Attraction Series Boxed Set: Books 1-3

by J B Heller

  “God you’re gorgeous, Angel, I can’t take my eyes off you.”

  I smiled; at this point I don’t think I’d ever be able to stop smiling. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

  He lifted one shoulder in a shrug, “I know.”

  Full of himself or what, huh? “Cocky much?” I playfully slapped him upside the head.

  He wiggled his eyebrows, then lunged for me. “Careful, Angel, I might like it rough.”

  Instead of shrinking back from his tease, I went with it, returning the wiggling brows. “That would make two of us then. What a perfect match we make.”

  He pulled my hands from his hair and pinned them above my head again. “Don’t start something you can’t finish, Ivy.”

  “I never have.” That statement sealed my fate.

  His grip around my wrists tightened as he ground his pelvis into mine. A loud moan slipped through my parted lips. But I needed more. “Stop teasing me already,” I taunted.

  His large, callused hands loosened, then slid down the length of my arms as he slowly sat himself up to straddle me. His hands stopped at my sports bra. “Slide up onto your elbows for me, Angel.”

  I did as he said, propping myself up on an angle in front of him. His hands slid around my back and undid the clasp of my bra with swift practiced movements. Before I could move to help him remove it, he pulled the straps down my arms, pulling my elbows out from under me with the movement. Just like that, I was flat on my back again. My bra, nowhere to be seen.

  My nipples hardened under his intense gaze. The longer he sat atop of me, staring, the harder they got. I squirmed beneath him, relishing the pressure his heavy weight placed on my pelvis. His eyes snap down to the only place our bodies now meet.

  I was wearing a simple pair of black panties, nothing flash. I mean, who wears pretty underwear when they’re working out? Weirdos, that’s who. But I had to admit, if I knew this is where this morning’s yoga session would lead, I probably would have worn something a little nicer.

  My focus was brought back to the present when Gabe flicked one of my extremely sensitive nipples with his fingers. “Where’d you disappear to just now?”

  “What? Nowhere.”

  “Don’t what me. I know when you’re lying to me. You’re a terrible liar. It’s one of the things I love most about you,” he said.

  I decided not to dwell too much on the fact that he said that he loves something about me. That little gem could be stored away, to ponder on later. Telling him the truth was the only way to keep things moving in the direction I wanted, so I did, “I was thinking about my underwear and that if I had of known I would end up in your bed, I would have worn something pretty.”

  His grin is world famous, I’m sure of it. That grin could melt the panties off the most proper of women. In fact, I’m surprised mine were still intact.

  A cheeky grin pulled at his lips. “Oh, Angel, it doesn’t matter what underwear you’re wearing. It all ends up the same in the end.”

  “How do you figure that?” I asked.

  “They all look the same scrunched up on my floor,” he shrugged.

  “Shut up, smartarse. You going to take these panties off or am I going to have to do it myself?”

  “So impatient, Ivy, I never would have picked you to be so bossy in bed. But, I like it. I like it a lot,” he winked.

  I wiggled my eyebrows the way he did to me earlier and crossed my arms under my head like a pillow. “It’s a new thing for me. I’m sick of being the shy girl who doesn’t say it like it is.”

  He stroked my cheek with the back of his knuckles. The gesture felt out of place for the frisky nature of our attire and conversation. “For what it’s worth, I like both of those girls, because they’re both you.”

  His sincerity made my heart pound faster; I thought it might burst from my chest, but my rational mind kicked in, telling me that would be ridiculous. My rational mind hadn’t been present lately, not since moving into this house. It’s his presence; it screws with my wiring, turning me into one of those stupid girls who can’t tell the difference between chicken and fish.

  His smile was genuine and it warmed me. I could feel his affection for me. I knew he didn’t love me but that’s okay. I hoped he would one day, but for now, it’s enough that he saw me, the real me.

  I reached up, wrapping my hands around his neck and pulled him back down to me again. Feeling his bare skin against mine is incredible. I slung my arms around his shoulders and held him closer. Our foreheads touched as we stared at one another. “I want you, Gabe, please, can I have you now?”

  I caught a glimpse of one side of his mouth lifting in a small smile. “For as long as you want me, Angel.”

  His kisses were softer this time. He worked his tongue in a slow torturous pattern. Stroking, sucking and lightly biting my lips. I wanted him so bad that my underwear was soaked with my wetness. I needed him inside of me.

  Our hips were rocking together and if we weren’t wearing our underwear, he’d be exactly where I needed him right now. I broke away from his kiss, gasping for air. “Off, take them off,” I demanded.

  I started shoving at the band of his briefs; he took the hint and lifted his hips from mine, allowing me the space I needed to push them down over his hips, far enough for him to kick them away. His hands moved down, low on my hips, to the line of my panties. I lifted my butt off the bed for him as he slid them down, then pulled my knees into my stomach so he could get them all the way off.

  We were completely naked. My eyes found the prize they’ve been longing for. It was the most beautiful penis I have ever seen. I don’t find penises to be particularly attractive things; but his, there were no words.

  A tiny drop of pre-cum glistened on the tip, I reached forward, needing to touch him. I swiped my thumb over it then brought it back to my mouth to taste him. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. So good.

  I reached out to touch him again but his hand shot out, wrapping around my wrist and stopping me before I could reach him. I looked up into his dark eyes; he looked like he was in pain. “What’s wrong?”

  “Angel, that was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Watching you lick me off your thumb just now, I wanted to blow my load. You can’t touch me again, not if we’re going to do this.”

  A satisfied grin lifted the side of my mouth. “Okay.”

  He let my wrist go, and I gradually laid myself back down. He half turned away from me and reached over to his bedside table. He rummaged around for a minute before he turned back with a condom in his hand. “Last chance, Ivy. No turning back. After this, you’re stuck with me.”

  I snatched the condom from his grasp and ripped the package open with my teeth. I’d never been so sure of anything in my life. I went to slide it on his beautiful dick, but again he stopped me. He took the condom from my hands and slid it on himself. “I may not last as long as we’d both like, Angel. You’ve gotten me so worked up, and it’s been a little while for me. It’ll be better next time, I promise.”

  Then he slid inside of me. I arched my back and closed my eyes tight to savour the sensations. I held onto his shoulders, fearful this wasn’t real and that my pervy dreams had progressed to a whole new level.

  Before my fears could take hold, he moved inside me. Smooth shallow thrusts. I was so wet for him that I adjusted to his size immediately. With each thrust, he pushed deeper, harder. Each felt better than the last.

  I couldn’t stop the noises coming from within me. I moaned, I groaned, I whimpered. The feel of him inside of me blew away any expectations I may have previously had.

  I said his name like a prayer, over and over again. He began panting as he picked up the pace. He slammed into me one last time, burying himself deep inside, all the way to the hilt. I could feel him pulse inside me as he groaned my name. It sent a thrill of excitement through me, and was just what I needed to push me over the edge too.

  When I came back to myself, Gabe had his head nestled between m
y breasts. He was completely relaxed. I slid my legs from around his back where they’d ended up, down over his perfect arse cheeks to rest on his thighs. I ran my fingers through his sweaty hair and closed my eyes, absolutely beyond satisfied.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  I didn’t go to sleep, but I stayed laying on Ivy’s chest until I felt her breathing even out. As gently as I could, I rolled off her. She made a small whimper at the loss of contact, so I kissed her softly on the lips. A smile crossed her face, and then she relaxed back into serene peacefulness.

  I pulled the condom from my limp dick, knotted it and threw it in the small trash bin beside my bedside table. I looked back over to make sure she was still sleeping before I pulled the sheet over her naked body. I could stare at her for hours. But right now, I’ve got shit to do. I had to find the fucker responsible for the creepy notes.

  I slid off the edge of the bed and padded over to my bathroom. I showered quickly, dressed and left my room to search for Kai. He was in my home office, going over the footage from the club I got earlier in the week. The owner of the club made me a copy so I’d get out of his back room. I’d been over it dozens of times and I keep coming back to the same guy, the fucker who put his hands on her. The same one I decked.

  I’d asked Kai to look through it too. Sometimes a fresh perspective is what’s needed. Maybe I was too close to the situation to see something. I hoped that was the case here, cause that guy has a record a mile long. And not for minor infractions either.

  “You find anything I didn’t?” I asked.

  Kai didn’t even bother looking up from the screen when he answered me. “Nope. I’m sorry man, but I think you’re right about the handsy prick. I think he’s our guy.”

  I sighed, “Fuck.”

  I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. Not only does this guy have a record but he had training too. He’s ex-military. One too many tours sent him over the edge, leaving him half fucking crazy. And now he had his sights set on my woman.

  I started pacing and flexing my fists, trying to release some of the tension building up inside my body. It didn’t work, so I spun around and hit the closest thing to me.

  Pain splintered through my knuckles as they connected with and punctured straight through the wall. The pain felt good, it provided a small distraction.

  “Calm your shit down! You need to keep your head on straight, Gabe. You can’t let on to the girls just how bad this fucker is. They’re already scared enough.” Kai pointed out.

  He was right, I nodded once- that was the only response I gave him, but it was enough, he knew me better than anyone.

  When I walked around behind the desk, Kai already had his file pulled up. I scanned through it over his shoulder. I had it memorised already, but I kept hoping I’d missed something, anything to give us an edge over him. I knew Kai and I could take him, but if he were to get one of the girls alone, they wouldn’t stand a chance.

  I released a deep breath through my nose then instructed Kai, “Get onto the florist that delivered the flower this morning and try getting an address from his credit card details. We need to find him before he gets his hands on Ivy.”

  “Already on it,” he responded as he pushed the chair back, got to his feet and strode over to the door. Before he exited the room, he paused and turned back to me, “We will end this, Gabe, and she will be safe again soon. But I think you’re too close to this, too invested to see clearly. Have you thought about bringing in one of the other boys?”

  I had thought of it earlier but dismissed the idea. “Who do you have in mind?”

  “Maybe Axel or Blake?”

  I rubbed the back of my neck, “Call ‘em both. I don’t want to chance this going wrong, so the more protection for Ivy, the better.”

  “And Tessa.” Kai said.

  I looked up at him, making eye contact for the first time since I entered the room. “Yeah, and Bitch Face too.”

  He nodded once, like I had earlier and walked out the door.

  I sat at my desk going over and over this guy’s file. He’s a product of war, and war does things to your mind, things that cannot be undone. No amount of therapy would have helped this guy. He’s a trained assassin, taught to kill on command. It takes a particularly sadistic prick to take on the jobs he used to have to do. Most of his file was blacked out, confidential. Luckily, I knew the right people.

  The biggest problem was, if he didn’t want to be found, he wouldn’t be. Apparently, he’d been on a few watch lists for quite some time, but they couldn’t seem to pin him down.

  My body was so tense; I needed to find him before he got his hands on Ivy. He knew she was with Kai and me, so chances were he’d be prepared. I doubt he knew our backgrounds though, and that’s the only thing we have working in our favour right now.

  I leant back in my chair, folded my arms behind my head and closed my eyes. I needed to formulate a plan of attack. Keeping Ivy locked up in my house forever, wasn’t going to work. Even if I could get Ivy to agree to that, he’d just find a way in.

  A chill crept up my spine when I realised he probably already had a way in. It wouldn’t be hard for someone of his calibre to disable the security system on the house. I pushed to my feet in one smooth move and began pacing again. I couldn’t sit still. Running my hands through my hair, I tried to think of a way to get a step ahead of him.

  Three Days Later…

  Ivy had spent every night in my bed since I found her doing her morning yoga. I’d decided I was going to have to write a letter and thank someone for making that exercise thing she uses on the TV. I could sit and watch her doing that shit all day. No, wait, I couldn’t. I’d get hard within five minutes of watching her stretch herself into all those odd positions.

  She still didn’t know how serious the whole situation was and I hadn’t told her that we knew who the guy was. I’d managed to keep her home so far, but she was getting suspicious as to why we hadn’t needed to go into the office for the last few days. Yesterday afternoon when she’d asked, I’d told her I’d just wanted to keep her all to myself and that Kai was handling things at the office. Which wasn’t a complete lie.

  Kai had been at the office, but all my other cases had been put on hold until we could pin this fucker down. So far, we’ve gotten nothing. The information Kai got from the florist ended up leading to a stolen credit card. Figures, he’d be too smart to slip up on something like that.

  Laying here in my bed, with Ivy tucked into my side, you would think I’d be happy, but no. I couldn’t stop thinking about this fucker and how I was going to protect her from him if I couldn’t even find him.

  It was eight in the morning and Ivy was still sleeping, when a light knock sounded through my bedroom door and then Kai poked his head in.

  He didn’t say anything, just made eye contact with me and tipped his head in the direction of my office. I got the message and slowly slipped out from underneath Ivy. Her hair splayed out over the sheets made her look even more angelic. Once I knew she wasn’t going to stir, I chucked on a pair of jeans I found on the floor.

  I walked into the office a few minutes later to find Kai sitting at the desk with two cups of coffee. I walked over to grab mine and noticed he was nodding his head. I came around his side of the desk and saw he had a three-way video chat going, with Axel and Blake, up on the computer screen.

  “Morning fella’s. Do we have a plan yet?” I said by way of greeting.

  They all had the same hard look on their faces; I knew what that meant. They had a plan all right, but I’m not going to like it. “Speak.”

  Kai sat back in the chair and cleared his throat. He rubbed his palms along his thighs a few times before finally speaking, “The only way we’re going to get him is if it’s out in the open. And the only way to draw him out into the open—”

  I cut him off; I couldn’t believe he’d even consider it an option. “Fuck no. We can think of something else.”

  Blake spoke up, “She’s what
he wants, but he’s not going to get near her with us there. You’ll only have to leave her for a moment and we’ll have eyes on her the whole time. He doesn’t know you’ve brought Axel and I in on this. He won’t expect one or both of us to intervene.”

  I shook my head. “What makes you think that you two, on your own, could take this fucker? Hmm? You’ve read his file, Blake; he could snap your neck within seconds. Or worse, Ivy’s neck before you even got close enough to do anything about it. I can’t risk it.”

  “You know what I can do, Gabe. You know what I’m capable of; you seriously don’t think I could take him?” Blake scoffed.

  I shook my head, pinching the bridge of my nose with my thumb and forefinger. “I would never ask that of you. You’re in a good place right now, man, that’s not why I called you in on this.”

  I heard his deep sigh through the speakers of my computer. “I know, and I’m not offering. I’m just saying we can handle it. You need to trust us. This is what we do. Protect the innocent, kick bad guys arses and all that.”

  I tried to smile at his attempt at humour but I just wasn’t feelin’ it. Using Ivy as bait didn’t sit right with me. It’s not in my nature; I’m supposed to be protecting her, not putting her in the firing line.

  Just then, an ear-piercing scream came from the front of the house. Kai and I were out the door and down the hall in seconds. When we caught sight of Tessa crumpled on the floor, tears leaking from her eyes, we stopped dead in our tracks.

  Kai went over and crouched down in front of her. He reached out for her hands and pried them from around her legs, then drew her into his chest and rocked her back and forth for a moment, then froze.

  I looked over Tessa’s shoulder and saw what it was that caught Kai’s attention. It was photos, photos of the girls in the shower, in their rooms, sleeping, exercising, and one of Ivy masturbating. Holy fucking shit.

  I swept the photos up and found another note in the process.

  Roses are Red,