Ten Minutes: A Short and Hot Romance

by Megan West

  After she excused herself to the restroom, she stood in front of the mirrors in the makeup room and stared at her reflection. She wasn’t really on a date with Philip. The entire evening she hadn’t been enjoying a date with a man she found attractive and intriguing.

  Instead she was seated at the same table as him and picking every single little thing apart in her mind. There was no room for enjoyment there. As she stood in front of the mirror in the makeup room she decided it needed to stop. If she was so knit picky he would throw her off course every time, she just needed take a deep breath and go with the flow.

  “I want to enjoy this,” she said aloud to her own reflection. And something about actually saying it out loud while looking into her own eyes struck her. It made the sentiment behind the statement real.

  She walked back to the dinner table to find the entrées had been removed.

  “Dessert is on its way,” Philip told her. Alyssa looked at him. She didn’t recall ordering dessert.

  “I hope you don’t mind, but I took the liberty of ordering the dessert. It’s a specialty here and would really like you to try it.” He brushed his thumb and index finger over his upper lip and she saw a small amount of concern in his eyes. “Of course, you’re free to let me know otherwise and order something else if you’d like.”

  “Oh no,” she responded quickly. “It’s okay.”

  She gave him a soft smile and, for the first time that evening, it felt genuine. It was Cassandra who brought their dessert over. Alyssa felt the awkwardness crawl back over her skin, but she tried to play it off by turning to look at Cassandra directly in the eye and smiling widely.

  “Thank you!” Alyssa exclaimed before turning back to Philip, who was watching her rather closely. Cassandra excused herself and Alyssa looked down at her dessert quickly before meeting Philip’s gaze again.

  “This looks delicious.”

  “It tastes even more amazing than it looks,” he responded. Alyssa shuddered and inadvertently squeezed her thighs together. There had been something about the way he was looking at her and the way he spoke that turned her on.

  She had the distinct feeling he had done it on purpose. Philip leaned forward and took his fork to pierce the velvety surface of the cake. His eyes were still fixed on Alyssa as he split a piece away from the tip of the cake slowly. There was a sparkle in his bright blue eyes that hadn’t been there before.

  Alyssa gulped.

  She wanted to take her own fork and taste the cake, but was transfixed. She couldn’t take her eyes off Philip’s. Finally, he finished cutting a piece and he picked it up carefully with his fork. She watched the perfectly sliced piece move up toward his lips, but just as he was about to take the bite, he paused. Alyssa waited on baited breath. Never had watching someone cut and eat cake been so incredibly mesmerizing. Then she saw him move the fork slowly toward her.

  “I think you should have the first taste,” he said in a low, deep voice. It was dripping with sexual suggestion as she squeezed her thighs against each other again. She gulped and nodded, but didn’t open her mouth, not even as the fork got closer to her lips.

  “Alyssa,” he practically whispered, “Open your mouth.” His voice oozed soft and sexy and the way he was staring into her eyes made her feel something she had not felt in a very, very long time. Only she couldn’t remember ever feeling it so intensely.

  Slowly, she opened her mouth as he slipped the cool fork into it, mouth closing around the cake with a smile. He drew the fork back as he smiled and licked his lips. She watched his tongue glide from one corner of his mouth to the other before remembering to chew.

  “This is amazing,” she said after swallowing the bite.

  “Isn’t it just?” Philip asked rather intensely.

  She had the feeling he wasn’t exactly talking about the cake, but was playing along with her choice of words. Never had she experienced such a seduction technique. She felt her cheeks grow hot and was sure they were flushed red. When he leaned forward and reached out to brush his thumb over the top of her cheek she knew she must be fire engine red.

  “Why are you blushing?” he teased. Alyssa felt her face grow hotter. He leaned in even closer, minding not to get cake on his coat, and whispered, “You look even prettier with your cheeks all red like that, did you know?”

  Alyssa’s breath caught in her throat. She felt like everything was suddenly going quiet and she could only hear the sound of her heart racing. Could he hear it too? He removed his hand and sat back on his chair, nodding toward her cake.

  “All yours,” he told her. Alyssa nodded slowly and came back down to reality.

  Finally, she managed to pick up her fork and cut a piece of her own. He started to make conversation once again as she ate her slice of cake. Every question he asked was well thought out and interesting. He had the grace of being able to keep conversation flowing naturally and it made things easy for Alyssa.

  There wasn’t a single moment of awkwardness. What she didn’t notice was that he kept the conversation centered on her and had continued to use a subtly seductive tone of voice. It was part of his seduction technique.

  Does it still count as falling for it if I know what he’s doing? I just like it, she thought.

  It didn’t matter what it counted as, what mattered was that it was working. She was more attracted to him than ever and by the time they had finished dessert, he was holding her hand as they walked out of the restaurant.

  She didn’t even pay attention to Cassandra as they walked past her out the door.

  Chapter Six

  Philip’s mansion was a bit removed from the downtown area, but Alyssa could understand why. It was obvious he lived in the kind of gated community where only the cream of the crop lived. The exclusivity wasn’t to be missed and the peacefulness of the entire community was something that must have come at a premium.

  She found herself vaguely wondering how much it would cost to live there even in the smallest house. It was during the ride back that she wondered why she was even going back home with him. It wasn’t that she didn’t understand the motive behind it; she didn’t understand why she had so easily agreed to it.

  But those thoughts withered away as the drive continued and Philip unbuckled her seat belt to pull her toward him. He reached over her body to buckle the seat belt, slowly and sensually running his hand over her stomach as he dragged the belt across it.

  When he touched her, Alyssa didn’t feel odd. It didn’t feel like it was too fast or shouldn’t be happening. It was never an accident. Every time he made physical contact with her it was intentional. Every time it made her heart race and body feel a bit warmer.

  She liked the way his hands felt even from the minimal touching they had done. But she loved the way his bright blue eyes had a new sparkle in them, one that showed how attracted he was to her. Not to mention, the sound of his low deep voice sent chills down her neck. He used that soft tone to seduce her and it worked like magic.

  As they walked down the pathway leading to his front door he didn’t once remove his hand from her lower back. She liked the feeling of his warm hand on her back and she knew perfectly well where this all was headed. She was surprised she was even going for it since it wasn’t entirely in her character, but she was incredibly intrigued.

  Not to mention she found Philip extremely attractive and it had nothing to do with the size of his bank account. The two of them walked on in silence and less than a minute later he was jiggling his keys in his pocket. He slid his key into the lock and turned until they heard a small ‘click’. Before he had a chance to open it, it was pulled from the other side and the two were greeted by a very friendly looking butler.

  “Good evening, sir.” The butler said as he stepped aside so they could enter. Alyssa and the butler were introduced before Philip dismissed him and walked over to the couch with her.

  She leaned her head against his shoulder as soon as they sat down. There was something about being in his house an
d being close to him that made her rest her head on him so instinctively.

  He smells good, Alyssa thought as his scent wafted up to her nose.

  She heard some clicking of shoes and that was when she lifted her head from his shoulder to check where it was coming from. She saw a housekeeper woman walk by holding a basket, but she quickly disappeared behind the wall without having even looked in their direction. Alyssa wondered how many people he had working in his mansion, but her thoughts were quickly distracted as she looked around the sitting room.

  All the furniture was remarkably ornate and high end without looking over the top. It didn’t look like the sitting room of someone with something to prove. It just looked like he had been careful in selecting what went in his house, or at least hiring someone who was.

  Alyssa noticed the selected artworks and how even those matched the overall theme, color, and feeling of the couches, chairs, and drapes. The room was beautiful and perfectly put together. Philip continued talking to her for a bit before he stood up and took her hand, claiming he wanted to show her the main living room where he usually hosted company.

  As the two of them walked down the hallway to the main living room Alyssa felt his hand bump against hers more than just a couple of accidental times. Then he took her hand and held it much more firmly than he had when they exited the restaurant. She barely had time to look around the main living room when she was already being pressed up against the wall. His lips landed on her so soft and skillfully she barely noticed it was happening before it was too late.

  The kiss was slightly rough, but it still came as a surprise to her since she would have never expected it from him. She jerked her head back a bit to look at him in surprise. He looked as if he wanted to ask her something, but was holding back.

  Alyssa nodded. She wanted him to kiss her again, she wanted it to continue. She just hadn’t known what to expect. Perhaps she would be able to better prepare herself now.

  The idea that Philip Walton was going to be gentle completely went out the window with a kiss.

  He leaned forward so that his body pressed up against hers. Alyssa broke the kiss and turned her head to the left to catch her breath.

  “Oh my goodness,” she breathed out.

  She was in utter disbelief. The deep breath she had taken woke her mind up a bit as she realized fully where she was, whom she was with, and what they were doing together. She knew where it was leading. She wanted it to happen; she wanted him badly, but it wasn’t lost on her that it was a pretty big deal. She still couldn’t believe that, of all the women he could have approached, it had been her.

  She actually accepted the date and now they were being all hot and heavy in his fancy living room.

  Philip interrupted her thoughts by placing his hand on her cheek and leaning in to kiss her again, this time even a bit more rough than before. Alyssa had never been kissed that way before. She liked it. Not one man she had ever been with had pressed his lips roughly against hers in a way that made her weak in the knees. Then again, there were a lot of things about Philip that were different.

  He had been taking control from the moment they met, only she hadn’t quite realized it right off the bat. Even that was something she had never experienced before. No man she had ever been with had behaved this way and, truth be told, she wasn’t opposed to it in the slightest.

  As he continued to kiss her, she completely let herself get lost in the moment. No more thoughts. No more questions. No more shock. This was far too good to not enjoy it fully.

  Tiny tingles attacked her skin as his hands slowly moved up until he was rubbing her breasts over her dress. The movement and pressure was unhurried and soft at first, but he slowly started getting more rough. Both types of touch felt equally good to her in completely different ways. Alyssa moaned softly into his mouth. He responded to the moan by thrusting his hips forward.

  Her breath stilled as she felt his bulge push against her. The friction the movement created felt so good she broke the kiss with a louder moan. Despite that there was no direct skin on skin contact, she already felt pleasure starting to build inside her. She pushed her hips forward a bit to feel his hardness rub against her again and she moaned.

  Philip pushed the neckline of her dress down until the material moved over her breasts to expose her sexy lace bra. He didn’t waste any time, immediately dipping his head down and nipping at her neck before running the tip of his tongue straight down along the line of her collarbone. Her knees wobbled as she clutched at his arms to remain standing. His tongue continued to tickle her until she felt his hot breath land on her cleavage.

  Philip tugged down the lace of one of the cups of her bra to fully expose one of her breasts and Alyssa soon felt his hot, warm mouth close around her hard nipple. She gasped out at the sensation and sharply inhaled when he sucked on it. He started off gently at first, but it wasn’t long before he was pinching her nipples with his teeth as he sucked.

  He didn’t nibble on her nipple, but he did use his teeth to play with it as he sucked, alternating in pressure. Like everything else he was rough, but Alyssa liked it. She had never been touched like that before and everything about it made her heart race. Philip reached around her back to unclasp her bra before unzipping her dress slowly.

  He pulled his head away as she wiggled her body so the dress would slip off. She stepped out of it and kicked it away just before he pushed her back against the wall hard. Her back made a loud thud against the wall as he continued fondling her breasts, alternating licking and sucking in the same way he had before.

  Alyssa let out a breathy whimper as one of his hands ran down along the slight curve of her waist, cupping her hip briefly before moving in and slipping under the waistband of her matching lace panties.

  She mouth locked open in a silent scream the moment she felt the tip of his finger make contact with her slit. Philip ran his finger up and down her wet slit. She thrust her chest towards him as he started to kiss up along her chest and neck until he took her lips and initiated another deep, rough kiss.

  His body pinned her against the wall so much it nearly hurt, but she didn’t mind. She wanted to be as close to him as possible. It only heightened everything and turned her on even more. He pushed against her, applying more pressure to her wetness. She was getting even more turned on than she already was. As he continued kissing her Alyssa made muffled moans of pleasure in his mouth and her mind was lost in ecstasy.

  Suddenly, he stepped back and slid his hand out of her panties, making her whimper at the loss of pressure. She watched as he unzipped his pants, hurriedly pushing them down along with his boxers and kicking them off to the side. Alyssa reached forward and pushed his suit jacket off his shoulders so that it landed on the floor in a heap.

  She grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up before quickly undoing the buttons to reveal his toned bronzed skin. Philip’s skin looked so incredibly smooth and sexy that Alyssa couldn’t hold back from touching it. Her hands ran over his stomach, admiring how his toned abs felt underneath her fingertips. Without warning he grabbed her hand in a tight grip and moved it back to pin it to the wall.

  He stepped in so that he was standing even closer to her and kissed her even more roughly than he had before. It was as if the more heated things got, the rougher he got.

  And she liked it.

  Philip groaned into her mouth when his hard dick rubbed up against the soaking wet crotch of her panties. Alyssa grinded her hips against him to create more friction as they both broke the kiss to moan in pleasure. Quickly, he gathered himself and pinned both her wrists to the wall above her head with one hand, leaving his other hand free to press her hips back against the wall.

  He left a trail of wet, open-mouthed kisses down along her neck before nibbling softly at her skin. Then he’d stop to dart his tongue out and run it along the teeth marks left behind.

  His hips thrust forward once with a lot of force, making Alyssa gasp out loud at the quick and hard conta
ct of his hardness against the wet crotch of her panties. Her knees started to wobble. She fidgeted with her arms, wanting to grip his shoulders for balance. This only made him tighten his grip and thrust his hips forward against her a couple more times before finally letting go of her wrists and stepping back.

  Alyssa was breathing heavily, her breasts heaving with every bit of air she let in. His eyes slowly raked over every single inch of her body and Alyssa could see the lust building up in his eyes with each second that ticked by. He licked his lips hungrily and reached out to take her hand.

  He held her hand tightly as he led her down a long hallway until they reached the foot of a long, marble staircase. He pulled her by the hand and led her upstairs and down another hallway until they reached what Alyssa assumed was his bedroom. It didn’t matter that he had staff living there, it hadn’t stopped him from littering the main living room with discarded clothing and dragging a mostly naked young woman across the house to his bedroom.