Chapter Nine
CHAPTER NINE
ADDISON
I switch on the jets and let the current and pressure soothe me. I didn’t mean to tell Alex—Mr. Noble, damn—any of that, but it’s way too late to reconstruct those boundaries I intended. At least I talked him out of doing something rash. I’ll just continue keeping my head down, and we’ll pay Keller until he screws things up on his own. This job pays well, and once the checks become steady, we’ll be all right.
I sink down farther into the tub and release a huge sigh. Alex has been more than sweet with me. Humiliation momentarily swamps me as I think back to him carrying me while I breathed vomit fumes in his face. But he was gracious about it, that’s for sure. I can’t ignore the feelings his behavior lit in both my heart and my gut. Not to mention the effect his mere presence has on all parts south. He’s just so freaking hot. And that suit! Oh, lord. Even in my broken-down state, I wanted to grab onto his lapels and beg him to take me now.
I run my hands through the hot water until they reach my breasts, and I can’t resist caressing my own skin as I think of Alex’s large hands and imagine them replacing my own. I pluck one nipple between my forefinger and thumb and squeeze, feeling electricity run straight from my breast to my core. I moan and repeat the action on the other breast. God, what I wouldn’t give for it to be Alex caressing me.
I allow my right hand to travel over my belly and down between my legs to cup my sex. I wonder how he would touch me. Would he be gentle or forceful? I’m guessing the latter, and I shiver at the thought. Another moan escapes, this time a bit louder, but I don’t care. It feels too good.
Before I know it, I’m panting with want and need, familiar quivers fluttering low in my belly. I hear myself moan Alex’s name as I near my climax, but I can’t slow down. My orgasm crashes over me, everything inside me exploding with pleasure. “Oh, God. Alex,” I keen as my orgasm shows no signs of stopping. I pulse wildly, eyes closed, lips parted in abandon.
“Holy fuck.”
My eyes fly open to find Alex standing at the side of the tub, a sizable erection tenting a pair of athletic shorts. His look is downright ravenous, his pupils dilated to the point where they nearly overtake his irises.
“Oh, God!” I shriek, and then, not knowing what in holy hell to do, I duck my head under the water and pray for the jets to drown me.
The next thing I know, strong arms yank me from the water, and I’m being wrapped in a plush bath towel. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, woman?” Alex demands, wrapping me up like a burrito and perching me half-on, half-off his lap—his lap where that impressive erection still stands. Oh lord.
“I wasn’t doing anything!” I lie, so grateful that the towel covers all my bits.
“Jesus, you’re killing me, do you know that?” His eyes blaze. “First, I thought you were sick, and then,” he gestures to the tub, “I realized you most definitely weren’t. Then I thought you passed out! You just took ten years off my life!”
“I’m sorry. I just…” Oh, God. This is so utterly humiliating. He saw me masturbating! And, worse yet, he heard me say his name. I’m going to pack my bags and get the hell out of this place before I can torture myself any further.
“You just what?” he asks, his tone quieter now.
“I don’t know. This is really embarrassing, as I’m sure you can imagine.” I try to stand but he holds me firm, shifting me over so I’m sitting sideways on his lap with his hardness pressing into my ass.
“Aside from the attempted drowning, I’d say it was hot as hell.”
My shocked eyes snap to meet his, and the next thing I know, his head descends and his mouth is on mine. His lips are firm and warm as they move against mine, tasting and gently teasing at first. My brain refuses to comprehend what’s happening. Surely, I’m dreaming or something, right? But, no, his scruff brushes against my chin as he adjusts his angle and, suddenly, I’m kissing him back.
Turning more insistent, he emits a small grunt and pushes his tongue past my lips to caress my own with it. I whimper, happy I’m not standing because my knees could never take all that is Alex Noble. This is, hands down, the hottest kiss I’ve ever had. On a scale of one to ten, the last kiss I had was a one and this is a ten thousand. He pulls back for a fraction of a second, saying my name with an almost reverent tone before moving back in.
His lips travel from my mouth down to my neck where his tongue strikes a path of fire toward my collarbone. Dampness spreads between my legs, and it has little to do with the bath I’ve just been pulled from. I need to touch him, so I wind one hand around his neck and let the other explore his muscular back.
“You taste like heaven,” he murmurs into the crook of my neck. “I can’t wait to taste you everywhere.” My heart stops for a moment and then speeds up like a racehorse.
“I can’t wait either,” I utter before I can think what I’m saying. What am I doing? I mean, it’s not as if I’ve never had sex before, but this is Alex freaking Noble . He’s nearly ten years older than me and he’s a living baseball god and a gazillionaire. What in the world is he doing with me? But, even if I wanted to, I couldn’t stop. This is too good.
“Daddy?” a child’s voice calls from the hallway, and we pull apart with twin gasps.
“Oh my God!” I clutch the towel to my chest as Alex lifts me to my feet, only waiting the split second it takes to steady me before taking off to intercept Tristan.