Alluring Promises Box Set (Books 1-3)

by Josie Bordeaux

  We left the room and walked down the walkway to the beach hand in hand, removing our shoes as we hit the beach. Feeling the cool sand between my toes, I took a deep salty air breath again. If it could just be like this forever, I kept thinking to myself. Z put his arm around me as we walked down to the water. It was like the pages of a romantic novel. Wind in my hair, holding Z’s hand, sand between our toes. We playfully kicked water at each other once in a while, laughing.

  We came to a small restaurant right on the water and ate lunch overlooking the ocean. We talked about everything we could think of. Our hopes, dreams, what we wanted out of life. Perfect. It felt like a dream and I didn’t want it to end.

  We came back to the room and made love and then just lay in each other’s arms. We spent most of the afternoon just snuggling in bed. We joked about how it would have been if he knew me in college. I laughed when Z said he would have probably died from a heart attack of jealousy. The thought made me giggle.

  We talked about how he started stealing cars. It was because of a girl he wanted to date. He said she wouldn’t look his way unless he had some type of bad boy image. One of his friends was involved with stealing cars, so he decided to also. I asked if he got the girl. He chuckled saying he did, but then she dumped him for a drug dealer. I told him how glad I was that he didn’t get involved in any of that. He said he was too and that Matt would have kicked his ass if he had.

  Dinner time rolled around and we found another restaurant along the beach. Our dinner was fantastic and we found a small grocery store on the way back and bought some snack food and beer so we could cuddle up for the night. We barely made it back to the hotel before getting soaked by the rain that started.

  Lightning struck and then we heard a crash of thunder off in the distance and then all of a sudden we were without power. Neither of us seemed to mind, just being with each other was so much fun. Z broke out a deck of cards and we played some silly games while drinking our beers and eating our snacks by candlelight. Strip poker was our last game of the night and, of course, the game didn’t last long before we were back in bed making love. We both fell asleep holding each other tightly.

  I woke much later to more thunder rolling in the distance. Naked, I stood up and walked over to the balcony and opened the sliding glass door. The storm rolling over the water was so beautiful.

  A strong hand gently cupped my shoulder as I heard Z whisper, “Izzy.”

  “Isn’t it beautiful?” I asked, mesmerized by the lightning show over the ocean.

  I could feel Z staring at me as he pulled my hair to one shoulder. “You’re beautiful.”

  I smiled and nodded my head to the ocean. “The storm is rolling in. Look at the ocean, how the waves are crashing, everything is raging and so naturally beautiful.”

  He kissed my neck softly. “It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

  I closed my eyes knowing that he wasn’t even looking at the ocean. He moved his hands around to my stomach and gently glided them over my body. I rolled my head back onto his shoulder as we listened to the storm roll in.

  Thunder roared closer than before and a flash of lightning struck the ground and the entire room lit up. He continued to kiss my neck and I moaned softly feeling his tender kisses on me. He slid his hands up to my breasts, gently caressing them. I moaned again and opened my eyes as I turned to him so my lips could meet his. Our naked bodies were entwined as we stood on the balcony overlooking the ocean and the storm rolling in.

  CRASH! Lightning struck even closer than before. Thunder rolled in louder and heavier as the wind began to whip the sheer curtains, wrapping them around our naked bodies. The rain began to come into the room, slightly pelting us with cold rain. The heat between our bodies continued to intensify even more and I was sure steam would come off our bodies as the rain pelted us harder. The wind grew stronger as the thunder rolled heavy and then CRASH! Another flash of lightning came so close it made both of us jump slightly.

  We smiled into each other’s mouths and Z reached down to unwrap the curtain that became tangled around us and then lifted me gently into his arms to carry me back to bed. I kept my eyes open, watching everything Z did. I didn’t want to miss a second of what we were going to share. The intensity of the storm made our lust for each other so powerful. Our lips became more fevered against each other with a lusting need. A need to be closer to each other as the storm continued to rage outside. It was slow, but still intense and rushed at the same time. It was confusing to me how it could be like that. It was as if both our bodies wanted to be entwined and as close as possible.

  He kissed my neck as I hugged his body closer to mine. I spread my legs for him but kept my arms tightly wrapped around him. Instead of moving them above my head, I wanted to hold him as close to my body as I could. I wanted to feel everything he did to my body.

  He slipped inside of me gently at first, but then thrust into me with such force I gasped at the intense pleasure he gave me. He watched me intently, watching every emotion that I felt as he took me. I lifted my legs, wrapping them completely and tightly around his waist with an overpowering feeling that I never wanted to let go. I never wanted him to leave my body. He grabbed me tightly too as if he didn’t want to ever be apart from me.

  He kissed me with such force and intensity as he stared into my eyes. He thrust again harder as if seeming to try to be further inside of me; to be one with me. The rhythm of the rain pelting outside continued to be our guide to our lovemaking as he moved inside of me soft at times and even harder at others. Thunder crashed and he thrust harder as I moaned and never let go of my tight grip I had on his body. He continued to kiss me deeply and I kissed him back just as hard. As the storm raged outside, so did our love for each other.

  It seemed as if the storm was building to the same crescendo our bodies were. The storm outside the balcony was lighting up the room as he thrust into me harder as the loud pelting of the storm swallowed my every cry as I continued to feel every movement of his body in mine. Our orgasms built with the storm, harder and faster until neither of us could hold out any longer, and I cried out with pleasure as my body trembled with the most intense orgasm ripping through my body. He came right after I did and I watched the intense pleasure roll over his face as lightening lit up just at that perfect time as if sensing I wanted to watch his incredible expression of pleasure. “Oh God, Izzy…I…” He collapsed, as his body came down on me with his release, his mouth came crashing over mine, swallowing whatever words were upon his tongue. He lay on top of me still kissing me deeply as the storm started to die down outside, the rain still coming down and the thunder still rolling in the distance.

  He opened his gorgeous grey blue eyes again to see me look at him, tears welling up in mine. He whispered, “You’re incredible.”

  I smiled back and whispered, “You’re incredible.” A tear slipped down the corner of my eye into my hair. He took the pad of his finger and wiped my other eye taking the tear away before it fell from my eye. He kissed me again and then lay next to me.

  We stared at each other as the storm died down in the distance. It was as if we wanted to freeze this moment in time and never let it go. Finally, I watched his eyes grow tired until he closed them, slipping into sleep while he held me in his arms. I wasn’t too far behind as I continued to watch him sleep and thought about how incredible our relationship could be and the possibility of our future filled with this type of intense, pure love.

  AFTER THAT NIGHT, we shared, our relationship seemed stronger. It seemed as if we shared some secret bond and Z’s jealousy seemed to subside as he trusted me more.

  Another week flew by and I was slammed with orders left and right, but as always it was a fun-filled Saturday night. Mark was cracking the worst jokes, making us laugh and Sandy tried to add in her quick-witted jokes.

  I was taking an order from a guy who had amazing green eyes. He was very friendly and said he was new in town. I looked around trying to find a girl for
him to hook up with. I spotted one a couple seats down and spoke to her; she leaned over, checking him out, and came over immediately. Yep. Izzy, the match maker, strikes again. I am so good.

  I watched Z walk back to his office. I glanced around wondering if I could get away for a quick make-out session. Not a chance. We were slammed.

  Cindy came over with several drink orders for the VIP area, “I need a Macallan 30 neat, four waters and an AmberBock.”

  I stopped reaching for a glass. “What did you say?” I asked again, certain I didn’t hear her right. That was his drink and it wasn’t a type of Scotch usually ordered.

  Cindy repeated the order then laughed, “And it’s weird because they ordered six drinks and there’re only five of them. Oh, and the guy asked that you deliver them. He must have met you here before and liked you,” she said with a wink and then leaned in whispering “He’s fucking hot. You’re gonna love serving him.”

  No! How did he find me? I thought of Steve from Mark’s banquet party. No, he didn’t seem like he would have told him. Unless he was upset that Z and I were dating? My heart was beating out of my chest. I looked over to the VIP area. There he sat. I heard Cindy say, “Izzy. Are you okay? You look kind of pale.”

  “What? Yes, yeah, I’ll…I’ll get the drinks.”

  I needed to find out what he wanted and try to convince him to get out of the bar. I didn’t want Z to figure out who he was because everything was going so great between us. I spilled the scotch at one point and wiped it up quickly. I needed to pull myself together and fast. I couldn’t have Z coming out before I got him out of the bar.

  Why was he here? Was he going to try to get me to come back? Did he want me back? I gathered the drinks. Cindy stopped me as I started walking. “Izzy are you sure you’re okay? You look a bit shaky.”

  “I’m…I’m fine, please. I’ll be right back.” I did my best not to spill any of the drinks on the way over there, but I couldn’t stop shaking. I stood before him and put the drinks down before I spilled them all over the place.

  I looked up. He looked just as handsome as when I first met him. His dark wavy hair was styled just perfect with his piercing blue eyes. He had that unshaven look that he knew I loved so much and had told him repeatedly how much. His suit was top of the line and next to him sat a gorgeous tall blonde. She must be his new submissive. I felt a bit relieved that he had one. Maybe then he won’t start any trouble. I swallowed hard when I looked into his eyes.

  “Isabella, how very nice to see you again,” he said smoothly with a slight smile. God, his voice was like velvet. I felt myself flush.

  “Why are you here?” I asked trying to be bold, but even that came off a bit shaky.

  “I needed to see you. I’ve missed you, Isabella. Come sit.” He touched the seat next to him softly. “I ordered your favorite drink for you. Please join us.” Reluctantly, I sat but kept a safe distance.

  “I’m working. I can’t…drink…while working,” I stuttered. He smiled slightly, probably remembering when he asked me to play cocktail waitress at his party for one of his scenes; he wouldn’t let me drink those nights. I swallowed hard remembering that. Focus. “You have another submissive, I see,” I added.

  “She’s just temporary. You were always meant to be permanent.” He smugly smirked at her briefly and she looked away. He took a deep breath. “I believe I went about your last lesson the wrong way.” He picked at some imaginary piece of lint from his pant leg.

  “You think?” I spat out, then flushed realizing I spoke out. I quickly shut my mouth, taking a deep breath and swallowed hard.

  He smirked that gorgeous way that excited me. My body betrayed me and I felt heat rushing through me. “Ah, I see that your insolence has returned. I should have let you get away with more comments just for fun.” He licked his lips probably thinking about what punishment he wanted to give me.

  “What is it you want from me? I’m not coming back,” I proclaimed probably a bit breathy. I was having trouble focusing on trying to get him to leave. I couldn’t help it. I was drawn to him just like in the beginning. He had that powerful aura about him. Just sitting next to him was intoxicating.

  “I know you won’t come back. Even if you did, your last lesson left a bad vision in my head. One I would never do with another submissive. I admit when I am wrong. And that time I was wrong,” he said not looking the least regretful.

  “So, why are you here?” I knew I was losing track of time and Z might come back out any minute.

  “I want you to have dinner with me.” He smiled sweetly, which reached his eyes, something he rarely did.

  “Why would I do that?” I asked trying to be bold. I couldn’t possibly have dinner with him. Z would find out and I couldn’t have that. He was already jealous enough over my runs when I bumped into Mark. I had no desire to add to that after all he had been through with his exes.

  “Because if you don’t, I will shut down this bar,” he said matter of fact, looking me straight into the eyes with a powerful gaze.

  “How would you do that?” He couldn’t do that, could he?

  “Because I own the building,” he smugly and firmly stated. I swallowed hard. He could do that.

  I glanced around trying to figure out another way. “If I have dinner with you, you’ll leave Z and the bar alone?”

  “Yes, that’s all I want,” he said glancing behind me.

  “Why would you want to have dinner with me?” If he didn’t want me back, what was the point?

  “Because I need to know the answer to a question I have that has annoyed the hell out of me.” He looked me right in the eyes and I noticed that the corner of his mouth twitched as he spit that out with venom.

  “Why can’t you ask me that right now?”

  He answered smugly, “Because your knight in shining armor is walking toward us right now and will ask me to leave.”

  I looked up behind me and saw Z, livid and striding toward us.

  Oh shit.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

  Z

  I WALKED over to the VIP section and was fucking pissed. What the hell was she thinking? Just sitting there, having a full blown discussion with the asshole who messed with her head. When Mel came into the office to tell me Izzy was talking to her Ex, I had no idea that’s who I just seated in the VIP area. I wanted to rip the asshole’s head off, but I knew he had three bodyguards with him and I would need to try to remain tactful. I watched Mel run over to Flynn, but I wasn’t going to wait for anyone. What I needed to do was to get Izzy away from him. What did he say his name was? McKnight…why did that sound familiar?

  I reached the VIP area seeing McKnight sitting there with a smug look on his face telling Izzy something. Izzy’s head whipped around to stare at me, her face went paler as she looked at me. “Izzy, back to the bar. Now.” It was an order; I wasn’t asking her politely. I was fucking pissed she didn’t tell me like she had promised me. Did she want to talk to him? Without me? Fuck. I looked at her and she looked so pale. She swallowed hard and looked at him. Was she looking for permission from him? Are you fucking kidding me? He nodded to her and she got up. She looked worried but walked by me quickly to get back to the bar–at least she better fucking be walking back to the bar.

  “Mr. McKnight, you need to leave my establishment,” I spoke clear and direct. The smug dickhead just smirked at me and stood up. He buttoned his suit coat. The blonde stood up. She had that vacant look that seemed familiar.

  “Mr. Williams, I completely understand. Please let Isabella know I will be calling her to discuss our agreement,” he said with a smug look.

  Agreement? Fuck you. “Mr. McKnight, whatever agreement you had with Izzy won’t be happening now or ever. Don’t ever contact her again.” Did he really think he was going to see her again? Did Izzy agree to something? I’d ask her later. Right now, I needed to get this dick out of my fucking bar.

  “I think it would be to your best advantage, Mr. Williams,” he sneered smugly.


  I couldn’t contain my anger any more from this smug asshole as thoughts of what he had done to my Izzy ran through my head. I lunged at him; I wanted to beat the fucking piss out of the asshole for even coming close to my Izzy again. His bodyguard blocked me and grabbed my arms and I could sense Flynn and Clark starting to come toward the whole situation.

  He smirked and tugged at his cufflinks. “Learn to control your temper, Mr. Williams and you will become the perfect dominant that Isabella needs.”

  “She doesn’t need a fucking dominant, you asshole,” I yelled while his bodyguard held me back as I was trying to lunge forward to rip his fucking throat out for even thinking about Izzy.

  “Oh, I disagree Mr. Williams. I disagree very much. I’ve never had a more willing Submissive than Isabella,” he sneered with an arrogant look.

  I lunged again, but the fucker was holding me more firmly as McKnight leaned and his bodyguard held me even tighter. “You should try to tie her up in chains. She has the perfect ass to whip.” I tried to head butt the bodyguard, but he moved his head, while his other two bodyguards walked McKnight and the blonde out the front door. The bodyguard let go of me and I tried to straighten myself as I watched his last bodyguard walk out of the bar.

  I looked around. Fuck. I had caused a scene. People were looking. I straightened out my jacket and tried to cool my temper. It wasn’t happening.

  I snapped out. “Clark, make sure they don’t ever fucking come in here again.” He nodded and headed back to his door post.

  Flynn clapped my back and I shook him off. I was fucking pissed as hell and I was going to find out what he said to Izzy. I stalked over to the bar, pointed to her and yelled, “You–My Office. Now!” She scampered without a second thought. I was seething and tried to calm down, but it wasn’t happening. I got to my office, closed the door and locked it.

  She was leaning against my desk with her head hung down low.

  “Do you still want him?” I yelled at her.