Temptation (The Temptation Series) (25 page)

“Hhhm Perhaps.” Bryce
returned to the table with a sneaky smile on his face.

“What have you been up to?”

“All in good time my love.”
My
love? I liked the sound of that
. Samantha blushed and went back to
concentrating on her crème brulee. A guitar kicked in and my ears pricked,
Oh
Shit,
my eyes lit up and Bryce picked up on it.

“Do you like Muse?”

“They are one of my favourite
bands, didn’t your creepy research reveal that?” He growled soft but harsh into
my ear. I felt his hand slide onto my thigh and up my leg, he moved it slowly
until it stopped only centimetres short of the very spot that was aching for
him. Very gently he began to circle my thigh, teasing and tantalising me, I
kept my eye on the band knowing that if I looked his way I would launch myself
on top of him and that would probably not go down too well. Hysteria was the
closing song and for me a very fitting ending to the evening. When the song
finished, I looked heavily into to his eyes, my desire for him was becoming
overwhelming. The gentleman on the board including Santa helped their wives up
and said their goodnights, I was ready for a good night myself when Bryce informed
me we were headed elsewhere.
What? No!

“Good things come to those
who wait Ms Summers.” I dug my Gels into his arm as he escorted me out of the
Ballroom.

“Where are we going?”

“Firstly to meet a few
friends of mine, then to Studio C for a private function with another of your
favourite bands.” I raised my eyebrow at him, he wasn’t giving anything away.

He led me to a room back
stage and knocked on the door, a beefy security guard opened it and nodded to
Bryce to come in, I looked into the room and saw 4life set up on 4 stools with
a couple of acoustic guitars, I nearly fumbled into Bryce’s waiting arms.

“Mr Clark and this must be
Alexis.” It was the lead singer Harry, he leant forward and I shook his hand
together with the other three members;
I should know their names Charlotte
has mentioned them time and time again.
Bryce sat on a stool opposite them
and pulled me onto his lap, he got out his iPhone and began to record. I turned
and looked at him, I was excited and overly curious, he hugged me to his chest
whilst pointing the phone at the group, Harry nodded at him.

“Charlotte, we are sorry you
couldn’t be here tonight so we’ve put together something especially for you.” I
gasped and put my hands to my mouth.
Liam, that’s one of their names Liam,
go me!
Liam counted them in. They started to sing an acoustic version of
‘Anything’. I was so excited for Charli Bear, she was going to flip, but I was
also overwhelmed, with what Bryce had put together and I began to well up.
No
Alexis, tears lubricate mascara, mascara runs when wet and wet mascara equals
Panda.
I blinked them back, turned my head and kissed him gently; I think
the phone recorded a second or two of the roof. When they finished singing I
thanked each of them and ensured them that she would more or less faint when we
played it back to her, they all laughed and handed me several signed pieces of
Memorabilia. Bryce shook their hands and we left the room, once outside I
released my pent up excitement.

“OMG, thank you, thank you,
she is going to go crazy, I love you, thank you, thank you.” I was jumping up
and down and clapping my hands like a lunatic. He grabbed me, kissed me and
dipped me backwards.

“I love you too.”
Oh shit,
I did say that didn’t I?
He pulled me back up and I whispered into his ear.

“I want to go upstairs, NOW!”
His body tensed and I felt his pants twitch.

“Mmmm, you do too don’t you?”
He discreetly adjusted himself and took my hand.

“Patience Alexis, come on you
won’t want to miss this, we have all week to be upstairs.” That thought sent
waves of pleasure right through me.

Studio C was one of the Tel
V’s private after parties, Bryce led me to a booth which had been roped off
near the stage and a young waitress came to take our order.

“Mr Clark can I get you and
Ms Summers a drink?”
Did everyone know my name now?
Bryce turned to me
and smirked.

“Would you like a Naked
Martini?”
I’d like a Naked you.

“No, I’ll have a Mind Fuck,
followed by a Sex Up Against The Wall.” I smiled ever so sweetly at Miss
Blondie and then challenged Mr Clark with an equalling smirk. She smiled to
herself and jotted it down on her notepad then raised her eyes at her boss.

“I’ll start with a Stiff Dick
Shooter and finish with a Fuck On The Floor.” I cracked up laughing and dropped
my head,
Geez he was good.
Blondie stifled a giggle and said she’d be
right back with our drinks. Bringing myself back together, I thought I’d try
and play his game as best I could.

“Can I try your Stiff Dick?” He
endeavoured to keep his cool, but evidence of him breaking was sneaking
through.

“Can you handle my Stiff
Dick?” I fought very hard to stop myself smiling but it was excruciatingly
difficult.

“I can handle your Stiff Dick
and a Fuck On The Floor but can you handle my Mind Fuck and Sex Up Against The
Wall?” I licked my lips, he clenched both his fists and burned me with his
want, I kept my eyes locked on his.

“Good things come to those who
wait Mr Clark.” The music began to play and I knew straight away who was on
stage without taking my eyes away from his. Kings of Leon started playing
‘Closer’ and I felt myself begin to lubricate, this song was my favourite and
incredibly hot but what was melting my core was the look Bryce was giving me. I
didn’t know how much longer I could endure it, before I exploded with desire
for him. Blondie must have put our drinks down, because I was downing my Mind
Fuck and he, his Stiff Dick. I licked the rim of my Sex Up Against the Wall and
he demolished his Fuck On The Floor. We‘d come to our brink, I put the glass to
my mouth and started to drink. Bryce grabbed it, placed it down and led me out
of the room.

CHAPTER TWENTYFIVE

We barely made it to his
private elevator, thoroughly tasting each other before the doors had even
closed. He lifted me up and placed my arse on the hand rail; I had my hands
through his hair as excitement surged through my body right down to my yearning
cave. He was ravaging my neck with his soft and glorious mouth, making me moan
with delight. I loved how he owned everything he touched, it was so God damn
sexy and hot and right now he was owning me. We stopped for a breath and his
eyes were burning me like never before, I began to slowly unbutton his shirt
without taking my eyes from his, burning him to his very core also. His pecs
were lightly covered in hair and his chest was gloriously smooth but hard and
flexed in all the right places, his arms were solid and exquisitely textured.
He was watching me explore his body with my eyes and hands, it was obvious he
was enjoying my approval. I ran my hands down his shoulders and pushed his
shirt off. Leaning in closer I planted a kiss just underneath his Adams-Apple,
then another down further and further again until I was tracing my tongue
around his nipple and chest hair.
Fuck he tasted good!
He arched his
head back and growled so wildly my pelvic floor convulsed. The doors opened and
with possession, he lifted me into his arms, starting up our passionate and
hungry kissing once again as he carried me out. He gently positioned me against
the entryway wall, the very spot where we first kissed.

“You wanted Sex Up Against
The Wall, my love?”
Oh shit, he was sexy; I’ll have him against the wall, on
the floor, on the ceiling and anywhere I could fucking have him.

“Yes.” I whimpered.

“Yes, now.” He placed me down
and vigorously spun me around splaying my hands on the wall, then slowly, he
ran his hands along my arms and up over my shoulders to unhook and unzip my
dress.

“Alexis I want you so badly
it hurts?” My dress fell to the floor, leaving me in only my red lace G-String
and Louboutins. He pressed his body hard against my back gripping my arse and
kissing the nape of my neck, he bit down gently on my earlobe which made my
arms weak, then he whispered into my ear.

“You are so fucking sexy my
love.”
Oh Fuck, I love it when he calls me that.
He spun me around and
held my arms outstretched against the wall, his look of lust and admiration
made me want him even more. He dropped to his knees and put his hands on my
hips, his devilish face exciting me, then very sensually he pulled down my
G-String, lifting my legs one at a time until I was there against the wall
completely bare and at his mercy, he leant back on his knees and looked me up
and down.

“I could stare at you forever
Alexis.” I smiled at him, I loved his appreciation of me, it wasn’t just lust
for my physique, it was admiration, awe and sheer worship.

“Someone once said to me Mr
Clark. ‘It is better to taste than to admire, I assure you.” His devilish smile
widened and he picked up my leg placing it on top of his thigh, he kissed my
knee then started to move higher and higher with each kiss and not once did he
take his eyes off mine. He paused momentarily breathing hard and hot on my wanting
clitoris, my hands were on his head and my gels lightly flexed into his scalp.
Oh
for fuck’s sake, I can’t bare it any longer.

“Bryce.” I pleaded. His lips
touched me and I sighed with delight, his movements were controlled and utterly
mind-blowing. I loved his tongue and how he mastered its use, it was by far my
favourite muscle in his body. My breathing became staggered and my fingers
tensed, the building sensation was like none I had experienced before. Sensing
my rising orgasm he quickened his tongue and moved his hands from my hips to my
arse, pulling me further into him and tipping me over the edge, I cried out his
name and exploded with pleasure. He released himself from between my legs,
kissing and trailing his tongue up my stomach around my navel and to my
breasts. I placed my finger tip under his chin and directed him back up to my
face.

“You Mr Clark, are still far
too clothed for my liking.” I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and they fell
to his ankles, he kicked off his shoes and pulled his pants and socks off
together, flinging them across the room.

“Is this better Ms Summers?”
He was swollen and very hard and I could not wait to have him inside me,
standing there with my back against the wall and him in his naked brilliance
within my reach, was agonizing.

“Yes, much better.” I grabbed
him aggressively and pulled him to me, he lifted my leg up and I guided him
into me. The feeling of him filling me was sensational and we both growled in
succession. My Louboutins gave the perfect height for him to drive me
effortlessly.
Fuck Fuck Fuck.
What I was feeling both physically and
emotionally was pure pleasure, his rhythm was superb and escalating my orgasm
once again.

“Mr Clark I do believe you
ordered a Fuck on the Floor.”

“That I did Ms Summers.”
Lifting me up and securing me on him, he walked down into the lounge. He was so
strong and he moved with me attached to him like we were meant to be that way
permanently. Squatting down, he braced himself against the sofa until he was
sitting on the rug and I astride him. I began to pump his erection which made
him groan eagerly, the more I pumped the more he groaned. My breasts were
thrusting in his face and he took full advantage of them, massaging, licking
and sucking as I pumped away. I could feel his fullness tense within me, he was
close and I was right there with him. His arms were behind me and his hands on
my shoulders, I picked up my pace and he helped me by tightening his grip. We
climaxed together,
Fuck!
Licking his tongue with my own and flexing my
hands through his hair, we very slowly started to gain our breath back. Our
mouths really couldn’t get enough of each other’s, his kissing ability drove me
wild, I was damp all over and I loved it, he kissed my shoulder then threw his
head back on the sofa. I let out a satisfied giggle, he bought his head back up
and smiled at me.

“Something funny Ms Summers?”
He took my hand and kissed the back of it. I got up and stood over him

“I would say I handled your
Stiff Dick quite well.” He laughed and got up also.

“Oh Alexis Hunny, I haven’t
finished with you yet.” He scooped me into his arms and I squealed.

“I should hope not.” He shook
his head at me and carried me upstairs. I noticed the smile on his face as he
claimed me for his own and held me tightly in his arms, it made me smile not
just on the outside but within. We entered his room and the scent of roses hit
me like a plank of wood. I looked around and there were literally hundreds of
long stemmed red roses in vases, on the floor and petals all over the bed. He
placed me down on top of it and I scooted backwards, petals sticking to my
sweat stained skin.

“You and your creepy
research, Mr Clark.”

“Hunny, I’ve told you before.
It’s what I do.” I burst into laughter.

“Yes it is my love.” He began
to crawl up the bed towards me.

“And don’t you forget it.”

“Ha, I wouldn’t dare.” He
picked up my foot and kissed my toe, I giggled.