Heart Lies & Alibis (5 page)

This made me laugh. I couldn't remember the last time I gave a guy a 'raging boner'. It had certainly not happened with Thad for a long time. But I also thought Declan was exaggerating a bit. Still, his words helped. "Okay lover boy. You don't need the smooth talk anymore." I leaned in close to his ear, allowing my breasts to press against his chest and was rewarded with another deep groan before I whispered "You're going to get laid tonight. I guarantee it."

He took my face in his hands and looked deep into my eyes. "I guess I will have to show you how beautiful you are then."

He stood up from the couch and took my hand, leading me down the hall to his bedroom. This was my final chance to stop this breathtaking insanity and I knew I wouldn't take it. He stopped outside the door and again as if he had read my thoughts he asked "Is this okay Reagan?" As he nodded toward the bedroom.

My only answer was to pull him in for another scorching kiss. He turned me around until my back pressed against the door and deepened the kiss until we were once again breathless and near delirious with our needs. Finally, he opened the door and guided me toward the bed, kicking the door closed again with his foot.

I stopped him before we reached the bed and he watched as I freed myself from the confines of my jeans, his eyes awash in a new wave of desire. When I wiggled out of them and kicked them to the side with my foot, he quickly did the same until we stood nearly naked with him in boxer briefs and me in a thong. Without another word, he reached for me again and we tumbled onto the bed.

It has been a long time since any man but Thad has touched me this intimately and I was immediately grateful for the bourbon courage I had flowing through my body. Declan looked more incredible without clothes than I could have imagined. I especially noticed the way his boxer briefs were strained with the growing bulge between his legs. I was anxious but also excited to see all of him.

He was kissing me again, his tongue a welcome friend in my mouth, as his hands slowly caressed me from the top of my back down to my ass and up again. His chest pressed against my tingling nipples, the tiny buds stiff and sensitive to the sensation. My gasp of pleasure was muffled in our kiss as he took one nipple between his thumb and forefinger gently rolling it back and forth. I threaded my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer as I pressed more insistently against his body.

His hand released my nipple, sliding along my waist to my hip and eventually stopping at my thigh. He swirled his fingers along my thigh, leaving a trail of heat against my skin. His hand moved inward, his thumb nimbly slipping inside the top of my panties. I stop breathing for a moment, caught in the sensation of his thumb at the top of my pussy. He slid his fingers lower, deeper, opening the folds already slick with wetness and anticipation. I gasped as his thumb found my clit, which was swollen and sensitive to his touch. I arched against the motion, pressing into his thumb as he rubbed with increasing pressure. The sensation rolled through my body like thunder, igniting and electrifying with each touch.

I needed to touch him, to feel him in my hand so I maneuvered just enough to slip my hands inside his boxer briefs where I could reach his cock. A low groan escaped him as I brushed his tip with my fingers before gliding my hand softly down over the hard shaft. His size filled my grip and I want to feel him inside me. I pushed at the sides of his shorts, ready to have him free of any further barriers except my pussy. He stopped long enough to help shuck them off and to the floor before he knelt above me, his hands at the sides of my thong, his eyes locked on mine. His voice was husky with barely restrained desire when he spoke. "Your turn," he said before removing the last bit of clothing between our bodies.

He smiled wickedly as he tossed them over his shoulder and then paused a moment to look at me, his eyes sliding slowly over my body, and I found I enjoyed the sensation more than I thought I would. Declan made me feel sexy and desirable for the first time in a long time and I was more than ready to return the favor.

"Protection?" I asked, and watched as he retrieved a condom from the bedside table, sliding it on with the slightest motion. He clearly has done this a time or two.

Oh I am ready for this. I reached up and pulled his lips back to mine as he pressed his shaft into my entrance. I was tight after such a lackluster past few months with Thad but Declan was slow, testing a bit at a time before finally sliding all the way in and filling me with a fullness I had forgotten. The sensation was heady and intoxicating and oh so hot I nearly cried out from the relief.

He began a slow motion rhythm, sliding almost all the way out before plunging back in to bury himself deep in my heat. My legs wrapped around his body with my heals on each ass cheek, I gently pushed him to go faster, harder, deeper. I clutched at his back, the well-formed muscles hard beneath my hands as he works to comply with my demands.

I could hear my voice in the room, my moans and gasps and "oh my gods" were foreign to my ears. Declan was kissing me again and then pulling back, his face awash in pure pleasure. I watched as his eyes crackled with the heat blazing between our bodies and I knew I had needed this moment for a long time.

I could barely string the words together but I managed to gasp "I want to be on top now." I almost cried out from the sudden emptiness I felt when he pulled free and maneuvered below me while I rolled up onto his belly. I pulled myself onto my knees, lifting slightly to slide back onto his shaft. I balanced my hands on his chest, my breasts hanging heavy above him, just out of the reach of his warm mouth. Declan groaned, his head pressed hard into the pillow, his eyes closed and his hands at my hips, as he guided me up and down with an increasing tempo. We were soon back to climbing towards our mutual climaxes and I was almost out of my mind with pleasure.

My release built with each plunge, my body tensed, and my pussy tightened around him as I fell over the edge into the abyss. I cried out his name, my body racked with wave after wave of pleasure, tingling and twitching, until I thought I would never cum again.

Declan remained as still as he could be, letting me writhe above him. I was lost in the moment and completely undone. I felt him tense and knew his release was only held back by his complete and total focus on the moment. When my body had calmed, I moved just enough to rotate my hips so my pussy swirled around his cock. He groaned again, deep and primal, before he held my hips hard in his hands, pushing deep inside me before finally letting go. His release was as powerful as mine and I could barely keep my balance as he finished. Wow. That was what my life had been missing for sure.

We fell back against the pillows, out of breath and out of the ability to think or talk. Our bodies were slick with sex and sweat as we lay sprawled on top of the tangled sheets satisfied. I could hear Declan's breath and knew my own must have sound just as ragged in the otherwise silent room. My heart pounded against my chest and my head was spinning from the moment of complete abandon.

I'd been lucky to have had some pretty good sex in my life. First, there was Lincoln, my first boyfriend and a dark shadow from my past. He had taught me how to be a woman and sent my young libido into overdrive from the moment we met. A few guys from college, who could leave me feeling mighty fine by the end of a long weekend. And then I had met Thad my last year in law school. He had the experience of a seasoned lover and he was very good at sharing that experience with me. The first months we were together were wild and hot with many a weekend spent never leaving his king sized bed except to get the delivery food we had on speed dial. But none of those lovers had ever left me as satisfied or as turned on as Declan had tonight. This thing between us could get complicated for sure.

Chapter 4

I rolled over, resting my arms on his chest with my chin on my arms and watched him for a time. His dark hair was slightly mussed, as only great sex can leave it. He had one hand tucked behind his head and his other played softly with my hair. His eyes were closed, but a small smile played at the corner of his lips. He looked completely satisfied.

I had only known him a few hours and yet I knew I had never felt this safe or this happy in my life. I was pretty sure it was the sex talking, all those hormones still flooding my body, or maybe the whiskey was still filling my head but I didn't care. I was as cynical as they came, but I knew how to read people and could usually know when things were right. I felt that way now. Again doubt started to creep into the space between the euphoria of an amazing climax and my new found feelings of contentment. I knew I'd better get a few things clear between us.

"Are you awake?" I was not sure exactly what else to say right then.

"Um hmm. I am. Why? Can I help you with something?" His hand slid enticingly down my back. His fingers made my skin explode with goosebumps and I felt a stirring of desire start to grow.

Yes, yes you can
I moaned in my head but aloud I said, "Well, I guess I need you to understand a few things. About me. And this, and what happened. Before it gets even more complicated." The lawyer in me never could shut up.

His eyes opened, and he looked at me with a sincere face of concern. His fingers rubbed softly along my cheek. "Okay Reagan. I'm listening."

I sat up a bit and furrowed my brow, trying to find the right words that would be honest yet not send him running or having pity for me. "I don't usually, I mean I'm not exactly a 'one-night stand' kinda girl. Not for many years at least." I smiled and he grinned. "And certainly not since I got married." That last sentence caught his attention as he struggled to sit up.

His face flared with anger. Oh crap. What had I said wrong? "I'm sorry. I must have misheard you because I thought you just said something about being married but that can't be right." His tone had lost all of its softness.

"Technically, I'm separated but yes, in the eyes of the state of Texas, I'm still Mrs. Thaddeus McCallister... "the rest of my sentence trailed off as Declan stood up and yanked on his jeans. He paced for a minute, running his hand through his hair, shaking his head and talking to himself. I was a little scared that I had made a mistake in telling him the truth. I sat up pulling the sheet around me and watched him. Why was he angry?

He stopped, one hand on his hip while the other gestured wildly in the air. "Let me make sure I have this clear. I just fucked another man's wife? I might do some questionable things with my life but I usually draw the line at committing adultery. Call me old fashioned I guess, but this is information I would have liked to have known
prior
to sleeping with you." His eyes blazed with anger and I wasn't sure what to say. He was so mad and I knew he probably had a right to be upset. I hadn't set out to deceive him but I had and now I had to face the consequences.

I took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. "Let me explain. Thad and I were well on our way to a divorce. The past year, we had tried counseling but nothing seemed to be working. We agreed to give things one more go and were set for a romantic trip this weekend. Except I found him in his office last night, banging the shit out of his 24-year-old law assistant." Declan's eyes shot up at this information and a hint of the earlier compassion I had seen returned.

I shrugged before continuing. "You're right, I'm married but it is more of a technicality than anything and something that will be remedied as soon as possible. I'm sorry if sleeping with me offended your highly developed sense of morals because that wasn't my intention. I thought we were both looking for a good time without strings. I'm sorry if it turned into something vile for you. I can't change the fact I am still married tonight but I don't think it should define this moment either. I think it would be best for everyone if I left now." I slid off the bed and quickly grabbed my clothes. Declan continued to shake his head in disbelief and I hoped I could get dressed and keep the damn tears at bay until I reached my car. I stumbled to the bedroom door without another word.

Before I could make my escape, he stepped up behind me. "Wait, wait. Please stop. Reagan." He held the bedroom door closed with one hand as I struggled to get it open as the tears started to fall. He wrapped his arms around me and nuzzled my hair. "Please don't go. I'm sorry too. I overreacted a bit. Please don't go." He whispered. I allowed him to turn me around until we were face to face. I tried to look anywhere but at him. I had always hated crying in front of men and had spent a lifetime perfecting a tough exterior that prevented it but something about Declan broke through my defensive walls and the tears streamed down my cheeks.

"Reagan, look at me please." I met his eyes. "I'm really sorry I overreacted. I have a real hard time with infidelity in a marriage because my dad cheated on my mom their whole marriage, right up until she died. After seeing how much pain it caused, I always promised myself I wouldn't be involved in a relationship where I could hurt someone that way." He tilted my chin so I had to look into his eyes. The concern I found there was real and I felt worse for having caused him even the slightest pain.

I blinked back a new wave of tears. "I am sorry too Declan. I never meant for my problems to become your problem. I should have told you upfront what my life was like right now. But hell, I didn't plan on sleeping with you after just meeting you so I didn't think that far ahead."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Are ya sure about that? I mean you practically undressed me at the bar with your eyes and then you almost jumped me in the parking lot so I'm pretty sure you had some plans for the evening." He winked, adding a devilish grin.