Alpha (Book Collection)

by Robin Fate

  “You are attracted to me,” he said without inflection.

  She frowned and took a step back. “Any red-blooded female would be.”

  He felt his mouth quirk upward in a smile. She was sassy.

  “I don’t want just any red-blooded female,” he said. “I want you.”

  “That’s not possible. Don’t mess with me.”

  He did not like being dismissed that way. He stepped closer to her and looked deep into her eyes. “I want to fuck you, Kara.”

  She gasped in shock at his blunt speech, then her eyes dilated. He saw her nipples peak beneath the tank top she wore, and he knew that if he placed his hand over her secret mound, it would be wet. He wished they were alone so he could confirm his suspicion.

  “You should not say things like that.” Her voice was firm even though he knew she was not unaffected.

  “Why not tell the truth?”

  “You shouldn’t cancel the contract, either,” she said in a sudden change of subject. “It would affect too many people.”

  “Are you offering to change my mind?”

  Her tongue darted out and wet her lips and a desire so hot hit him that it took all he had to maintain control. He wanted to kiss her until he knew every part of her mouth intimately. He wanted to take her right there, against the closest wall. He could feel his erection pulsing in his pants and was baffled that a mere slip of a woman could have such an effect on him.

  “You want me to sleep with you so that you won’t cancel the contract?” she asked.

  “Are you offering?”

  “I don’t roll like that.”

  He nodded. “You would let me fuck you regardless of the contract.”

  She took a deep breath and let it out, her expression pained. “Could we not talk about that?”

  He chuckled, the sound harsh, even to his ears. “I am sporting a most painful erection, and this has not happened to me since I was a teenager.”

  Almost against her will, her gaze swung there and her eyes opened wide in shock. “You really are attracted to me?”

  “You’re a beautiful woman,” he said. “You’re wet down there, aren’t you?”

  Even though they had been speaking in low voices, her gaze darted around to be sure no one was close enough to eavesdrop. She licked her lips again and shook her head. “This is crazy. There are a number of models in there who would be happy to do this with you. I don’t have your sophistication and I can’t play this game with you.”

  “One night,” he said in a level voice.

  “What?”

  “I’m asking you for one night. Just you and I. One night of incredible sex and then we both walk away. No one gets hurt. That is what you are afraid of, isn’t it?”

  Kara opened her mouth to reply, but he stopped the words with the finger he placed on her lips.

  “Just one night, Kara,” he said in a whisper. “Think about it. I’ll pick you up by seven this evening.”

  And before she could speak, he nodded and walked down the steps to the waiting limo.

  Kara stood still as the elevator carried her to the penthouse suite of the Four Seasons Hotel. She was supposed to be working that night. She waited tables four nights a week and she’d had to ask someone to take her shift. Running a hand over the dress she wore, she tried to still the nerves fluttering in the pit of her belly. Nerves and excitement.

  Kara caught sight of her face in the mirror and stood staring in fascination. Her face was flushed with excitement and her eyes sparkled. She raised a hand to brush back her hair and saw a faint tremor. She had been in a state of semi-arousal all day, and even though she had felt like a call girl when she’d opened her door to find a chauffeur and a limo sans Ethan, she knew that she was not going to turn down this offer. She tried to remember when last she’d had sex. It must have been while she was dating her ex. She was a modern woman, but sex for her had always meant a relationship.

  So what are you doing with Ethan Hawke? That was a question she had no answer for. The man was notorious for avoiding relationships, and here she was, going up to his hotel room to have sex. Her womb clenched at the thought and she drew in a ragged breath.

  Soon enough, the elevator stopped and she stepped out into what seemed like a palace. The room, if it could be called that, was huge. From where she stood, she could see the New York skyline at a distance at the other end of the room.

  “You came.”

  She turned with a soft gasp to find Ethan sitting on one of the sofas, legs crossed and a snifter in his hand. He looked like a master surveying his domain.

  “You knew I would.”

  He put down the drink on a coffee table and stood. “I was not so sure.”

  “Which is why you are dressed in all but a robe?”

  He flashed a killer smile. “I’ve been walking around with a hard-on. I needed to be comfortable.”

  At his words, her eyes went southward and when she saw the tent there, she felt her knees grow weak.

  “You do not spare words, do you?”

  He moved close to her. “I don’t know why you affect me this way, but you do.”

  She was shaking badly. She clenched her thighs and could not hold back a gasp as prickles of sensation washed through her. She shut her eyes, but that only made it worse as the scent of him filled her nostrils.

  His hand brushed her breast lightly and her eyes flew open. The force of the passion she saw in his eyes shot through her and she instantly went on fire. She wanted to touch him everywhere. She wanted to feel his hands on more than just her breasts. She imagined what it would feel like to have him buried deep inside her and she swayed at the wave of lust that washed over her.

  Ethan reached out to steady her. He had never had a woman react so strongly to him before, and the feeling was heavy. He felt as though the part where he held her was on fire. Very slowly he brought her closer to him in an embrace. She stood still for a few moments and then let out a low moan as she pressed herself to his body. He could feel her trembling and when he lifted a hand to run lightly over her hair, he knew she was not the only one trembling. Suddenly, he could take it no longer and, placing both hands on either side of her face, he kissed her.

  There was nothing hesitant about Ethan’s kiss. It was an invasion of her senses. He sucked on her lips and when she gasped at the assault, he slipped his tongue into her mouth and teased her. Kara felt her secret place become damp and she held on to him because she was no longer sure her legs could hold her. Ethan came up for air, but did not stop kissing her on her face, behind her ear, the side of her neck.

  “Don’t… Ethan…” Kara was finding it hard forming a coherent word. “Aren’t we moving too fast?” she finally said.

  He pulled her closer and she felt the hard ridge of his erection pressed against her belly. Kara could feel the size of it. It was clearly larger than average, and she wanted it. Every moment felt like a thousand years, waiting for her prize. She needed his hard cock buried inside her wet pussy.

  “We’re not moving fast enough,” he said, his hands traveling all over her body.

  Kara was on fire. Hot, fiery passion streaked through her blood and she suddenly could not wait any longer either. She grabbed him and planted her mouth on his in a kiss as ferocious as the one he’d given her earlier.

  Ethan chuckled at her aggressiveness and then growled in delight when she lifted her leg and placed it around his waist. His erection was nestled against her mound and even through the thin lace panties, he could feel her heat and her moistness.

  “You’re driving me wild,” he muttered against her lips.

  “I can’t help myself.” She panted.

  He quickly rid her of her clothes and when she stood naked before him, he could only stare.

  “Damn, you’re beautiful.”

  Kara threw back her head and cupped her breasts. “I need to feel your mouth here,” she told him starkly.

  His eyes darkened and his pupils dilated even further. “Y
ou sure are something else…”

  “And you want to fuck me.”

  “Damn straight.”

  He picked her up and walked to the bedroom. She wrapped her arms around him and began to nibble on his ear. He could hardly credit it, but he felt his manhood swell further. He placed her gently on the bed and joined her.

  Kara immediately reached for his erection and ran her hands over him from the tip to the hilt. Moisture beaded at the tip, and before he knew what she was about, she leaned down and licked it off.

  Kara laughed in delight and then lowered her mouth over the head of his shaft. He groaned and went rigid. He had expected a pleasant night of pleasure, but this was beyond what he had imagined. She took him in slowly until he was buried to the shaft. He bucked and felt himself on the verge of losing control. He grabbed her and firmly lifted her.

  “Spoilsport,” she said with a pout.

  That surprised a chuckle out of him. “Sweetheart, I was this close to finishing just now, and wouldn’t that be a pity?”

  She knelt on the bed and gave him a saucy smile. “That would indeed be a pity.”

  Ethan moved till he was kneeling behind her. Her soft bottom was pressed against his erection. He reached around her to cup her breasts and felt her lean back against him. Testing their weight, he grazed their sensitive tips with his thumb and she sighed.

  “You are so sexy,” he muttered, trailing a hand down to her damp curls. He parted the soft folds and almost groaned out loud. She was so wet and so ready for him. But he did not want to rush things, and so he slipped a finger into the moist heat. She let out a moan that almost undid him.

  Ethan had never had such a hard time holding on to his control. But with this woman, he was hanging by a thread. He slipped in a second finger and used his thumb to press on her clit. He rubbed slowly at first, watching Kara’s expression and body movements carefully, reacting to the subtle changes in her ecstasy and ramping up his motions in perfect harmony with her desire.

  Kara had never been with a man who understood the pacing and context necessary to bring a woman to climax so beautifully. Ethan had serious skills in this area. Faster and faster his fingers moved and her body trembled. Kara began to shiver and then, to his amazement, she clenched around his fingers and screamed as she climaxed.

  “You are incredible,” Ethan said, turning her around so he could kiss her. He wanted to say more, but he suddenly could not wait to be buried deep inside her. He laid her down and she gazed at him through languorous eyes.

  Ethan’s throbbing, hard cock pressed up against Kara’s butt. He spun her around, put her flat on her back, and shoved his cock in her mouth.

  She loved his forcefulness.

  After a few short thrusts against her tongue, Ethan pulled his cock out of her warm mouth and let it sit between her breasts, right in front of her face. Kara appreciated the beauty and masculinity of his massive totem, giving it the occasional lick underneath. Ethan reached behind his back with his right hand and began rubbing Kara’s clit, softly at first, and then furiously. Kara went mad with lust.

  He hurriedly slipped on a condom, and then he was ready.

  “Are you ready?” He needed to know.

  “I’ve been ready since I met you,” she said in a husky voice.

  Her words finally snapped the thread of control. He grabbed a pillow and arranged it beneath her hips. He could see her mound, and it was so damn sexy. With a groan, he surged into her. She was so tight and sweet and it was driving him crazy. She wrapped her legs around him and urged him in. He tried to hold on, but she squeezed tight around his cock and he lost it completely. Ethan pounded into her like a man possessed.

  “Ethan… Ah… Oh god! Fuck me! Yes… Yes… Yes! Ethan!” she screamed his name each time he drove into her. Soon, she began to clench around him and convulse. She let out a long wail and shattered around him. Her climax triggered his and he drove into her once more and came with a shout. He collapsed on her, too spent to do much more. After a few minutes, he rolled off her.

  “That was … wow,” she said softly.

  The awe in her voice mirrored exactly how he felt. “You can say that again.” He gathered her into his arms and she felt so right there. With a grunt of contentment, he fell asleep.

  They woke up twice more during the night and made love. It was wild, passionate, and surprisingly, sweet. Kara held nothing back. The rest of the night was a blur, and her highlights included Ethan burying his mouth between Kara’s legs and bringing her to climax twice using his tongue alone. The feeling always amazed her. Her clit pressed up against Ethan’s eager tongue gave her an orgasm with the force of a raging waterfall as she clenched her thighs around his head and he held on for dear life.

  Ethan’s highlight was probably when he came all over Kara’s beautiful breasts—that or the face-fucking, which she didn’t mind at all. In total, Ethan must have climaxed three times, but Kara had him beat at five … or was it six orgasms he gave her? She gave all of herself in bed and demanded no less. They finally fell into an exhausted sleep in the early hours of the morning.

  When Ethan woke up, he knew it was morning already. He reached for Kara, but found the bed empty. He got out of bed, but even before he noticed the absence of her clothes and her purse, he knew she was gone. He finally found a note by the bedside.

  Last night was incredible. Thank you.

  He stood holding the note in his hand and could not help the smile on his face. Kara Jones was dynamite in bed. She was the most unselfish lover he’d ever had and he’d had no idea sex could be so much fun and so sweet. If she thought one night was enough to get her out of his system, she had another think coming.

  “It’s not over,” he vowed as he went to have a shower. It was damn well not over.

  Ardent Lust

  It wasn’t even planned. We knew we didn’t have long with each other before he had to go home on his bus. He kept touching my ass and running his fingers up my arms and making them tingle. He had a way of moving, and a way of touching me, and a way of kissing me that made me melt like butter in a warm pan. He had a way of stroking and touching me that made the tiniest hairs on my skin stand on end.

  He kept sneaking kisses, touching and teasing me whilst we were waiting for his bus. I kept telling him to knock it off, but secretly I loved every second of it. My nipples were so pointed and sensitive that I could almost feel the heat of his body pushing its way through my summer top and cotton bra. We kept kissing, but trying to restrain ourselves because we were at a public bus stop waiting for his bus.

  We grabbed a few seconds here and there in-between people walking past the bus shelter. I knew something was going to happen when he threw me up against the metal wall of the bus shelter and pushed himself on me. He pressed his whole body onto mine and I could feel his rock-hard cock pushing against his jeans and onto me. He pushed me up against the wall and kissed me hard. He pushed his face into mine and I was immobilized.

  I felt hot and blurry and I simply didn’t care anymore. If he had taken his cock out at that moment, I would have grabbed it with both hands and choked my pussy with it. As he kissed me, I couldn’t move. He pulled away and out of testosterone-fueled frustration, he punched the metal wall beside my head. He took hold of my hand and we started walking swiftly out of the bus shelter. He pulled me up the path of a nearby hotel, and jetted off to the side into a wooded area alongside a wall that ran adjacent to the road.

  He started to sit backwards onto the dry, woody material on the ground. He pulled me on top of him. We were a fair distance from the hotel, so that people walking towards it may struggle to see us. But, the wall that separated us from the path and the road was only as high as my shoulders when I was stood up. Somebody could easily look over the wall from the path to see what the ruckus was.

  I straddled him and he bucked like a bronco in the Wild West. I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans quickly and pulled them off his legs. His laces were so loose that his shoes fell off
with the jeans. He stripped off his boxers and the wood, gravel and dirt met his pert behind. It must have been uncomfortable, but I was there to take his mind off it.

  I sat on his cock with my trousers and shoes still on. He struggled to unfasten the buttons on my trousers as I leant down to lick his neck and kiss his ears. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I stood up and took off one shoe and pulled one leg of my trousers off so they were still attached. With my flowery vagina exposed, I moved down to straddle his private parts.

  Without even aiming, I slid down his stiff cock and the hot and sloppy juices from my pussy ran down his shaft and onto his balls. I rode him hard and fast because I wanted him and I wanted him now. I didn’t care that the wood chippings were pushing splinters into my knees, or that the gravel and chippings were cutting up his peachy ass as I rode him. I just wanted him and I wanted him now.

  I ground and rode his slippery, stiff cock like a wild animal, rutting away and forcing his cock forwards until I almost snapped it off. In my excitement, I started to moan and lift my head up so that it could be easily seen from the other side of the road.

  A group of university students happened across me riding him like a wild banshee. Above our heads appeared four mobile phones as they took videos of our private porno. I wouldn’t have stopped for anything—I was getting off and I was getting it good.

  I slid and ground him until the muscles in my stomach and legs were screaming with pain. I felt the pressure in my pussy building and I knew I was building to a spectacular finish. It became blurred, and I felt connected to him throughout my entire body.

  I was a little worried that he may arrive at his conclusion before I did, so I rode him faster and started bouncing a little to keep up the momentum. My pussy closed in tight and I could feel an explosion about to happen. I struggled and pushed down to keep his hard, pulsating cock in my wet pussy as my muscles tensed up in a way that nearly pushed him out. I bore down hard and his cock jutted into me like a policeman’s truncheon hard and fast until I finally exploded into orgasm.