Lusting (Carnal Sins Of Noah Trilogy #1) (8 page)

Giving into the moment, Alexis reveled in the powerful thrust of his tongue. The masculine length of his body pressed against hers, as his mouth slanted over hers, again and again.

Quickly becoming lost in the battle of lust, Alexis moaned deep in her throat, trying to get closer to
the heat of him. Noah’s hunger fueled hers, engulfed her in its hot flames that licked every inch of her flesh. She wanted more. So much more. Her hands traveled under his shirt, caressing his sculpted abs, stroking her way up his chest, brushing his flat nipples on their way up. He inhaled sharply and she rejoiced in the sound.

Noah consumed her mouth, pulling her closer. Pressing into her, needing to feel her. Needing to own her. Needing to give into the lust that had been plaguing him since the day he ran her over. He wanted her more than anything or anyone he’d ever dealt with. He’d tried to stay away. But she was his weakness, like kryptonite was Superman’s.

I’m going to want more than this one night
.

Noah groaned and wrenched his mouth away from hers, taking deep gulping breaths, trying to calm himself. Staring into her wide, expressive eyes that glistened with unrelenting passion, he realized that this one could get to his heart.

That thought iced his passion like nothing else could. Taking a hasty step back, he stared at her as if she was a poisonous snake, poised to strike at any moment, readying herself for the kill.

"Noah...?" Her voice shaking with tremors of lust and confusion.

He shook his head.
No, no, no. This can’t happen. I can’t let this happen. Fuck Me!

She took a step toward him and he took another hasty step back, throwing his hand up as if to ward her away, and pleading, “Don’t.”

Frowning, her passion quickly dissipated, following with hurt.

How can a man be so damned sensual one minute and then ice cold the next? What in the hell just happened?

"Noah, I..."

He shook his head, "It's not you, Alexis. Believe me when I tell you this."

"If it's not me, then what is it?" She breathed out, frustration getting the upper hand.

His long sigh sounded so forlorn, tormented, "It's me. I can't get involved with anyone. Especially you."

"Get involved? I never asked to get involved Noah. I'm a big girl who can make her own decisions.”

He ran a shaky hand through his hair in frustration, "Alexis, over the last few months, I've come to respect you damn it, as a businesswoman and even more so, as a person. I have to be honest with you. I don't do relationships. Never have. Hell, I've never slept with the same woman twice. I can't do relationships. I won't do it. It isn't in me. And I don't want to lead you down that path. You...you're different. And for that, I think we should just remain friends. Nothing more, nothing less." He finished when a pleading look, begging her to understand.

But she didn't.

She didn’t understand anything about him, at the moment.

Alexis looked stunned by his confession and just stared at him with an unreadable expression. He didn't know what she was thinking, and wasn't sure if she wanted to know. He’d been called many harsh words before, but to think that she would consider him to be any of them, made him feel sick to his stomach. He couldn't fix what was wrong with him. Not until he fully accepted what happened 25 years ago. Until then, he was unavailable emotionally. And thinking upon it, he may never be available. He was fucked up and didn’t need to bring her down with him. She deserved better.

Alexis swiftly sat and began putting her heels on. She had to get out of there before her emotions helped her decide to do
something she might regret. Like throwing herself into his arms and begging him to take her, damn the consequences. Taking a steadying breath, she stood and looked him in the eyes, “I don't understand, but, I will respect your wishes."

And with that, she headed for the door.

He rushed forward, "I'll drive you home."

"That's not neces..."

"Of course it is, it's the least I can do." He told her, as he walked her to the door and out to his garage.

Inside his garage, she noticed he liked luxury cars as much as she did. And to her bewilderment, she saw another of her favorites. The 2015 Ferrari LaFerrari! A sleek red and black beauty. Noah saw her eyeing his prize possession and grinned wickedly, "You want to take her for a test spin?"

Wide eyes met his in wary delight and he knew his world would be rocked off its axis if he kept her near.
A breathe of fresh damned air
.

"Oh I couldn't possibly." She whispered in awe, yearning tinted her voice. She was still overwhelmingly upset with him, but, maybe she should take advantage. Just this once. Besides, she didn’t know if she would ever get this chance again. She could resume being upset with him after she finished driving the Laferrari.

He laughed out, "Of course you can. Come on." Grabbing a key from the inside of a compartment, Noah opened the door for her and she climbed into the driver’s seat. There was no feeling in the world that could relate to the exhilaration she felt behind such a powerful vehicle. It was borderline walking on sunshine and finding the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.

"Start her up." Noah urged, when they were buckled in.

Starting the car, she felt the engine purr beneath her and
closed her eyes in ecstasy. It was orgasmic. Truly. She opened her eyes and looked at Noah. His eyes were crinkled with amusement and something else she couldn't name.

"Shall we?" He asked when the garage door was fully opened.

Seatbelts on, mirrors and seats adjusted, Alexis eased the car out slowly onto the driveway and then the street.

"You can take her up as much as you want. This road’s straight for about 5 miles or so and there are hardly any police out at this time."

She didn't need to be told twice. Stepping on the gas, the car jetted out hitting 100, in seconds and kept climbing! She felt as if she was flying through space, the outside a dark blur. She hit 125 and shouted with the rush of adrenaline. Never in her life had she gone past 80mph and here she was now doing 140! She kept up to that speed for what seemed like hours. Alexis was so lost in the feeling, that time escaped her. And maybe a bit of her frustration.

"Ok, you can slow down now. A curve’s coming up." She heard Noah grunt.

She slowed the car down to the speed limit of 55mph and peeped under her lashes at Noah. His knuckles were white where he was still grasping the seat. For some odd reason, that made her feel immensely better. She knew one of his secrets. He wasn’t fearless, after all.

Alexis just parked the car at the front of her condo, leaving it running for him and was about to get out when he reached over and grabbed her hand.

“Alexis.”

She looked over at him.

His blue eyes shining with something that looked like concern, "Are we okay?"

The look in his eyes chipped the hurt away and she gave him a small smile, "Yes, Noah. We’re fine."

And with that, she got out and didn't protest when he walked her to the door.

"I’ll see you tomorrow, Alexis." And he kissed her cheek, lingering, savoring the feeling, before stepping away.

If she was shocked that he would continue to see her for his massage, she didn't show it. Nodding, she unlocked her door and stepped in, closing it without a backwards glance.

If she would've looked back, she would've been tempted to bypass their new 'friendship'.

With a long sigh, Alexis prepared herself for bed and thought about the torture she was sure to face for the next two weeks.

The torture of seeing a half-naked Noah draped across her massage table. Being so close and touching him, without actually 'touching' him in the way that she yearned was going to be torture to her mind and body.

Oh well, something was better than nothing. Right?

And with that thought, she smirked, a plan formed in her mind.

If it was a challenge he wanted... a challenge he would get.

A battle of lust vs. will power.

She wanted him more than anything...and she knew he wanted her too. She would find out why he held himself back and she would fix it.

She wouldn't give up without a fight.

With her plan cemented, Alexis fell into a deep sleep with a smile on her face.

Chapter Seven

"Y
our 7pm appointment has arrived!" Katie squeaked the excited whisper, nodding over to the man leaning again the wall with one foot hooked across the other.

Noah was looking out the window as he finished his phone call.

Alexis grinned.
And so it begins
.

"Good evening, Noah. It’s nice to see you again." She greeted him, smiling.

He smiled as he turned toward her and stopped dead in his tracks, the smile dropping from his face as his eyes traveled hungrily down her body, eye-fucking her without mercy.

Today she wore her red knee length skirt and cream corset that cradled her luscious curves. Curves he definitely noticed, a heated spark flashing through his eyes.

Her smile sweetened and her voice filled with pure
innocence, "I’m ready when you are."

Noah closed his eyes, desperately summoning patience, then looked at her warily, studying her face for any sign of mischief. When he found none, he nodded, following her to the massage room.

"You know the drill. Clothes off, face up..." She instructed.

He cleared his throat, "Just my back and shoulders today."

She nodded, "No problem."

Heading out the door, Alexis allowed herself a quick breath of courage. She could do this. She would do this. There was no other choice. Noah Kane came hurling into her life at full force and she wanted him. Badly. Not for his money, not for his looks, though they sure as hell didn't hurt...but, there was a deeper part of him that connected with her, a part that called out to her. And she was going answer that call. For both of their sakes. He needed her to save him from himself, whether he acknowledged it or not.

She allowed a few minutes to pass, before knocking and stepping inside.

Noah was lying flat on his stomach, face cradled in the open, oval headrest.

"I'll begin." Alexis told him, rubbing the oil in her hands, warming it in the process.

When she touched his shoulders, he noticeably tensed up.

"Relax..." She whispered in his ear and proceeded to give him a mind-blowing, groan-inducing massage.

Alexis knew her touch affected him, but she hoped it would be enough to break the out layer of his fortified stubbornness.

When she finished his shoulders, she slid her hands slowly down his broad back to his narrow waist, ending at the top curve of his taut butt and then sliding down to the side of his
hips, inching under, just barely.

He groaned deep in his throat, the muscles in his back bulged as his butt flexed.

That sound did unspeakable things to her insides, scorching her like the fires of hell would a sinner. Wanting to hear that oh-so-sexy sound again, she slid her hands back up and repeated the slow massage down his toned back, to the top of his butt and around his hips, inching under even further...

"Alexis..." He growled in warning.

The little red devil on her left shoulder clapped his hands with glee and urged her to do it again. Keeping her gloating inner goddess contained, she stopped and innocently asked, "Did I hit a sore spot?"

He was silent for an excruciatingly long minute before muttering, "Continue."

Now smirking openly, only because he couldn't see it, she continued her groan-inducing massage, her fingers worked its magic, kneading, coercing him to give in.

After 20 minutes, Alexis thought he was asleep, his breathing deep and rhythmic.

"Noah...” She whispered softly when she was finished.

He grunted his replied.

"I'll leave you now. Please take your time getting dressed. I’ll be waiting outside the door."

Alexis turned to leave, and was surprised when he grabbed her wrist, pulling her slightly toward him.

"I know what you are doing, Alexis." He accused harshly, swiftly sitting, the sheets falling low around his hips. His eyes were blazing with a heady mix of lust and anger. "It won't work."

Applying an irreproachable look on her face to cover the
hurt she felt, Alexis pulled her wrist free and lifting her chin defiantly, "I don't know what you mean, Mr. Kane," she announced, saying his name slowly just to piss him off.

It worked.

She stared at the ticking muscles in his jaw in fascination.

Yup, he was definitely pissed.

Looking back up, into his eyes, she told him in her most professional manner, "I'll be outside the door." And turned to leave.

Alexis could feel the heat of his gaze on her. Looking back over her shoulders impishly, she bantered nonchalantly, "And please do hurry, I have another client after you."

She flicked her thick curls over her shoulders, and left him glaring after her, with a wide grin on her face.

I get under his skin. Good. Let the torture continue
.

It wasn't professional to tell him to hurry, but he seemed to bring out her mischievous side. She really did have another client, though it was Katie. He didn't need to know all of that, she thought, smiling deviously to herself, as she poured cold water into a cup and waited for him to dress.