Say You Will (The Alexanders 5)

- - Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe

Chapter Sixteen

NOTHING IN TRENT’S life to date could compare to hearing Mara say that she was in it for the long haul.

She leaned up and whispered in his ear, "I remember some rash promises about being debauched in the limo."

Her arm around his waist moved slightly lower and she stepped closer, sliding up against him in one sinuous movement. Just like that, with one move, he was hard. His breath hissed out between his teeth as she rubbed against the length of his now painfully throbbing cock. Only she had ever had the power to do this to him, turn him into a barely civilized caveman who thought of nothing but getting her naked.

"Can you call the car?" she whispered.

"I don't think I can wait that long." Grabbing her hand, he pulled her along. She stumbled after him, trying to keep up with his long strides in her ridiculously high heels. It had been a while since he'd been in the museum so he just headed for the first roped off area that he saw. A guard stepped in front of them. Behind him, Mara let out a small squeak of surprise as she bumped into his back.

"Sir, this area is off-limits."

Trent reached into his pocket. "Can I convince you to develop a case of temporary amnesia for the next thirty minutes?" He handed over several hundred dollars. The guard pocketed the money and then turned in the other direction, deliberately not looking their way. Trent tugged Mara's hand, pulling her along the corridor and then turning out of sight.

"Where are we?"

"One of the Medieval exhibits."

"Really?" She looked around excitedly.

"Yes, I plan to have you naked while the Knights of the Round Table watch." He kissed the skin on the back of her neck, peeking out from beneath the loose tendrils of her hair. "You are so beautiful. And all night I've had to watch other men drooling over you. Coveting you."

She spun in his arms, her hands resting on his chest. "They can covet all they want because I'm with you."

"I know." He said the words and meant them.

No matter what else was happening in his life, the one thing he had for absolute certain was Mara's loyalty. There was no amount of money or prestige that would entice her to betray him. It wouldn't matter if the man hitting on her was a CEO or the sheik of some small country, she was with him in every sense of the word.

He cupped the base of her neck, wishing that her hair was loose and free so he could tangle his hands in it. It was an action borne of desperation. He wanted to erase the memory of Avery's kiss and her touch. At the thought, he lifted Mara and put one hand behind her on the wall to steady them. She had to hike up her dress to get her legs around him. Just the sound of the material sliding over her skin was erotic as hell. He reached between them, searching for the damp cotton between her legs.

"You should never even bother with panties," he grumbled, as he pulled the flimsy material to the side.

Mara panted as his finger slid deep. "Well, normally I'm not flashing my naughty bits around."

"You'd better not be flashing anyone but me."

She whimpered as he bit her neck playfully. Her ears and neck had always been sensitive and he loved teasing her that way, making her so hot for it that she sometimes came before he even got inside her. Their connection had been explosive since the first time they'd been together. He'd stayed away from her for years, knowing that their chemistry was potent. Dangerous. He'd tried to do the right thing and leave her alone but he was far too selfish for that.

He needed her.

Angling his palm, he rubbed circles directly on her clit. As he worked her, she bucked her hips. Her eagerness just spurred him on. It was an honor to know her body so intimately, to know exactly how much pressure would get her off and have her screaming his name. He watched, loving the play of emotions on her face as she succumbed to it. Finally her mouth fell open and he kissed her, swallowing her cry.

“Always so wet for me,” he mumbled against her neck.

He thrust two fingers in, testing her readiness and they both moaned. She reached down and unzipped him herself, carefully pulling his cock out. Mara apparently was tired of waiting. He jerked into her hold, cursing at the intense pleasure as she gripped him, rubbing her thumb over the tip.

"I want you now." She didn't give him the option of waiting. With a firm hold on him, she was in the driver's seat and she knew it. The situation wasn't unlike every other area of their lives. Although he could be arrogant and demanding at times, he knew that truly Mara was the one in control. Because if she ever left him, he would be shattered. She held the key to his entire existence in the palm of her hand. He wondered if she even knew.

"Don't you know I'd give you anything? Anything at all."

"You don't have to give me anything other than you." She guided him in position and her eyes closed as he pressed forward. “I love the way you feel. You're the only one who's ever made me feel this way. Like I can't even wait to take my clothes off.”

A primal rush of satisfaction flowed through him at being the only man who could give her this. Who could satisfy her.

Trent lost all sense of time and place as his instincts took over. There was only her arms around his neck and the rolling motion of his hips. Mara kept her eyes on his as he thrust into her wildly, unable to slow himself down. Looking down at where their bodies connected just made every sensation more intense.