Seducing My Best Friend (Alphalicious Billionaires 4)

No, it wasn’t just a kiss. It felt more like they were consuming each other, devouring each other, and not just the licking and sucking and nipping and stroking that was going on with their mouths.

He bit her bottom lip and she mewled, her hips bucking hard into his. He leaned forward, slamming the hard length of his erection into her belly. She whimpered and he thrust his tongue into her mouth. Hers was ready and willing and eager to dance.

Syd’s fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. They were small, bastardly little things, and when she couldn’t get them to work to her satisfaction, she curled her fingers around the edges of the shirt and tugged hard, sending buttons raining all over the fancy ass carpeting. The suite was nice, too nice. It was expensive. He shouldn’t have booked it, but he thought that maybe… maybe Syd might want to come back with him. Or at least that she’d agree to have dinner with him and then maybe he’d have a shot at bringing her back.

She ate at his mouth hungrily while she shoved his shirt down his arms. She ran her hands along the solid ridges of his muscle, all the way over his forearms, tracing the veiny patterns with her fingertips. God, those fingertips. Her touch rendered him completely useless.

“Why are these so solid,” she panted, as her hands smoothed over his biceps again, then back up to his shoulders. “You are seriously working out. Don’t lie to me.”

“Just wanted to take care of myself,” he responded against her lips. “Don’t worry, I promise I haven’t turned into a gym rat.”

“Do you still run?”

“Yeah. Once a day.”

“You make me feel seriously unfit.”

She had a pink blouse on and a pair of black slacks. Completely professional for the job interview. He leaned in, bent his head and suckled at the base of her glorious neck while he caused the second button explosion of the morning. He tore her shirt away, so that she was stripped down to the pink lace bra she had on underneath- because seriously, of course she would have matched the bra to her shirt- and let out a low whistle.

“I don’t know. You look pretty fit to me.”

“Stop.”

“I didn’t get to see this half the last time we were together. I’m pretty sure that I missed out.”

“Jesse…”

His hands strayed to her back where he unhooked her bra and let it fall away. The lacy garment hit the floor and her glorious breasts, her beautiful, perky breasts with the gorgeous pink nipples- they were all his. His mouth watered to taste one, and when her hands came up to tangle in his hair and guide him there, he wasn’t going to say no.

He latched on to one nipple, suckling her gently into his mouth. He scraped his teeth over the straining bud and she let out a gasp that shot straight to his cock. He released her nipple, blowing on it gently as he did, watching it tighten and pucker even further- and it was straining already.

“Beautiful,” he said huskily. “All of you.”

“Why are you still wearing your pants?” she ground out in response.

“Why are you still wearing yours?”

Her lips quivered into a sly smile. “I thought we could just dry hump each other. You know. Save the rest for marriage.”

He let out a bark of laughter. “That deserves a spanking, I believe.”

Her eyes twinkled. “Spank me and I’ll spank you back.”

“Is that a challenge?”

He stepped back and looked down at her. She waited for a second before she nodded and took off, letting out a shrill scream that the front desk probably heard. He just hoped they didn’t call security. He raced after her, capturing her close to the bed and taking her down. They fell in a heap of tangled limbs. He could barely untangle himself so that he came out on top. He managed to plant a hand firmly on the mattress by her face. He cut off her surprised giggle with a scalding kiss as her hands clenched tight on his shoulders.

“Seriously, these were never this broad,” she panted when he broke away.

“I’m glad you like them.”

“Who said I liked them?”

His hand slid between them, cupping her mound. She was wet right through her slacks, and god, that sent all kinds of aches right to his groin. “You’re soaking wet.” His voice was raw. “That says that you might like it a little.”

“Maybe I’m just enamored with your nipples.” She bent her head and licked at one and his whole body felt like she’d just doused him in gas and lit a match. “Yup. Definitely in love with them.” Her hands explored lower, trailing over the ridges of his abs. “Maybe I like this a little bit too.”

“What else?” he panted, nearly on the verge of losing control completely.