other side and the two were greeted by a very friendly looking
butler.

“Good evening, sir.” The
butler said as he stepped aside so they could enter. Alyssa and the butler were
introduced before Philip dismissed him and walked over to the couch with
her.
 

She leaned her head against
his shoulder as soon as they sat down. There was something about being in his
house and being close to him that made her rest her head on him so
instinctively.

He smells good
, Alyssa thought as his scent wafted up to her nose.

 
She heard some clicking of shoes and that was
when she lifted her head from his shoulder to check where it was coming from.
She saw a housekeeper woman walk by holding a basket, but she quickly
disappeared behind the wall without having even looked in their direction.
Alyssa wondered how many people he had working in his mansion, but her thoughts
were quickly distracted as she looked around the sitting room.

All the furniture was
remarkably ornate and high end without looking over the top. It didn’t look
like the sitting room of someone with something to prove. It just looked like
he had been careful in selecting what went in his house, or at least hiring someone
who was.

Alyssa noticed the selected
artworks and how even those matched the overall theme, color, and feeling of
the couches, chairs, and drapes. The room was beautiful and perfectly put
together. Philip continued talking to her for a bit before he stood up and took
her hand, claiming he wanted to show her the main living room where he usually
hosted company.

As the two of them walked
down the hallway to the main living room Alyssa felt his hand bump against hers
more than just a couple of accidental times. Then he took her hand and held it
much more firmly than he had when they exited the restaurant. She barely had
time to look around the main living room when she was already being pressed up
against the wall. His lips landed on her so soft and skillfully she barely
noticed it was happening before it was too late.

The kiss was slightly rough,
but it still came as a surprise to her since she would have never expected it
from him. She jerked her head back a bit to look at him in surprise. He looked
as if he wanted to ask her something, but was holding back.

Alyssa nodded. She wanted him
to kiss her again, she wanted it to continue. She just hadn’t known what to
expect. Perhaps she would be able to better prepare herself now.

The idea that Philip Walton
was going to be gentle completely went out the window with a kiss.
  

He leaned forward so that his
body pressed up against hers. Alyssa broke the kiss and turned her head to the
left to catch her breath.

“Oh my goodness,” she
breathed out.

She was in utter disbelief.
The deep breath she had taken woke her mind up a bit as she realized fully
where she was, whom she was with, and what they were doing together. She knew
where it was leading. She wanted it to happen; she wanted him badly, but it wasn’t
lost on her that it was a pretty big deal. She still couldn’t believe that, of
all the women he could have approached, it had been her.

She actually accepted the
date and now they were being all hot and heavy in his fancy living room.

Philip interrupted her
thoughts by placing his hand on her cheek and leaning in to kiss her again,
this time even a bit
more rough
than before.
 
Alyssa had never been kissed that way before.
She liked it. Not one man she had ever been with had pressed his lips roughly against
hers in a way that made her weak in the knees. Then again, there were a lot of
things about Philip that were different.

He had been taking control
from the moment they met, only she hadn’t quite realized it right off the bat.
Even that was something she had never experienced before.
 
No man she had ever been with had behaved
this way and, truth be told, she wasn’t opposed to it in the slightest.

As he continued to kiss her,
she completely let herself get lost in the moment. No more thoughts. No more
questions. No more shock. This was far too good to not enjoy it fully.

Tiny tingles attacked her
skin as his hands slowly moved up until he was rubbing her breasts over her
dress. The movement and pressure was unhurried and soft at first, but he slowly
started getting more rough. Both types of touch felt equally good to her in
completely different ways. Alyssa moaned softly into his mouth. He responded to
the moan by thrusting his hips forward.

Her breath stilled as she
felt his bulge push against her. The friction the movement created felt so good
she broke the kiss with a louder moan. Despite that there was no direct skin on
skin contact, she already felt pleasure starting to build inside her. She
pushed her hips forward a bit to feel his hardness rub against her again and
she moaned.

Philip pushed the neckline of
her dress down until the material moved over her breasts to expose her sexy
lace bra. He didn’t waste any time, immediately dipping his head down and
nipping at her neck before running the tip of his tongue straight down along
the line of her collarbone. Her knees wobbled as she clutched at his arms to
remain standing. His tongue continued to tickle her until she felt his hot
breath land on her cleavage.
 

Philip tugged down the lace
of one of the cups of her bra to fully expose one of her breasts and Alyssa
soon felt his hot, warm mouth close around her hard nipple.
 
She gasped out at the sensation and sharply
inhaled when he sucked on it. He started off gently at first, but it wasn’t
long before he was pinching her nipples with his teeth as he sucked.

He didn’t nibble on her
nipple, but he did use his teeth to play with it as he sucked, alternating in
pressure. Like everything else he was rough, but Alyssa liked it. She had never
been touched like that before and everything about it made her heart race.
Philip reached around her back to unclasp her bra before unzipping her dress
slowly.

He pulled his head away as
she wiggled her body so the dress would slip off. She stepped out of it and
kicked it away just before he pushed her back against the wall hard. Her back
made a loud thud against the wall as he continued fondling her breasts,
alternating licking and sucking in the same way he had before.
 

Alyssa let out a breathy
whimper as one of his hands ran down along the slight curve of her waist,
cupping her hip briefly before moving in and slipping under the waistband of
her matching lace panties.

She
mouth
locked open in a silent scream the moment she felt the tip of his finger make
contact with her slit. Philip ran his finger up and down her wet slit. She
thrust her chest towards him as he started to kiss up along her chest and neck
until he took her lips and initiated another deep, rough kiss.

His body pinned her against
the wall so much it nearly hurt, but she didn’t mind. She wanted to be as close
to him as possible. It only heightened everything and turned her on even more.
He pushed against her, applying more pressure to her wetness. She was getting
even more turned on than she already was. As he continued kissing her Alyssa
made muffled moans of pleasure in his mouth and her mind was lost in
ecstasy.
 

Suddenly, he stepped back and
slid his hand out of her panties, making her whimper at the loss of pressure.
She watched as he unzipped his pants, hurriedly pushing them down along with
his boxers and kicking them off to the side.
 
Alyssa reached forward and pushed his suit jacket off his shoulders so
that it landed on the floor in a heap.

She grabbed the hem of his
shirt and pulled it up before quickly undoing the buttons to reveal his toned
bronzed skin.
 
Philip’s skin looked so
incredibly smooth and sexy that Alyssa couldn’t hold back from touching it. Her
hands ran over his stomach, admiring how his toned abs felt underneath her
fingertips. Without warning he grabbed her hand in a tight grip and moved it
back to pin it to the wall.

He stepped in so that he was
standing even closer to her and kissed her even more roughly than he had
before. It was as if the more heated things got, the rougher he got.

And she liked it.
 

Philip groaned into her mouth
when his hard dick rubbed up against the soaking wet crotch of her panties.
Alyssa grinded her hips against him to create more friction as they both broke
the kiss to moan in pleasure. Quickly, he gathered himself and pinned both her
wrists to the wall above her head with one hand, leaving his other hand free to
press her hips back against the wall.

He left a trail of wet, open-mouthed
kisses down along her neck before nibbling softly at her skin. Then he’d stop
to dart his tongue out and run it along the teeth marks left behind.
 

His hips thrust forward once
with a lot of force, making Alyssa gasp out loud at the quick and hard contact
of his hardness against the wet crotch of her panties. Her knees started to
wobble. She fidgeted with her arms, wanting to grip his shoulders for balance.
This only made him tighten his grip and thrust his hips forward against her a
couple more times before finally letting go of her wrists and stepping back.

Alyssa was breathing heavily,
her breasts heaving with every bit of air she let in. His eyes slowly raked
over every single inch of her body and Alyssa could see the lust building up in
his eyes with each second that ticked by. He licked his lips hungrily and
reached out to take her hand.

He held her hand tightly as
he led her down a long hallway until they reached the foot of a long, marble
staircase. He pulled her by the hand and led her upstairs and down another
hallway until they reached what Alyssa assumed was his bedroom. It didn’t
matter that he had staff living there, it hadn’t stopped him from littering the
main living room with discarded clothing and dragging a mostly naked young
woman across the house to his bedroom.

Any one of the staff members
could have seen them, but none of it mattered to either one of them. As soon as
they were in the bedroom he pushed her onto the bed. She bounced up and down a
couple times with a quick laugh and then placed her hands flat on the surface
of the bed, marveling at how incredibly soft his comforter felt to the touch.