Temptation (The Temptation Series) (17 page)

Standing in his private car
park was like being a kid in a candy store. The Gold McLaren F1 caught my eye
first, how could it not, next to that of course was a Ferrari Testarossa,
Omg
just like the Barbie one I had when I was little,
I had to go and have a
look, it was immaculate in all its bright red glory. It didn’t stop there
though, side by side were none other than an Aston Martin One -77 and
Lamborghini Reventon.
Holy Fuck, that’s over $3,000,000.00 just there,
between those two.
I looked up at Bryce and he was boasting a very big
grin, I shook my head at him and kept walking. A bright Yellow Porsche Cayman,
Black Jaguar, White Mercedes Benz, Dark Blue BMW, Silver Lexus, Blue Cadillac,
the list goes on. It was truly beyond words the calibre of motor vehicle parked
in front of me. I stopped in my tracks as I rounded a pylon, I was without a
doubt impressed with the luxurious models I had just passed but I was a classic
girl at heart and when I saw the 1969 Purple Dodge Charger, I froze, it was
accompanied by a 66 Ford Thunderbird, 1979 Trans Am and 1957 Chevy Bel Air. I
practically ran up to the Charger, it was sensational, obviously not factory
colour but the restoration was immaculate, I ran my finger along the front
guard and peaked inside the window. Bryce was leaning against the pylon biting
his thumb nail.

“I’m literally speechless.” I
was awestruck, I’d always wanted a Charger but to own all these vehicles was
simply mind blowing.

“It’s open, hop in.”

“Really? Arrggh!” I squealed
with delight, if I could perform a series of backflips right now I’d be tumbling
right through this garage. I pushed the handle button in and opened the door,
the black leather was pristine and I could pretty much see my reflection in it.
I sat down in the driver seat and placed my hands on the steering wheel, it
wasn’t small, thick and chunky like they are made nowadays; it was large,
round, thin and hard. I closed my eyes and put my head back whilst gripping the
wheel.
Oh this is so good, I’m in Heaven.
Almost instantly I felt his
hand on my neck, I let out a soft cry of pleasure but didn’t open my eyes, he
trailed his finger up and down my throat, I opened my mouth and he stuck it on
my lips. I bit down gently then consumed it with my mouth, he removed his wet
digit and traced it back down my throat and in between my breasts, slipping it
into my bra and gently massaging my nipple. My eyes remained closed and my
breathing became quite ragged, he removed his hand from my cleavage and the
anticipation of his next touch was excruciating. I wanted to open my eyes but
couldn’t, if I did I would stop him; it seemed closing my eyes made it
acceptable. He replaced his hand at my knee, slowly moving it up my leg and underneath
my skirt, I had stockings on again and when his hand reached the bare skin
between my legs I moaned. He leant in the door and kissed my wanting mouth and
continued to move his hand up and underneath my underwear, I tilted my pelvis
up to give him access. This was my ultimate fantasy, he was my dream guy and he
was about to finger fuck me here in my dream car. As he touched my soft
sensitive clitoris I groaned out loud, the sensation was unbelievable; he
entered me with not one but two fingers and stretched my inside in a circular
motion.
Holly Fuck, I’m gone.
I arched my back and my sweaty hand
slipped from the steering wheel and landed on the horn. The loud beep forced me
to open my eyes and I was jolted back into reality.
Shit Alexis, not again.
This time Bryce really was at the window, I was perspiring and literally coming
down from a climax, my chest was heaving and the look of lust I threw at him
didn’t go unnoticed. I opened the door forcing him to step back and I got out,
I stood there with my back against the Charger, he was leaning against the Bel
Air. I couldn’t do or say anything, what I’d just experienced in my reverie was
so overpowering I had no control whatsoever. His hands were splayed on the door
panel and I noticed them both arch and tense up, the look he directed at me
asked one thing and I couldn’t refuse.

“Yes.” I sighed, in
surrender. I expected him to pounce as his body language suggested it but he
moved so slowly and with control, it was so God damn sexy and just added to my
already uncontrollable need for him. He grabbed my face and kissed me with such
passion I nearly convulsed on the spot, I gave in to the kiss, I felt I needed
to and owed us both the experience of it being consensual. He broke off and
looked into my eyes, when I didn’t protest he kissed me again but this time
with more lustful aggression. Lifting me up, I wrapped my legs around his
waist.
I’m sure I told him about an hour ago, this would never happen.
He
placed me down on the bonnet and laid me back.
Fuck me; I’m going to have
sex with him on the bonnet! No, no you’re not Alexis.
He leant over me and
ran his hands up my legs, pushing my skirt up and exposing my garter, stockings
and underwear.

“Fuck Alexis, you’re so
beautiful.” He rubbed his hands up my thighs and took hold of my underwear, in
an instant he had torn them apart.
Oh shit, that was Hot!
I was so
vulnerable right now, spread eagled on his Charger bonnet with nothing to cover
my pulsing sex, he slowly moved forward not taking his eyes off me, that’s when
I stopped him.

“No, I can’t.” He just froze,
my hands resting on his shoulders, his head was only a foot away from its
target. He didn’t argue with me nor was he pissed off, well he probably was, I
know I was, but he didn’t let on, instead he gave me his hand and picked me up.

“I’m sorry, I want to, fuck do
I want to but I just can’t do that, it goes against everything I stand for. I
could never do anything like that behind Rick’s back.”

“I understand Alexis.” I was
now sitting on the edge of the bonnet and my legs were still wrapped around
him.

“How could you possibly
understand? Even I don’t understand what’s going on here, what are we going to
do, I can’t keep doing this to Rick and I can’t keep doing this to you or me
either.” He pulled me in to his chest.

“I understand you have morals
and have made vows you don’t want to break, I respect that, I truly do. It just
makes you even more desirable.”

“Fat lot of good that does
you.” He kissed the top of my head.

“There’s always a way Alexis,
you don’t get to where I am without being resourceful or thinking outside the
square. If you won’t give yourself to me behind Rick’s back, then we’ll get his
permission.”
I’m sorry, what?

CHAPTER
SIXTEEN

“I’m sorry, you’ll what?” I
pulled away from his chest, unwrapped my legs and leant back on the bonnet.

“You’ve only ever been with
Rick Alexis, you don’t know any other way, if you could spend one week with me,
just one week, let your guards down, I could show you that there is more than
what you have grown accustomed to.” He grabbed my face.
I love how he grabs
my face.

“I could show you that you
are falling in love with me too.” His eyes were so honest and upfront.

“It’s not that simple Bryce,
I’m happy, if I was miserable then that’s a different story but I’m not, I’m
happy, I’m content.”

“That’s just it Alexis, are you
happy with being content?”
Well I thought I was until you put it like that.

“It’s not just that, it’s
Nate and Charlotte. I can’t just abandon my family on the notion that, yes I
might be falling in love with you, it’s too complicated.”

“Nothing is too complicated,
life is too short to stop at complications. I want a week with you, and I will
get it.” He leant over and kissed me with intention.
I want a week of just
doing this! No Alexis, it’s not going to happen, I don’t see how it can.
He
pulled me up and grabbed my torn underwear off the hood of the Charger.

“I’m keeping these,” and he
shoved them into his pocket, I had to laugh.

“What am I supposed to wear?”
He eyes lit up and that irresistible yet unbelievably annoying ‘smirk’ returned
to his face.

“No.”
Alexis you dirty
girl; I couldn’t possibly,
could I?

“You have no choice!” Squealing,
I turned beetroot and put my face in my hands, he took a hand away from my face
and led me to the where the BMW, Cadillac, Lexus, Porsche, Merc and Jag were.

“Which one?”
Which one
what…..do I want to sprawl across next? I was happy on the Charger.

“Which one what?

“Which one, do you want? You
are going to need a car.”

“No way Bryce, I have a car,
it’s just a fair few inches smaller than it was yesterday.” He spun me around
and turned into Mr Serious Pants.

“Alexis, you need a car to
get home. Then again I’m more than happy for you to stay here, in fact its
settled you’re staying.”

“Like hell I am and I’ll take
a Taxi thanks.”

“And what about tomorrow and
the next day and the next? Cars don’t get fixed overnight you know.”

“Grrrr, fine I’ll borrow
the….”
Hmmm Cadillac? Na. BMW? No. Lexus the most expensive! Jag? Maybe.

 
“Porsche, I’ll take the Porsche.”

“Good it’s settled then, come
on, I’ve got work to do and so do you for that matter.” He gave me small pushes
towards to elevator. I didn’t want to leave, I wanted to stay and gaze at these
pretty machines a bit longer.

“If we don’t leave Alexis, I
will have you in the back seat of the Bel Air.”
Oh that sounds good.
I
stepped into the elevator and waved goodbye.

“Give me back my underwear.” He
pulled them out and draped them over his face.

“Stop it.” I was laughing but
also mortified.

“Bryce, I mean it.”

“No, they’re useless to you and
anyway they are mine now.” I went to grab them and he jumped away. As the doors
opened to his apartment he quickly stuffed them back into his pocket and sprung
out of the elevator.

”Bryce, I’m going to kill
you……” Standing in the lounge was Lucy and Nic, they looked up as we both
sprang into the room.

“Please don’t.” Said Lucy.

“Please don’t kill him.” She
stood up and cradled in her arms was Alexander. I glared at Bryce and he
smirked back at me as he poked the underwear farther into his pocket.

“Aaaaaww, look at him.” We
walked over to Lucy and Alexander.I gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“You look fabulous and you
Mister,”
here comes the baby voice
, “are just the cutest little button
ever.” She handed him over to me, instantly I reverted back to when I had one
of these eating, pooing, crying, windy bundles of my own. They are just so
peaceful when they are asleep, there is nothing more tranquil. Bryce came over
and touched his nose.

“Hello little man.” I caught
an exchange of eye contact between Nic and Lucy.

“You must be feeling a lot
better after this morning then Alexis?” Lucy sat on the lounge and put her arm
around Nic. At first I had no idea what she was talking about, then it dawned
on me, the accident but how did she know? Bryce probably spoke to her whilst I
was asleep.

“I am, I was a bit groggy at
first but after a sleep I’ve recouped.” ‘Hhhmmm’, she muttered.

“And you dear brother, that
was some display of heroics.”
What, I’m totally confused now.
Bryce
looked at her with a piercing glare but it didn’t deter her.

“When we saw the accident on
the news this morning and my dear brother running up the ramp and whisking you
up into his arms, we thought you’d been seriously hurt, either that and you
have made a miraculous recovery or Bryce went just a tad overboard.”
Shit,
it was on the news? Oh No.
I glared at him, I was morbidly horrified, how
was I going to explain this? I handed baby Alexander to Bryce.

“I’ll leave you guys to it, I’ve
got a lot of work to do.”
That’s it Alexis, run for the hills. That won’t
make it look any more obvious.
I turned and headed for my desk, Lucy caught
up to me as I walked through Bryce’s office.

“Alexis, please wait. I’m
sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you, I was just playing.”

“No, its fine, I just have
work to do.” I didn’t really, nothing that couldn’t wait anyway.

“Alexis, it’s ok, I know.”
Know
what?

“Bryce doesn’t just talk to
Jessica you know, he confides in me also, we both do. After I withdrew and
closed myself off from the world, I promised him I would always talk to him no
matter what and vice versa. So I know he is falling for you, falling for you
very deeply.” I fell down onto the lounge in his office and started to cry,
Lucy came round and rubbed my back.

“Alexis I’m sorry. Let it
out, it’s better that way.” She handed me a tissue, I did the whole
disgustingly loud nose blowing thing.

“I don’t know what to do? I’m
falling for him too but I can’t, I shouldn’t, it’s wrong.”

“Why is it wrong?” She handed
me another tissue.

“Because I’m married.”

“That doesn’t mean it’s
wrong, trust me I know from experience, you can’t help who you fall for and
it’s best not to fight it.”