Unleashing His Alpha (3 page)

“Really?” Katie was impressed by that. It was something that she could greatly respect about him. This was a man who built his fortune and his destiny with his own two, remarkably handsome hands and was doing whatever he wanted. “That’s incredible. I wish that I could do something like that.”

“Well, it’s kind of lonely,” he said with a shrug. “I’m always on the move and I know way too many people in way too many places, but no one ever wants to drop what they’re doing and go driving around the country with me.”

“I think that sounds fantastic,” she said, tossing her hair out of her face. “So do you just drive from one end of the country to the other and back again, or do you have set destinations.”

“I don’t really have a plan,” he laughed awkwardly. “I just kind of go where I feel like going and people give me suggestions of where to go, what to eat, or where to stay and I keep it all in a registry so if I’m ever in a town, I can pull up whatever it is I’m looking for and stop off at a couple of places, write about them, and then post it for the readers.”

“How long do you stay in one place?” she asked him, wishing that he’d say something like months, because she might be interested in seeing just how much she could get away with him.

“Depends on what the area has to offer,” he said with a shrug, giving her a knowing look that she was very fond of. There was something about him that was getting to her, making her want to scream out in desire and just throw herself onto him. But, there was also something about him that made her nervous. She didn’t want to do something that she was going to regret and all she could think about was Jake. “You don’t have a drink,” he said after a second and she smiled at his clever observation.

“You’re right,” she said.

“You should let me buy you one,” he said with a soft grin on his lips. God, she could really enjoy this man’s face.

They laughed and talked for an hour after he returned with their drinks and she couldn’t help but feel like her entire life had been missing this man. Where had he been all this time? He had to have been hiding out somewhere, wandering around while he wrote for a billion different blogs. She stared at him as he talked and listened to his soothing voice, like it was a balm to her soul, telling her that it was all going to be okay in the end.

She wanted to spend the entire night talking to him, but the alcohol wouldn’t let her. She could feel the heat radiating off him and she knew that there was nothing more that she wanted right now than to get him out of his clothes and to see what it was that he had to offer underneath all of those garments.  She could feel a silent, animal power to him that she didn’t truly know how to deal with. It made her hungry for it and it made her want to give him everything that she could right now and she didn’t exactly know why. It might have had something to do with the fact that he was charming, to boot, and that he had the most perfect face that she’d ever seen. There also might be something to the reality that the alcohol was making her think clearly for the first time in weeks, or so it felt.

Over the course of their time together, she’d pulled her chair closer to him and was leaning close enough that she could smell his cologne and she knew that it was the perfect scent. It was the kind of cologne that smelled like adventure, the forest, and power. She smiled as he was talking to her about an adventure he’d partaken in when he was in New York City and she couldn’t help herself. She was staring at his lips, watching them as they moved, revealing the sonorous voice that was so alluring to her, and she couldn’t control herself.

She felt her lips pressing against his and she knew that it was her fault, that she had let this happen. As she kissed him, she knew that she was running a gamble here that wasn’t going to go in her favor if she decided that she was going to play it safe or be shy about all of this.

She needed to be fierce and she needed to show him her cutting edge. So she leaned in, coming out of her chair and leaning into him as she kissed him hard, her lips pressing against his and parting. Her tongue grazed his lips and she invited him to come out and play, to not be afraid to show himself to her.

Heat radiated off of his body like an oven door that had been left open and she loved the warmth that filled her up as they kissed. It was the kind of kiss that she knew she wasn’t going to be able to forget. She could feel herself smiling as she gently pulled away and looked at him.

“Thank you,” he said with a charming smile on his lips, but a bewildered expression on his face. She liked that look. She liked feeling that she was able to fill him with awe and wonder. It had been a long time since she felt like she was able to inspire anything other than lust inside of men. This, however, this felt like something that she could work with, that she could get addicted to. His kiss was passionate and loving, strong, and full of desire.

She wanted more kisses like that. She wanted those kisses over dinner, in the comfort of her bed, on long walks in the park, and on the beach of some exotic destination. She wanted him to kiss her again.

“Thanks for not running away,” she whispered passionately.

“I don’t think that’s possible,” he muttered.

There was something in his eyes that she hadn’t noticed sitting that far away from him, or maybe it was the kiss that had ignited it inside of him, but there was a look in his eyes that made her nervous. It made her feel like she’d done something wrong or that she had triggered something animal and fierce inside of him. It was the kind of expression that looked like he was going through a discomfort right now and she wasn’t sure how she had caused it.

But it faded as he smiled and slowly stood up.

“I need to go to the bathroom for a second,” he said, his skin felt like fire under her fingertips. “Don’t move. Stay right here and I’ll be right back.”

“Are you okay?” she asked him nervously, afraid that she had somehow done everything wrong to him and he was about to die from the fact that she was being a drunken slut right now.

“No, I’m great,” he chuckled. “In fact, I feel incredible. Just hold on one second.”

She watched him as he headed for the restrooms in a kind of rushed, but calm pretense that made her feel even more nervous about him. As he disappeared down the walkway, she looked toward the bar where her friends had drawn the attention of every single man in the bar and they were completely oblivious to what had happened.

That made her nervous. Her emotional support now was entirely dependent upon the tiny, little voices in her head and the alcohol that she was drinking. Honestly, at this point, she was certain that they were entirely the same beings. She looked longingly toward that entry way and she knew that she was way too intoxicated and horny to be making any kind of judgments right now, but that wasn’t going to stop her.

From all the times that she had been down that hallway, she knew that there were pay phone booths that had been built back in the old days when the Valdez was a lot more popular and successful than it currently was. It was designed to give callers some privacy from those going to use the bathrooms. Now, they were just empty booths for people who had calls they wanted or needed to take, but didn’t have any interest to go stand out in the freezing cold to talk. She smiled and stood up. She knew what needed to happen.

As she made her way down the hallway, she was pleased at how quiet and dimly lit the whole place was. She liked the quiet and the calm of it.

A woman stepped out from the women’s bathroom, tossing a paper towel away as she glanced at Katie and made her way back down the hallway toward the lounge.

Katie checked the little booths and was pleased that they would be large enough to do exactly what she wanted and they were private enough that she figured they would probably get away with it.

It wasn’t like they were going to hand her over to the police if they were accidentally caught. She turned and looked back toward the bathroom and waited for him, smiling as she leaned against the wall and felt her whole body warming up to the idea of what she was about to do.

“Hey you,” she called softly to him as he stepped out of the bathroom door. He looked incredible. He was taller than her and his muscular frame was easily taken in when he was standing. He wasn’t lean or fat, and he wasn’t transitioning into a pudgy mass like Jake was. He was a man who took care of himself and was clearly putting hotel gyms to good use when he stayed at them.

“Hey,” he grinned. His hair looked slightly disheveled and she kind of liked the idea of it. “What are you doing back here?”

“Looking for trouble,” she said, leaning in and kissing him again.

When their lips locked together, it wasn’t long until they parted and they began exploring each other. His tongue pressed softly against hers before they started to dance and orbit each other, their lips working each other over and getting more and more intimate with one another. She felt his hands on her back, pulling her closer to him as she leaned in gladly.

She wrapped one of her arms around his back and held him close, but with her right hand, she reached down and felt his cock through the fabric of his pants. It caught him by surprise, but he wasn’t about to stop it or do anything that might draw attention to them.

“Are those booths empty?” he asked, swallowing hard and trying to keep a steady, low voice.

“Yeah,” she grinned wickedly.

“Are you on the pill?”

She nodded mischievously as he slowly started to back her up toward the farthest one away from the lounge. Katie didn’t doubt that these booths were predominantly used for sex at this juncture in their lifespan. It was the perfect size for a tight fuck and she was going to get everything she could out of it. As she kissed him, she felt his hands running over her body, squeezing her breasts and actually getting a drawback when he realized that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“Your breasts are amazing,” he exhaled in disbelief as his hand massaged her breast, squeezing it and feeling the nipple sticking straight up at attention. She grinned and unbuckled his belt while he was distracted by her breast.

“Yeah? They’re all yours,” she assured him as she lifted up her shirt, but didn’t take it off. If someone caught them, she wanted to be able to cover up quickly. He stared and marveled as her breasts spilled out and bounced freely in front of him. He’d never been in a situation like this before, or he was just a man who was very easily pleased. Either way, she was glad to show herself off to him.

“I’m wet,” she told him and there wasn’t a lie in her voice. She knew that it would only be a matter of time before someone came to use the bathroom and notice that there was something naughty happening behind the curtain of the booth.

They needed to break this out now and maybe arrange for something a little slower and more intimate later. God, she couldn’t remember the last time she did something this fun and reckless before with a man who was actually worth it. The thought of it all was making her even wetter.

“God, you’re sexy,” he chuckled as she slipped her hand into his pants.

His cock was everything that she could have dreamed of. It was the perfect size and it found the right balance between being long and thick, but not too much. She’d slept with guys whose cocks were too long that it got awkward and there were guys that she’d dated whose cocks were also too fat and it was painful for them to slip inside of her.

But she knew that there was something about Shane that was the perfect man. It was like a bunch of women got together and built him inside a laboratory and she was getting to test drive the results. It was a kind of honor and a pleasure that she hadn’t been anticipating, but she was totally ready for it.

She wanted to do so much with his cock, but there wasn’t time. She knew that she was going to have to make the most of the short amount of time, and if she had to get away with just one thing about his cock, she wanted it inside of her.

“Fuck me,” she said, stroking his cock that felt like it was a fiery monolith begging to push inside of her. She guided it slowly toward her pussy and she could feel it brushing against her moist lips and a shudder of anticipation ripped through her body, splitting open her mind and she knew that this was going to be incredible. God, she wanted him inside of her right now. He stood motionless, grinning at the kind of effect it was having on her and she thought that this was the cheekiest thing that he’d done yet.