Siren Song (29 page)

“
More than,” she breathed, bending forward as he moved over her and into her, surrounding her with his heat, his presence. “Oh, God.”

Her muscles clenched around him; blistering, feminine heat. Lexi. Resting his cheek against her back, he slowly pumped his hips, every nerve in his penis buzzing, so close to the edge. “I don’t think I can last very long.”

She didn’t answer in words. Instead little mewls of bliss came from her throat, her soul. Her head fell forward even further as her elbows collapsed, giving Duncan an even deeper, more penetrating access. He grabbed her hips, holding her as he pounded into her, pushing her to the edge; driving himself insane.

“
Duncan!” she cried out and he was finished. His seed pulsed through his cock, shredding the last of his control. She was addictive and he feared he was addicted.

He collapsed against her, their breathing coming fast and hard – and in unison. Pressing a kiss to the middle of her back, he smiled, “I want you to come home with me.”

Where the hell did that idea come from? Duncan had no idea. Still, he didn’t want to take the words back; he wanted her in his huge bed. He wanted to make love to her with absolutely no clothes on. He wanted to spend days with her, completely naked, to see her in the morning, to have her in his house. Pressing a kiss to her temple, he murmured, “I want you to spend the weekend with me.”

“
Wouldn’t that be breaking your rules?” Lexi teased, feeling relaxed and energized all at the same time. She wiggled her bottom a bit and he had to bite back a moan.

“
Not at all,” he said gruffly, pushing himself up slightly and running his palm down her spine. She arched her back and his penis leapt back to life. He eased out of her hot body before he could take her again; before his seed spilled over the edges and impregnated her. “We have a limited amount of time to be together and I plan on making the most of it. Are you in?”

She rolled over and looked up at him with those gold-green eyes sparkling, “Oh, yeah. I’m definitely in.”

“
This is insanity,” he groaned, sensation shooting through his groin as he pulled his pants together. “I just had you and I want you again. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”

Drawing her hand over her face, she let out a little hum as she smiled lazily, “This weekend we’ll have to make love without our clothes on, at least once.”

He chuckled gruffly, her words mirroring his thoughts almost perfectly. “I’m not sure I’m going to let you get dressed at all once I have your clothes off; at least not until we have to return to the real world. I think I would kill anyone who saw you naked.”

She chuckled, her eyes dancing with laughter, “Then you’ll have to kill everyone who has seen my photos.”

“
Those were taken before I met you,” he growled, sliding a hand up her stomach and covering her breast. Her breath hitched in her throat as she held his gaze, “If necessary I will buy every image that exists and send out a team of psychics to erase the memories of any who had the pleasure of seeing them.”

Her laugh was warm and wonderful and he realized he would say or do anything to hear her laugh. “Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if you had Cole take your pictures, too. But then I think I would have to gouge the eyes out of any woman who dared look at them.”

He chuckled, “I can’t wait to get you back to my house and get you naked.”

“
I’m hoping you’re planning on joining me in the no-clothes option this weekend,” she purred, standing up and smoothing her palms over her dress, pushing the skirt back down over her naked bottom.

“
I’ll give the staff the weekend off,” he smiled. “So we will have privacy.”

“
Who will feed us?” she asked, lowering her lashes as she ran her hands over his shoulders, sending reawakened desire coursing through his body. Coyly, she looked back up to him as she rested her chin against his chest. “Or are we not going to worry about food?”

His eyes closed and he groaned. “I’ll take care of it. Trust me.”

“
I do,” she murmured solemnly, holding his gaze.

Duncan’s heart stilled in his chest at the trust she placed in him, so honest and unfettered. Who was this girl? Clearing his throat, holding her hips in his hands, he asked, “Do you want to follow me in your car?”

“
I don’t have a car,” she admitted. “I usually catch a ride with Dima or Cole or I take the bus or a cab.”

“
You don’t drive?” he sounded incredulous.

She laughed, “I drive, I just prefer not to in the morning. I mean, have you ever tried driving in four inch stilettos? It’s not exactly easy, especially when you’re barely awake.”

“
So, we take my car?” he asked, still holding her.

“
Unless you want to give me your address and have me call a cab,” she smiled, her eyes sparkling with laughter. “Or I could call Dima or Cole and have one of them drop me off, sort of like an adult version of a slumber party.”

“
Lexi?”

“
Yes, Duncan?” she grinned up at him.

“
Shut up,” he grinned back, lowering his head and kissing her fast and hard. Before the kiss could go any further, Duncan stepped back, and took a moment to catch his breath. “We’ll take my car.”

“
Brilliant idea,” she smiled.

Lexi lay in Duncan’s arms, their bodies still slick from their frenzied lovemaking upon getting to his house, located a half hour outside of the city limits on a huge wooded lot. She barely had time to register the magnificence of her surroundings before Duncan had his lips on her and he was leading her to a sitting room with a chaise. Then she was naked and writhing on the soft couch with Duncan between her thighs, furiously thrusting away. As soon as they exploded, he rolled over so that her boneless body was sprawled over his and he discarded the used condom.

She still had her wig on.

She idly drew circles on his chest, feeling out-of-breath and blissful. “Wow.”

He grunted, his chest rumbling against her chest as he tightened his grip around her shoulders, pulling her even closer to his spent body. Kissing the top of her head, he let out a wince, “I want to see you without the wigs, Lexi; I want to make love to
you
, damn it.”

She chuckled as she reluctantly pushed herself away from his lovely, hard body and straddled his thighs. Taking a moment to appreciate his masculine beauty, she exhaled softly: his muscles gleamed in the low light and he smelled of sex. Reaching up, thrusting out her breasts, she removed the pins from her hair and then removed the wig. Scrubbing her hands through the strands of her hair as it fell limply down to the middle of her back, she shrugged her shoulders in apology, “My hair’s a little flat from the wig.”

He sat up, snaking one arm around her waist as he reached up with the other to run his fingers through the tangled mess. As he studied the boring brown hair his expression was reverential and his words appreciative as he whispered, “It's beautiful.”

“
Now I know you’re lying because I know how my hair looks after it has been pinned up under a wig all day,” she laughed. The amusement faded as he held her gaze, sincerity and desire making the silver shine.

His muscles flexed as he ran his hand over her scalp, his other hand up her spine. She was held immobile by the intensity of his expression as his eyes moved over her face, making her blood surge through her veins. His silver gaze caressed her and she swore that she could feel it in her soul. Her body trembled as he continued to consume her without words. “Duncan.”

“
You make me want to be stronger,” he rasped, the silver of his eyes glowing as they met hers. “So I can have you and keep you safe."

Cupping his face in her hands, she shook her head and smiled softly, “You’re a warrior, Duncan, always plotting your next conquest or preparing for battle. Let me be your strength when you’re with me; let me be your port in the storm.”

His eyes closed and he inhaled deeply as his other arm wrapped around her and he pulled her closer, resting his cheek against her breast. “You’re a siren.”

She stiffened at his words and her mouth felt like ash, “What do you mean?”

“
You tempt me like no other,” he whispered, kissing the skin over her heart, kissing a trail over her chest to her neck, where he feasted and made her lose her mind. “You’re a goddess that offers cool water to a weary traveler; you’re an angel that offers shelter in the wilderness.”

His words brought tears to her eyes and as she closed them a tear managed to slip out. Resting her cheek against the cool black silk of his hair, she whispered, “You’re not supposed to make me fall in love with you, Duncan. It’s only temporary, remember?”

“
I think it will be all right to fall in love a little bit,” he rasped, his breath hot against the damp skin of her throat. “For a little while.”

Pushing herself up, not comfortable with the emotional intimacy that felt too close to love, she kissed him lightly on the lips and stared deeply into his wonderful silver eyes. Brushing her lips over his cheeks, feeling the stubble of new growth, as his hands moved over her naked body, caressing her waist, her hips, she continued kissing him. Needing to establish some emotional distance from what she was feeling, she looked at him through lowered lashes and purred, “Duncan, I burn for you; I want to see you lose control completely.”

“
I’m not an animal without control,” he eyes flashed as his lips pressed together in a thin line. Pushing her hair away from her face, he smiled reluctantly at her sultry expression, “Except, perhaps, around you.”

“
I’m an animal around you, Duncan,” she hummed, pushing him backwards and down onto the chaise. Running her foot along his calf, enjoying the feel of his crisp hairs against her toes, she dug her fingers into the hard muscles of his chest and his eyes blazed with lust. His body was so solid beneath hers, reinforcing her impression of him being a warrior in a past life; in this life. But he didn’t smell of sweat and horses; he usually smelled of clean male. Now, well now he smelled of sex and she didn’t want to think, only feel. “A horny beast.”

That got a reluctant smile from him and her breath caught in her throat at how handsome he was when he smiled. There was simply nothing better than a naked, smiling Duncan. His breath hitched in his throat as she pressed her hot and wet sex against his hardening cock. “Lexi.”

Her smile was sultry and playful all at once, “Am I to be alone in this madness, then?”

“
Hell, no,” he breathed, cradling her face in his hands and kissing her as he rolled her beneath him, until her soft body was covered by his much harder one. He was so dominant, always wanting to be in control. One of these times she was going to be in control. When she put her hand over the lips that were about to kiss her, frustration and bewilderment colored his eyes and he asked, “What is it?”

She was quiet, contemplative, for a long moment, chewing on her lower lip as she deliberated back and forth in her head. Finally, she looked at him from beneath her long lashes, feeling a little foolish. “I’m clean and I was wondering if maybe you’d want to do it without a condom?”

“
I’ve never made love without a condom,” he murmured, almost to himself. Wiping his hand over his face, he put the finger of his other hand beneath her chin tilted her head up. Holding her eyes, he rasped, “Are you sure?”

“
I’m on the Pill,” she said, smiling slightly with amusement.

Enchanted by that smile, he smiled, “What is it?”

“
I went to the gynecologist the afternoon after that first meeting, when I found out you were going to be my new boss,” she laughed softly, turning her head and kissing his palm, leaving out the part about being a virgin until she met him. “I wanted to be prepared because I knew we would end up here; I just want you to know that I’m clean.”

His smile widened and her heart lurched in her chest. “As am I,”

“
So… yes?” she asked hopefully, as if there was any doubt as to what his answer would be. She caught her lower lip between her teeth and looked at him….

“
Hell yes,” he rumbled, bending his head and capturing her lips in an explosive kiss. He entered her slowly, reverently, as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Feeling her flesh embrace his cock without any barriers was Heaven. Being with Duncan was Heaven.

Even if it was only temporary.