They stayed silent for a few minutes, allowing themselves to cool down. Cliff ran his fingers through the messy waves of her hair, Alexis didn’t even care as he snagged a few tangles. She hadn’t felt this free and spent in a long time and she wanted to savor every second.
“Definitely not tired now,” she said with her lips pressed against his shoulder, causing him to chuckle.
“Well, what do you want to do, pretty girl?”
Leaning away from his body, Alexis smiled wickedly at the man that had completely entranced her.
“I’d love to take a dip in the lake to cool off.”
Wrapping his arms around her waist, Cliff drew her breast toward his mouth.
“Do you now?”
“Yeah,” she said breathily. “It would be a way to cool off. And no one will find us there.”
“Think you can be quiet?”
Bringing her hand from his shoulders to his face, she pulls him toward her, their lips brushing. “I’m sure you could find a way to keep me quiet.”
Chapter Six
A week had passed since Alexis and Cliff gave in to their attraction. Since then, he had spent every night, and some mornings, in bed with her. And with Logan giving her the go ahead to return to normal activity, they had been insatiable. But Cliff worried that the longer that Alexis stayed with him the more emotions he hadn’t felt in years would begin to bloom inside him. And those kinds of feelings would make it difficult for him to focus when he needed to protect her.
He had little doubt that her father was coming. Lev wasn’t a man that responded spontaneously. No, he would strike with a plan in place, which meant Cliff and the town needed a plan in place too. So far, all the group had decided was to keep an eye on Alexis twenty-four seven.
But it was quiet. Too quiet. And Cliff had been on edge wobbling in the breeze.
The past Tuesday, his new receptionist quit on her second day because he snapped at her while explaining how to add new products into their inventory system. She had duplicated an entry, which Cliff himself had done numerous times, but with his mind elsewhere, he couldn’t contain his anger.
Thank goodness for Alexis offering to do the job in the meantime. She claimed to be bored and no surprise quickly picked up the systems.
Wade, his new seasonal artist, had been fitting in well with the shop. He was quiet for the most part and kept to himself, much as Cliff had when he first moved to town. He suspected that the Lady Busy Bees would be cornering him soon to get Wade’s life story, whatever hadn’t been pulled in his background check. Somehow those ladies got wind of everything.
“You have an appointment in fifteen minutes,” Alexis called out as she leaned around the ledge separating his section.
“Tattoo or piercing?”
“Navel piercing.”
Sauntering farther into the room, Cliff watched the gentle sway of her hips as she moved to stand in front of him. Damn, he had it bad for this woman. This insatiable hunger for her that couldn’t seem to be quenched.
“You know, I thought belly button rings went out of style. Maybe I’m just getting old,” she joked.
“Naw, we get them pretty frequently. It’s an easy piercing. You know what that means?”
Reaching out, he gripped her hip, tugging her close until she straddled his legs on the chair. Her skirt flounced around them, draping across their laps like a blanket. The heat between her thighs rubbed against his straining cock aching behind his cargo shorts.
“No, what does that mean?
“It means that I don’t have to spend these fifteen minutes prepping anything.”
Leaning forward, Alexis moved closer until her lips rub against the edge of his ear. Cliff’s hands slithered up her skirt until they landed on the globes of her ass.
“What should we do during that time?” Her voice grew husky with each word.
Slipping his fingers beneath the center of her panties, Cliff replied, “I’m sure we can come up with something interesting.”
Twenty minutes later, Cliff watched a frazzled Alexis run her fingers through her hair, resetting the ponytail he had gripped as she rode him on the chair. He was pretty sure that the smirk on his face gave them away as they moved out to the waiting area. Alexis doing so at a quick apologetic pace while he sauntered in like he owns the place, because he did and didn’t care if everyone knew that he was fucking the life out of Alexis in the back room.