Sweet Seduction (7 page)

“We’re here for another week and a half. You want me out of your hair? Give me this time and when we leave if you don’t want to continue whatever it is we have here then I’ll walk away and leave you be.”
Those words had resonated in Paige’s every waking move since Felix had walked away from her in the kitchen this morning.

She kept waiting for him to come and find her, to push her past her limit until she gave in but he’d kept his distance all day. The only time he’d come out of his room was to make sure she’d eaten and that was it. Other than that, she hadn’t seen him and it was driving her crazy.

He’d officially left the ball in her court but she didn’t know how to play. She’d been lying to the both of them when she said she didn’t want Felix but then again, it had been half the truth. She didn’t just want him, she
needed
him. His goofy sense of humor, over protective nature, his nurturing, his love…Paige stopped pacing her room.
His love.

Closing her eyes for a moment, she tried her damndest to stop her heart from hammering in her chest. The one thing she needed she couldn’t have because if she gave it back she might give too much.

“So what do I do now?”

Go get him.
Her mind whispered. She sighed. A week and a half. Paige could stay locked in her room for that time or she could have a little happiness until it came to an end. She wouldn’t go any further with Felix but she could enjoy him while they were here and go back to their normal lives once it was done.

Liar, liar.
Her heart mocked but she ignored it. A week and a half. She’d give him that and then be done with it.

You Have To Use

Waiting was killing him. For every moment that he sat in his room, wondering if she’d come to him, he was dying a little inside. What if she’d already made her choice? What if his hope was all for nothing because Paige really
didn’t
want to be with him? What if…

The soft knock on Felix’s door stopped his last mental question. He was up and off his bed almost before his brain could really give the command to his legs. When he swung open his door, Paige was there, staring up at him with the most hesitant look on her face, nibbling her bottom lip.

Felix forced himself to take a deep breath and relax. He leaned one shoulder into the doorway and gave her a small smile. “Hi.”

One side of her mouth kicked up, her green eyes twinkling just a little. “Hi.”

They stood just like that for what felt like hours instead of seconds. He traced her features with his gaze like he’d done so many times over the years, knowing every curve of her face; from the small dimple in her chin to the slightly slanted lift of her eyes. Damn, she was beautiful. And for the rest of their time here, she was his. Once this was said and done he’d go after her harder than he’d ever done, refusing her the right to run because he’d be done doing things her way. No, he’d lay claim to her body now and finally be able to climb the mountain that was her resistance and place his flag there because Paige Matthews was his.

Giving her the few moments that he knew she needed, Felix finally stuck out his hand and waited for her to take it. As soon as she did, he intertwined their fingers and pulled her into his chest. He’d waited a full ten years for this moment; nobody else in that span of time had ever been able to make him feel the way she could. Celibacy might’ve been harder if he would’ve found himself drawn to anyone
but
her, yet that was never the case. And considering how much he loved her, Paige was more than worth the wait.

“Felix—”

Oh. Not. Even. He was past the point of talking and it was about time he showed her that. Before whatever she was about to say could leave her mouth, he slanted his lips over hers and devoured the moan that left her throat. Backing up, he pressed his foot into the door and kicked it closed as he got closer to his bed.

Felix’s tongue tangled with Paige’s causing a shudder to rack his body as her soft hands found their way to his hair, raked through the locks that he’d meant to cut shorter weeks ago. Now he wasn’t so sure, her touch felt too good combing through his scalp. His cock thumped against the zipper of his jeans with every light scratch of her nails. When one hand ventured from his scalp, down his neck and scraped over the muscles in his shoulders, it felt like electricity had shot up his spine.

Somehow she knew exactly how to touch him and with every caress he fell deeper. Felix broke the kiss and tried to draw in a normal breath as he stared her directly in the eyes and reached down to grasp the hem of her sweater. Maintaining eye contact he slowly pulled it up and over her head, tossing it to the floor. Paige’s hands smoothed from his back to his waist and then up his chest under his t-shirt before she repeated his act.

Leaning down, he trailed his lips from hers to her jaw before pressing light nips and kisses to her throat, enjoying every shiver her body gave at the contact of his mouth on her beautiful skin. He kept a palm pressed to the dip in her back as his other hand unhooked the back of her lacey bra and tugged it off to join her sweater on the floor.

He heard it when her breath stuttered as he palmed one of her breasts and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. His name came out in a breathless whisper as the hand he’d previously placed to the dip in her back, blazed a trailed downwards until he had a hand full of her ass; the ass that he’d been watching since adolescence. The same ass that had played many parts in his fantasies for years.

Felix nuzzled the top of her head when she dipped it to kiss his Adam’s apple. He gulped when her teeth lightly bit down and she soothed the sting away. Capturing her mouth again, he nipped her bottom lip and tugged before sucking it into his mouth. When he let go, she took over the kiss as her hands made their way to the belt on his jeans and unbuckled it, her nimble fingers unzipping him without hurting him.

She eased that hand past the waistband and ran her palm across his length. Air seized in his lungs when Paige finally got past the barrier of his briefs and gripped his cock in her hand. When her thumb rubbed across the head before she gave one good stroke, he knew he had to stop her before he forgot that he wasn’t supposed to just throw her on the bed and fuck her into oblivion.

Finally, he released her lips and grasped the hand stroking him so good that his stomach had clenched at every touch.  He took both her hands and placed them behind her back. “Keep ’em there.”

“Felix—”

He kissed her until she was breathless, her chest heaving as she tried to draw a normal breath. “Keep. Them. There.” He demanded again.

Paige bit her bottom lip but didn’t argue. He didn’t gloat on her surrender, just dropped to his knees in front of her, taking in the expanse of toffee colored skin before him. It was like the playground he’d always wanted; so many curves and dips that he didn’t know where he should start first.

Then his eyes focused on her dark chocolate nipples, the areolas full and ripe just begging for his tongue. Felix didn’t hesitate. He pulled one into his mouth and sucked until her knees just about gave out. One arm came around her waist to catch her.

“Felix!”

He hummed against the nipple in his mouth, flicking the tip of his tongue back and forth against the tight bud until nothing but groans were dredged up from Paige’s throat. He let go and switched as his other hand came up to undo her jeans and pull them down until they pooled at her ankles. She stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. Felix delved into her panties and felt the cream that had gathered on the lips of her pussy.

His eyes slammed shut as he once again resisted the urge to bend her over and give them both what they’d been dancing around for so long. Pulling back, he stared up at Paige’s face. Her kiss swollen lips were slightly parted as she drew in shallow breaths, her eyes half-mast when she looked back at him.

Swirling his tongue around her belly button, Felix used his middle finger to rub her clit in slow circles. Her hips jerked forward. “Ahhhh…”

“Oh baby,” Felix crooned. “Is all this for me?”

Paige didn’t answer nor did her hips stop moving with every brush of his digit against the small bundle of nerves. “I can’t hear you, sweetheart. Is all this for me?” He asked again.

She nodded jerkily and he shook his head. “Unh-unh. I wanna hear you say it. Say, ‘Yes, Felix my pussy is creaming for you.’”

Drawing in a deep breath, she dutifully repeated what he said and his dick jumped. He licked a path from her navel down to her bikini line.

“Ohhh…Felix…please…”

“Please what
batimentos cardíacos
? Tell me what you want,” he whispered in between teasing flicks of his tongue.

Paige panted. “I want…I want…”

“Go ahead, baby. Tell me.” He urged, gripping the edge of her panties between his teeth and tugging.

“I want you to lick me,” she answered softly and he chuckled deviously.

“I
am
licking you.” Felix retorted.

She paused and he could tell she was struggling with voicing what she really wanted. He let go of her panties and looked up at her again. “It’s just you and me in this room, Paige. Anything that you want me to do, all you have to do is ask. So tell me where you want me to lick you.”

He watched the muscles in her stomach clench when she finally said, “My pussy.”

All too happy to oblige, Felix finally stopped toying with her and tore her panties away before easing his tongue between the folds of her labia and delving into her canal. Her hips rocked forward as she cried out and he gripped her ass to spread her legs further apart so he could go deeper. Paige ground into his face when he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked until he felt her shaking.

He ignored it when she disobeyed his earlier command and brought her hands around to press his mouth tighter to her.

“Felix…Felix…Felix…” She chanted over and over again.

He didn’t stop tonguing her for a second even when those first and second orgasms crashed over her. He tunneled two fingers inside her and curled them upwards until he found the spot he was looking for. Paige came,
screaming
his name this time, and he couldn’t stop himself from doing what he did next.

Was she supposed to be seeing stars? Yes? No? Maybe? Paige didn’t have the slightest clue and damned if she cared because right about now if Felix asked her to sing “Star Spangled Banner” and twirl a baton she would if it meant he’d make her climax like that again.

She felt herself being lifted before her back hit his pillow top mattress and his body blanketed hers. Everywhere her hands could reach, Paige touched. It was all so gorgeous. The deep olive skin, the expanse of contracting muscles, the scars; every bit of it made her happy to be a woman, especially when she felt the part of him that mattered the most probing her opening.

“Look at me, baby,” Felix rasped, his dark eyes focused directly on her face as he rubbed the head of his cock against her clit. “There’s been no one else since the day I kissed you.” He rubbed his nose against hers. “Understand?”