Irresistible Attraction

by Scarlett Avery

  “Riley is so expressive. I could see the scene as vividly as if her daughter was standing in front of me pretending to audition for The Voice or American Idol using her mom’s vibrator as a mic.”

  “You have no idea.”

  “So you knew it was a vibrator?”

  Did I actually ask that question or was that my inner voice? Both Jake and Hunter are as surprised as I am by my question. Yup, it came out of my mouth.

  “Uh-huh.” Jake pinches his lips and nods.

  “We’ve bought our fair share of vibrators. It was pretty unmistakable since I know that model really, really well.”

  “Hunter.” Jake hits his best friend’s arm and I instantly turn beet red.

  “What? She asked a question and I answered.” Although Hunter is speaking to Jake, his eyes are riveted on me and suddenly I’m burning up.

  Holy hell. He has to stop looking at me as if he wants to devour me.

  Without thinking I sweep my hand from my neck all the way down to my chest in the hopes of containing the fire that’s ignited between my legs. When I realize how suggestive my actions might seem, I attempt to remove the hand resting at the swell of my boobs, but my finger gets caught and a few of the buttons pop open.

  Shit.

  I quickly sit up, trying to pull myself together, hoping they don’t think I’m flashing them, but my fingers tremble as I try to cover up. To make matters worse, my hair falls into my face, making it impossible to see. I brush my long mane back and when I look up, I nearly gasp.

  “This is so embarrassing,” I manage, but neither of them say a word. They simply stare at me like they’ve been doing pretty much all night long.

  I swear both men have been checking me out all evening. When I arrived, Hunter’s expression turned shocked when he saw me and he tapped Jake on the shoulder to catch his attention as Riley hugged me. Both men were beaming like boys who had been granted permission to stay up late to play video games. It was only when my new boss made a fuss of my hair that I clued in.

  Throughout the evening, I could feel Hunter’s gaze on me. Every time I glanced in his direction, he’d hold my gaze for a few seconds, searing me with his brown eyes—just like he’s doing right now. I found myself holding my breath every time that happened. Jake, on the other hand, had this almost boyish grin on his face every time he answered one of my questions. I became so paranoid, I excused myself to run to the powder room for a quick inspection, worried I had salad stuck to my teeth, but the only things staring at me were rosy cheeks and an air of blissfulness I hadn’t seen in a long time.

  “You guys don’t have to look so freaked out. It’s not as if you could see anything.” I’m desperately trying to redeem myself, but Jake and Hunter simply bounce their gazes from my flushed face to each other.

  There’s a long, heavy silence, as if neither of us is able to find something clever to say. Hunter brings a fist to his mouth before clearing his throat and the next thing I know he’s on his feet.

  “All right, I’m off to bed. I have a long day tomorrow, but it was a pleasure spending time with you tonight, Allison. I’m looking forward to your stay here.”

  I try to get up from my seat to wish him goodnight, but I freeze when he leans down towards me. He drops a kiss on each of my cheeks and shockingly, the contact of his lips instantly hardens my nipples. Oh, boy.

  “I’m sure you’re going to sleep like a queen tonight, Allison. If you don’t, let me know tomorrow and I’ll see what I can do.”

  Is he coming on to me?

  Either I’ve had one too many drinks or Hunter’s comment is laced with double entendres. I take a breath in to slow down my racing heart before answering him.

  “I’ll keep your offer in mind, but I suspect I’ll crash like a log.” I try to remain as cool as I possibly can and I turn my head to avoid Hunter’s burning gaze. When I swerve to the left, I meet Jake’s stare and I read the same intensity I saw in Hunter’s gaze a second ago. God.

  “One last thing before I go.”

  “Uh…”

  “Your hair,” Hunter says, bringing his hand to my mane. “It’s so magnificent. Why in the world would you ever put it up? You nearly gave me a heart attack when you walked in for dinner with your hair flowing all the way down to your waist. Promise me you’ll wear it down more often,” he says before dropping a soft kiss on my forehead.

  “Hunter, stop it, you’re going to scare her off. Go to bed. I’ll take Allison back to her place in a few minutes.” Jake’s tone is stern, but the playful glee in his eyes suggests he’s finding this quite amusing.

  “All right. I’ll be off to bed, but Allison has to promise first.”

  I smile, uncertain if Hunter is really flirting with me or if I’m making this all up in my head, but I feel so utterly sexy right now, I don’t care. “I promise to wear my hair down more often. Cross my heart,” I answer, giggling.

  “Good. Now I can go sleep soundly. Good night.”

  “Good night, Hunter.”

  “Bright and early tomorrow, buddy,” he says, turning to Jake.

  “As always.”

  I’m purposefully focusing on Hunter leaving the room and I pretend to be fascinated by the front door, because I’m afraid if I turn around, Jake will see how turned on I am from this playful evening with these two hunks. I know I’m kidding myself because I feel his gaze on the back of my head and when I pivot to meet his eyes, I nearly melt. Damn.

  * * *

  I thought Jake was going to get to his feet right after Hunter retreated to bed, but instead he’s been keeping me laughing with hilarious stories of his sister and her kids. I’ve not been this light-hearted in so long, I forgot how it felt. I could spend the rest of the night here with him, but I have a meeting at nine tomorrow with Riley so she can brief me on my new responsibilities as her assistant and I want to be fresh for my first day of work.

  “I don’t know how late it is, but maybe it’s time for me to get some sleep. I’m sure you must be exhausted,” I say, stretching out of my comfy position.

  “It’s not too late, but I’m sure the trip must be catching up with you. Let me put on my boots and I’ll walk you to your house.” He gets up and walks towards me where I’ve been struggling to get up. “This couch is so comfortable, when you sink into it, it’s practically impossible to extract your body from it. Let me give you a hand.” He reaches out for me. I extend my hand and he pulls me so hard off the couch I land on my feet before stumbling forward. Jake is quick and catches me before I embarrass myself any further. “Are you okay?”

  “Yes. Thank you,” I whisper. I’m suddenly aware he’s cradling me against him. The heat emanating from his muscular body is making me woozy and his closeness causes my pussy to throb. To hide my nervousness and arousal, I lower my eyes, but I think he sees right through me. Jake places his index finger under my chin and forces me to meet his gaze. He pulls me closer to him and I find myself pressed against an impressive erection.

  “Hunter is right.”

  “Umm, about what?” I ask with a shaky voice.

  “Your magnificent hair. I did a double-take when I saw you walk in before dinner. Don’t get me wrong, you look beautiful with your hair off your face, but when you let it flow like this…” He bites his lower lip as he strokes my mane.

  I lose myself in his sultry blue eyes, even though a part of me screams to extract myself from his warm embrace.

  “Both you and Hunter are full of compliments tonight.” I blush.

  Jake doesn’t answer. He simply stares intensely into my eyes, making it hard for me to breathe.

  The silence in the room is deceiving and doesn’t mirror the turmoil shaking my core. There’s no way this is happening, I tell myself silently, yet here I am glued against a panty-wetting guy with his cock pressed so hard against me it’s as if he’s trying to penetrate me without me ever removing my clothing. We’re both standing there for a few lustful minutes and Jake has been gently stroking my hair unti
l something in his gaze changes.

  “Allison, I’m going to kiss you now and if you feel I’m out of line, I’ll stop,” he says with eyes half closed.

  “Ohhh,” I exhale. Instead of protesting, I get on my toes and I offer my mouth to him.

  He lowers his head towards me and when our lips meet it’s as if I’ve never been kissed before. How can this be? I met this stud a few hours ago and now I’m making out with him in his living room. For the love of God, his sister, my new boss, can walk in here at any moment and find us locking lips. This is too good. It’s as if I’m living out someone else’s fantasy because stuff so amazing like this never happens to me.

  He’s an insane kisser.

  Clark was cold and distant throughout the last six months of our relationship and since I moved out two and a half months ago, it’s been a really long time since a man has touched my lips—nine months, to be precise. I lose myself in Jake’s tender kiss and I close my eyes, trying to drown out the cautious voice chattering inside my head. After a few minutes of this passionate embrace, I reluctantly pull myself away from him, snapping back to reality.

  Oh my God, get a grip, Ali. He’s your boss’ brother.

  “I’m sure it’s the booze talking, Jake. I mean look at me.” The minute the words leave my lips, I regret putting myself down like this.

  “I am, gorgeous. I haven’t been able to peel my eyes away from you since I turned the corner of my house and saw you struggling with your luggage after the limo driver had dropped you off. Every time you move, I’m mesmerized by your beautiful, sensual hips.”

  There’s no way a guy like Jake can genuinely be attracted to me. “I’m sure you’re just saying that.” His charm is already weakening my will to refuse him.

  “I never bother saying things I don’t mean. I’m extremely attracted to your gorgeous body, Allison.”

  “You don’t have to lie.”

  He doesn’t even have to answer my question. The depth of his expression reveals that he’s very serious. “Lie?” He opens his mouth to speak again, but instead, he slams my body closer to his and once more I’m pressed against his undeniable arousal. “Do you feel that?” No sooner has he pressed his body against mine does he take a small step back without taking his eyes off of me.

  Hell, yeah, I feel it. I’m so turned on I can only nod, my eyes glued to his hand where he’s cupping his crotch in such a raunchy and explicit way, I’m nearly salivating.

  “My cock doesn’t lie.” The fire burning in his eyes leaves me speechless. I’ve never been with a man who looks at me like this.

  “Jesus.”

  “Everything about you turns me on—your sexy hourglass figure, your huge breasts and your arousing hips. I’ve had many kinky thoughts since your arrival about those hips,” he says, caressing my body. “This may surprise you, but not all men want a wafer-thin woman who’s shaped more like a young boy than a real woman.”

  “In my experience men prefer skinny, model-perfect bodies.”

  “Fools. In my world, your body is divine perfection,” he says, crushing my lips again. “I know this sounds crazy because you only arrived a few hours ago and I really can’t explain this, but I do know I want more of you.”

  I’m torn. I’ve landed the job of my dreams in a scenic town, but there’s this very tall, extremely sexy and oh, so turned on man-candy standing in front of me. What is a girl to do? Since I haven’t had sex in such a long time, I’m desperate for some warmth and attention.

  “You’re right, Jake. This is crazy.”

  “It doesn’t mean it can’t be good, Allison. We can be discreet. No one needs to know but us,” he says, pushing his thumb inside my mouth. Christ. “You can’t deny me. I know I’m not the only one feeling this way.”

  I have no desire to argue with a handsome stud begging to fuck me. I offer my mouth to him again and he grabs the back of my head with both hands and kisses me so passionately I fear my heart will stop.

  The next thing I know, Jake lifts me in his arms and I instantly panic. Oh, no.

  “What?” He senses my hesitation.

  “You don’t have to carry me,” I mumble nervously.

  “I know you can walk. It’s been impossible for me to ignore the sultry sway of your hips, but I want to carry you.” He silences any protest with a soft kiss and I close my eyes as I wrap my arms around his neck.

  He climbs the stairs as if I weigh nothing and makes his way to the end of the hallway. He kicks open the door and drops me on my feet with such care it’s as if he’s afraid I’ll break. He closes the door behind him and walks to his nightstand to turn on the light.

  “This is better mood lighting than the ceiling light.” He smiles. I’d feel more comfortable with no lighting at all, to be honest.

  I furtively scan the room, still trying to find my bearings in this new situation. I’m standing in this hot guy’s bedroom. Me. Jake’s room is spacious. Although it’s very large and modern, there’s still the same warm vibe that carries throughout the house. There’s a sleek grey slate fireplace on the main wall flanked by an oversize brown leather chair. Right across from the cozy fireplace is a massive, California king bed covered with a dark grey duvet cover and a few accent pillows. At the foot of the bed lie stylish sheepskin and cowhide rugs. The wall right behind me is made up of floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ranch and the majestic silhouette of the Rocky Mountains beyond. To my surprise, a door leads to a massive wooden deck outside. His room is a reflection of him—it has a distinctive presence, but there’s an unmistakably serene vibe to it as well.

  I’m still looking around me when it becomes clear Jake is observing me as I take in these new surroundings.

  “I like watching you.”

  “You do?”

  “Very much so.”

  “You’re going to make me blush again.”

  “Good. So where were we before we came up here?” He strides towards me with a delightfully sinful gleam before kissing my lips.

  What a contrast from a few minutes ago.

  I get on my toes and I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. “I’m happy one of us is keeping track.” In that moment, I allow all my doubts to dissipate and I savor every single millisecond with this man.

  I return his kiss with all the excitement and anticipation that’s been boiling inside me since I caught him looking at me while Hunter was kissing me goodnight. Jake’s kiss is deep, pressing and ravenous. God. These long celibate months have transformed me and to my own surprise, I press my chest against his and slip a tentative hand between us, cupping the erection I’m dying to touch. He’s bigger than I imagined.

  I’m even more turned on when Jake moans low in his throat as I rub him through his pants. If I needed a confirmation he was honest about his attraction towards me, I just got it.

  “Allison, I didn’t expect you to be such a naughty girl, but I want to enjoy your body first.” Jake doesn’t allow me to continue my dirty game. He takes my hands and pulls them up over my head. With his strong hands, he’s able to hold both my wrists in one hand.

  I look up, startled, but when I meet his lustful gaze, I quickly calm down. Slowly, like a sensual torture, he slides his other hand down, grazing my eager breasts through my shirt, moving lower, across my belly.

  Oh, God, not my soft stomach. Instinctively I try to back away from him, forgetting he has me prisoner.

  “Where are you going, gorgeous?”

  Since I’m still swaying between burning passion and the fear this man might see all my naked flaws, I stumble all over my words. “Well… It’s… You’re…”

  “Don’t tell me you’re trying to hide from me,” he says, lowering his head to meet my eyes.

  Since I’m still unable to find the right words, I simply nod.

  “Why is it so impossible for you to believe I could be attracted to every part of you?”

  God, how long do we have for me to delve into my relationship with my body image? “
Because no one has ever talked about my body like you do.”

  “I’m very sorry you’ve slept with idiots in the past. If you’ll allow me to fuck you until you forget their names, I’ll be more than happy to make up for their stupidity, Ali.” His cocky grin is irresistible. “Is it okay if I call you Ali?”

  “Uh-huh.” Frankly, he can call me anything he wants if he makes good on his promise.

  “Well, Ali, I can’t wait to devour your sinful body.” Jake kisses me again as he pushes me to the edge of the bed before putting a knee on the mattress and forcing me to lie back. Without freeing my hands, he continues to explore my body with his impatient hand sliding over my shirt. He undoes each button one by one while our tongues dance together and he expertly unhooks the back of my bra. His chest is so close, I can feel the heat emanating off him. This is too much.

  “Soft pink lace? Wow. You know how to fulfill a guy’s fantasy.”

  “I have a thing for expensive lingerie.” I giggle.

  “I’m so very grateful you do. Especially considering how incredible this bra looks on you.”

  “Thank you,” I whisper. He’s boosting my confidence like no other man I’ve been with.

  “I’m reluctantly obliged to let go of your wrists if I want to play with your nipples.” He smiles.

  “O-okay,” I let out nervously.

  “Take it off, Ali,” he commands, lowering his eyes toward my chest.

  Without protesting, I shimmy out of my bra and I fling it behind his head. Instinctively, I bring both hands to my naked breasts to shield them from his eyes.

  “Why are you hiding these from me?” he asks, pushing my hands aside.

  “I’m a little shy right now,” I reply, biting my lower lip and turning my head to the side.

  “Don’t be. Once I’m done with you, there won’t be an ounce of innocence left.” He grins devilishly as he brings back my hands above my head and shackles them again. Oh, boy. “Not to mention your breasts are magnificent. If it were legal, I’d petition for you to walk around naked all the time.”