Heart & Soul: The Surprise (Heartland Series) (2 page)

"You
don't strike me as the kind of man who wounds easily Mr Lockwood. In fact, you
strike me as the kind of man who appreciates honesty."

"Oh
I do Samantha, honesty is a rarity in the showbiz industry.
 
Of course, it only really works if you're
actually being honest."

Seeing
his words register with her, he grabbed the opportunity when it presented
itself and took a step closer, closing the distance between them to just a few
inches.
 
He'd been correct in his belief
that she'd been lying.
 
If this woman
hadn't thought about him since yesterday, then he had seriously underestimated
his attractiveness to the opposite sex.
 

Her
breathing had quickened, so much so that he had to fight hard not to lower his
eyes to the rapid rise and fall of her chest.
 
There was a rosy flush to her cheeks and her eyes were practically
smouldering.
 
What would she do if he
just kissed her right now?
 
It was a very
tempting idea, one that he thought she would welcome, if her current state was
anything to go by.

"That's
rather arrogant of you Mr Lockwood, to presume all I've been doing since I saw
you yesterday is thinking of you."

He
smiled, he couldn't help it.
 
For a
fleeting moment, he thought he may have been wrong, but he dismissed that
straightaway when she folded her arms across her chest, a defensive gesture if
ever he'd seen one. She was trying to put a barrier between them.

He
had to give her credit, she was nothing like the other women he came across in
his work.
 
Everyone fell over themselves
to give him what he wanted, telling him what they thought he wanted to hear to
make him happy.
 
Samantha had been right
when she'd said he appreciated honesty and right now she was being brutally
honest with him.
 

He
found it hotter then hell.

"I
never presume Samantha, I just say it like I see it and right now...." he
said as he lifted his hand to play with the collar of her blouse, his fingers
brushing against the skin of her neck, causing her at gasp at the sensation
"....I'd say you're being less than honest about how being around me makes
you feel."

Alistair
didn't move his hand as he let his fingers lightly graze the skin of her
neck.
 
It was taking everything inside
him not to haul her against his body and devour her.
 
He could see her breathing had quickened
still and the pulse in her throat was visible as it beat rapidly. Moving his
fingers round he slowly ran them across the throbbing pulse point, feeling her
swallow under his fingertips.
 

He
could tell she was fighting the attraction just as much as he was.
 
The air was thick with sexual tension and he
knew in that moment that something would happen between them. When, he didn't
know but like snow in winter, it was inevitable.

oOo

Sam
was falling under his spell and falling fast. She could barely breathe as she
fought to remain steady.
 
Just the gentle
caress of his fingers was playing havoc with her body.
 
Her heart was pumping so hard she was sure it
was visible through her shirt.
 
Her
breathing was all over the place, her nipples were tight to the point that the
contact with the lace of her bra was causing her body to tingle.
 
She was also pretty sure her panties were now
completed soaked.
 
What this man could do
her to with just a few well chosen words and a gentle touch was beyond anything
she'd ever felt before.

Sam
was just minutes away from begging him to take her.
 
She didn't care that they were in an elevator
in the building where she worked, all she cared about was alleviating the ache
that she felt between her thighs.
 
The
throbbing there was immense and she knew it wouldn't take much to bring her to
climax.

Her
eyes were locked onto his as Sam unfolded the arms that were still crossed over
her chest.
 
Dropping them to her sides,
she pressed her palms against the the cold metal wall, hoping the contact would
cool her overheated skin.
 

It
didn’t.

There
was a part of her that was screaming for her to put an end to this and just
walk away.
 
There was no way this going
to end well.
 
Yet the other part was
urging her to go for it, take a risk.
 
Plenty of women just had sex with a guy and remained friends.
 
It wasn't like she was actually friends with
Alistair, but she guessed the principal was the same.
 
No strings, mind-blowing, earth-shattering
sex. With no feelings.

Yeah
right.

No
strings sex was something Sam had never been able to do.
 
She knew that if anything happened between
her and Alistair, feelings would almost definitely be involved.
 
On her part at least. Already she
 
felt something towards him.
 
Granted it was probably pure lust at this
stage but still, there was definitely something brewing beneath the surface.

Her
breath hitched as his fingers stopped their downward trajectory and moved
upwards.
 
Sam watched as she slowly
turned his hand before grazing his knuckles across her cheek.
 
Against her wishes, her eyes slid closed and
she couldn't stop the yearning groan that slipped passed her lips.
 
The tension between them was palpable as she
forced her eyes open, seeing he'd moved closer still.
 
They were now only millimetres apart.
 

Gazing
into his eyes, they flicked down to glance at his lips.
 
They were slightly parted and his breath was
leaving him in short sharp bursts.
 
He
was struggling just as much as she was and he wasn't even trying to hide it.
When his hand turned again so his palm cradled her face, she tilted her head at
the contact, loving how his touch made her feel.
 
Such a simple action, yet it felt so
intimate.

Lifting
her hands, she placed them where she wanted them.
 
Her intention had been to push him away but
she gasped as she flattened her palms against his chest, feeling the hard
muscle beneath his shirt.
 
She knew he
had a physique to die for, she'd seen pictures all over the Internet from his
modelling days and the few times he'd gone topless in his movies.
 
Chiselled to perfection would be an
understatement to describe how he'd looked in those shots.
 
Now she had the real thing in front of her and
despite his shirt, she could feel the heat between them as it slowly began to
consume her.

~ 2 ~

Alistair
loved how easily she responded to his touch.
 
He also liked that she didn't appear to be trying to hide it
anymore.
 
When her hands slowly moved up
to rest against his chest, his breath caught.
 
The only thing that would make it better would be if his damn shirt
wasn't in the way.
 
He knew that having
her against him, skin on skin, would be like nothing he'd ever experienced
before. This was the direction in which they were headed and he couldn’t wait
to get there.

As
her fingers flexed in the material of his shirt, he let his hand leave her
face.
 
Alistair saw a flash of something
in her eyes, disappointment maybe?
 
Now
that he'd felt her soft skin against his, he couldn't stay away as he settled
his hands at her waist, moving closer still until her hands were trapped
between them. Alistair looked down into her eyes as he rocked his hips into
hers, seeing them darken even more as her lips parted on a gasp.
 
He knew she could feel how hard he was.
 
She’d done that to him and the look in her
eyes told him that she loved the thought of it.
 
She was seeing the same thing in his eyes as he saw in hers.
 
Desire.
 
Pure, unadulterated desire.

Taking
a breath, Alistair lowered his head, his lips softly skimming across her neck.
He heard her sharp intake of breath and felt the tremble throughout her body as
her hands moved to rest on his upper arms. He edged his body even closer and
pressed her firmly against the elevator wall, inhaling deeply as her scent
filled his senses.

"You
smell fucking amazing Samantha." Alistair said as he peppered her neck
with wet kisses. "You taste so sweet.
 
I want to take you right here." He heard her whimper as her head
fell to the side, giving him better access to her slender neck.
 
"You like the sound of that Sam? You
like the idea of me fucking you in this elevator where anyone could find
us?" He felt her grip on his arms tighten as her breathing quickened.
"Do you Samantha?"
 
He heard
her mumble what sounded like a yes as he nipped at her earlobe, eliciting a
sharp gasp from her lips. “Tell me baby. Do you want my hard cock deep inside
you?”

“Oh
God Alistair.” Samantha panted, “I shouldn’t but I do.”

“Not
good enough baby.
 
Tell me what you
want.”

He
didn’t know why he needed her to say it, but he did.
 
Knowing she wanted him wasn’t enough, he
needed to hear her verbalise her desire for him; needed her to tell him that
she wanted him buried deep inside of her warmth.

“I
want you inside me Alistair.”

Alistair
heard her sigh rather than say the words and he smiled against her soft skin,
his hands holding her waist tightly, preventing her from moving from his
grasp.
 
As his lips continued working
their magic on her neck, his thumbs slipped between the buttons of her shirt to
softly caress her stomach. He felt her muscles twitch in reaction to his touch
and her whole body shook with an intensity he found amazing.

Nudging
the collar of her shirt out of the way with his nose, he kissed along her
collarbone, hesitating only slightly as he moved lower.
 
Flicking out his tongue, he lapped at her
skin, slowly moving it along the slight swell of her breast before dipping down
into the shadowy cleft of her cleavage.
 

Sam
was moving restlessly against him, her breathing leaving her in short sharp
puffs.
 
He bit back a groan as her
movements caused her body to rub against his straining erection.
 
He couldn't recall a time when he'd wanted
someone as much as he wanted her. She made him as hard as granite. She was
almost panting and he hadn't even kissed her properly yet.
 

Continuing
his onslaught, he moved his hands until they were fully resting against her
skin, pushing her shirt up until his hands came to rest along her ribcage.
 
His thumbs made circular movements around her
belly button, feeling the small metal piercing that sat there.
 
He shivered as her warm breath hit his neck
when she released a long sigh.
 
He felt
her body fully relax into his touch and he knew in that moment that she was
his.

oOo

Oh.
My. God.
 
What was she doing?
 
Somewhere inside her head she could hear
alarm bells blaring but listening to them was the furthest thing from her mind.
 
As Alistair's lips worked their way along her
neck, his hands drew lazy circles on her stomach.
 
She jumped slightly when his finger flicked
across her belly bar, something she'd gotten at sixteen as an act of
rebellion.
 
Her heart was pounding out of
control and she swore she could hear the blood pumping through her veins as she
fought to regain some of the control she'd lost since he'd placed his lips on
her.

As
if of it's own volition, her head turned when his hand gently nudged her face
so that he could run his lips from her earlobe to the corner of her mouth.
 
He hadn't kissed her yet and she realised
that she had never wanted anything so much in her life.
 
In that moment, it was all she could think
about, that and the desires he'd expressed to her earlier only fuelled her
already rampant libido.