Alluring Promises Box Set (Books 1-3)

by Josie Bordeaux

  “Oh and what were you going to do? Stay in your hotel room tonight and sulk?” I debated telling him my actual plan was to watch a movie and get to sleep early so I’d be alert for all the classes tomorrow. “You were!” he exclaimed, laughing with his eyebrows raised.

  Angry that he guessed what I was going to do, I asked him, “Do you enjoy teasing me?”

  His eyes turned sultry and that damn smirk appeared. He licked his lips as he sweetly confirmed what I already knew, “I have lived for it on a daily basis since I met you, Vanessa.” I held his gaze, knowing he truly meant it.

  The seminar ended and those around us stood up, some were glaring at us. Matt placed his hand at the small of my back, reminding me of when he did that at the wedding. Then I enjoyed it, but right now it was agitating me, just like his comment.

  We entered the elevator and I didn’t speak a word to him, nor did he say anything to me. We each walked to our room and as I swiped my key card, Matt called over his shoulder, “I’ll see you in an hour, Vanessa.” It was that same teasing voice that just made me want to turn around and hit him, almost like he was telling me what to do.

  I didn’t respond and entered my room, kicking off my heels the second I got inside. I sat on the edge of my bed and debated telling him I didn’t feel well enough to go out.

  I stepped out of my hotel room an hour later, checking to make sure I had my key card before I shut the door completely. I decided to go ahead and go out, not wanting Matt to win this little argument. Not that it was really an argument, but it was more that he would probably be happy that I wasn’t going out. Then he would hook up with those blondes again. Not that I cared. Although the more I thought about it maybe, I did.

  “Are you ready to have some fun, Vanessa?” I heard Matt ask from behind me.

  I turned around to see his blue eyes sparkling like a kid’s on Christmas morning. “Why do you look so excited?” I asked with a slight annoyance to my voice. I was still thinking about the blondes he probably had last night.

  “I’m excited to spend some time with you outside of work.” He tilted his head slightly and chuckled. “Or outside of a wedding.” He finished off his sentence with a wink that made me give him a small smile. That smile made me almost forget my agitation for him.

  “I really should stay in. I have some policies I wanted to polish off before showing them to Evelyn tomorrow for her opinion and advice.”

  “Oh come on. You’re not gonna sit in your room while everyone else is out there having fun.” He grabbed my hand and started pulling me down the hallway. I snatched my arm out of his grasp and stopped, gaping at him.

  “What is with you? You don’t need to drag me,” I hissed at him.

  “I wasn’t dragging you. I was just making sure you weren’t going to run back into your room.” His brows pinched together in confusion. “Don’t act like a bitch just for the sake of being a bitch,” he snapped at me. My jaw dropped as I put my hands on my hips.

  “You wanted me to go! If you don’t want me to go, just say so!” I snapped back at him.

  His arms went wide as he exclaimed, “Oh please don’t do me any favors. If you want to stay here, by yourself, in your hotel room feeling sorry for yourself, then be my guest.”

  “I wouldn’t have sat here feeling sorry for myself. I’d have sat here relaxing instead of going out with slot machines blaring in my ears while everyone gets drunk,” I argued.

  “Stop. You’re being irrational. Come on, let’s just go.” He waved his arm towards the elevators.

  “Oh, so says the big guy. Oh are you trying to scare me into going too?” Yeah. Not sure why I said that, but it was more out of frustration that he was starting to push so hard.

  “No, I’m saying let’s get the fuck out of the hotel and have a good time tonight,” he snarled at me, his brows pulled together probably as much as mine were.

  “Why so I can watch you flirt with the two blondes tonight?” Shit. Why did I just blurt that out? Why does he make me say the stupidest things?

  His mouth quirked up on that one side and his eyes sparked excitedly. Dammit. “You are jealous.” He walked back to me and pushed his way into my “space” as I backed up against the wall. You know that bubble that most people know that you don’t invade. He was in my bubble. Close. So close I inhaled his amazing aftershave, which made my insides melt in two seconds flat. Spicy and woodsy. I couldn’t help but stare at his skin and how rugged it looked. I pressed my lips together remembering how he tasted, how my lips felt as I grazed it, feeling his slight stubble. Tasting his salty skin.

  “Of what?” I shot back trying to shake myself out of thinking about my lips touching his skin again. My heart beat faster as he leaned in closer, barely touching my skin. My breathing picked up as excitement coursed through me, especially down “there.”

  He softly whispered, “Are you jealous of another woman touching me, like you were going to on the dance floor?” His clean-shaven cheek brushed against mine, his lips grazed against my ear lobe as he gruffly whispered, “Are you remembering how you touched me that night? Your luscious lips brushed against my skin. Your tongue ran along my neck, wanting me; wanting to taste more of me. Your mouth wanted more than just the taste of my neck, Vanessa.” He growled, “You wanted me, all of me.” I swallowed, feeling so incredibly turned on and I kept trying to reign in my feelings that were now rushing out of control.

  His lips ran along my jaw line and I let out a whimper. His tongue briefly touched my skin and his teeth grazed against me. I turned my head wanting him so badly I ached. In that one instant, I caught the breath of his soul right before our mouths collided hard against each other; forcefully, as if we’ve never kissed another person before. Hard, our lips pressed into each other as our tongues lashed recklessly with wanting…desire…hate…lust. Every emotion we’ve been feeling for each other was pent up in that one kiss. Searching for answers of how we really felt about each other.

  My God, the man can kiss. His entire body was pressed into mine, pushing my back hard against the hotel wall. His groin pressed against mine letting me feel how hard he was for me while fire swept through my body, wanting him more and more.

  His hand snaked up and grabbed the nape of my hair, thrusting his fingers through my locks of hair and pulling me closer. Our kiss continued just as hard and fast, his tongue exploring my mouth as much as mine wanted his. I moaned into his mouth knowing that this was the exact thing I desired so much from Charles and the lovers I’ve had in my past. Excitement coursed through my body as I finally realized that this feeling is exactly what I’ve been craving all along.

  A bell rang somewhere in the distance causing us both to stop quickly as we stared into each other’s eyes. Both of us trying to catch our breath we continued to gaze in complete confusion over what just happened between us. Both our eyes flickered back and forth between our lips and eyes, wanting more of what we just shared. Our anger for each other was now replaced with an intense need to continue that kiss.

  Matt briefly glanced down the hallway and I followed his gaze, seeing that whoever was in the elevator went down the other hallway. He looked back at me, his mouth curling into a sexy smile as he glanced back at my lips.

  Still breathless, I tried to make a joke, “Wow, now that's what I call sexual harassment at its finest.” I tried to add a soft laugh, but watched as his expression change immediately. His hands flew up and he backed up quickly. He did this strange tightening of his jaw, his eyes hardened as if he were angry. Shit. That's not what I meant. I was just trying a little humor.

  “I don't play that game. I’ve never harassed or harmed a woman. If you took that the wrong way, then, I apologize completely.” His voice was stern and angry and his eyes matched how his voice sounded. His hands were still up in the air as if I had a gun out, trying to rob him.

  “I...no...I'm so sorry...I was just making a small joke. A bad one at that, obviously,” I stammered, feeling horrible and foolish.

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bsp; His hands dropped and his right one ran over his face in a frustrated tired way, then he rubbed the back of his neck. He looked angry as he started to raise his voice at me, “I don’t know what the fuck to believe. One minute you’re joking around with me, another minute you hate my guts and we’re arguing.” He took a couple of steps and then ran both his hands through his hair as he groaned. I stood there, unsure of what to say to him, unsure how he was feeling right now. I continued to watch him, gnawing on my lower lip as I tried to reason out everything that just happened, beside my stupid joke.

  He turned around and stalked back at me with angry strides. My heart beat furiously inside my chest wondering what the hell he was doing. I backed against the wall as he stared into my eyes. “What is this between us?”

  I shook my head as my eyes locked with his. “I…I don’t know.”

  “Do you…are you interested in me at all?” He looked furious and confused all at the same time.

  “I…” I glanced away unable to meet his gaze and unsure of how to describe what I felt for him.

  A mixture of emotions surged through me. I flicked my eyes back to his and straightened my posture as my mind reeled with an overwhelming flood of desire. I pushed off the wall, thrusting my body against his, causing him to step backwards until he was flush against the opposite wall. Confusion was all over his face as he watched my every move.

  He kept his arms outstretched, not touching me, probably because of that stupid joke I just made. I pushed my finger into his chest to make some point I wasn’t even sure of as angry words flew out of my mouth, “I’m attracted to you and hate you at the same time. You excite me and confuse the shit out of me.” I swallowed as he glared into my eyes, waiting for my next move, both of us breathing heavy.

  “Everything you do annoys me. All the attention you get at the office drives me insane. Every woman who looks your way and you give attention to makes me jealous and I have no idea why.” I pressed my lips together, angry that I just admitted to that as I went ahead full force with everything I wanted to say to him.

  “I have these overwhelming feelings and urges and can’t do a damn thing about them, even if I wanted to. I set that damn policy in place for a reason — so that this type of shit doesn’t happen at the office and yet here we are, fighting as if we’ve already screwed.”

  A glint of excitement sparked in his eyes as he lowered his hands to touch my shoulders. His soft hands gripped me tighter making sure I could feel the point he was surely going to make to me. His voice was husky as he whispered, “It’s just gonna continue back at the office. We keep going back and forth taunting each other and I know it’s killing me. Is it killing you, Vanessa?” He leaned forward and grazed his lips along my ear. “We’re just attracted to each other. Let’s have one night that no one in the company will know about. Ever.” He tried to convince me.

  I glanced away as I tried to debate the repercussions if we just went ahead and screwed this attraction out of each other.

  “Vanessa?” I looked back, staring at Matt’s lips wanting nothing more than one full night of pure hard core sex with him. His mouth curled into a smirk as he lowered his voice. “Just one night, Vanessa. We get it out of our system and then it’s as if nothing happened when we get back to the office,” he repeated.

  My breath quickened as my body already knew what it wanted. I answered him by slamming my mouth against his as he kissed me back just as hard. I felt his arm slip around my waist as my arms grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me. I wanted to devour his mouth with mine. I didn’t think anymore, I just wanted to feel him.

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  Matt

  HAVING Vanessa in full control of this was beyond my wildest dreams. I’d never imagined she would take the reins, pushing me against a wall and kissing me with such reckless abandon. That fucking policy can kiss my ass.

  I reached into my pocket and pulled out my key card. We were inches from my door and I maneuvered so that I could swipe my card and open the door. As our lips thrust against each other I realized how badly she really wanted this too. I pulled her inside my room and then pushed her against the wall and kissed her with everything I had, thrusting my hand through her hair, pulling her closer to me.

  She pulled away slightly and I watched her swallow and her eyes darted away quickly. She seemed like she was trying to catch her breath, but I wasn’t sure. “We keep going back and forth and I know it’s killing me. I can tell it’s bothering you too or you wouldn’t be so bitchy towards me at work,” I growled. “You have nothing to worry about. I don’t like to date and never do romance. This won’t go further than just our one night together.” I watched her eyes dart around as if searching for answers. “Vanessa, do you want to be here with me and have sex?” I asked her, remembering her little stupid joke about sexual harassment.

  The fact that she would even joke about something like that in her field pissed me off. Not to mention, in the back of my head I wondered if she really was serious. Every woman I’ve ever been with wanted to be with me and I never had any doubt about it. Vanessa…she left me with nothing but doubts. Doubt if she even liked me. Her body told me she did. My God, her mouth tasted insane. My mind started to wonder how sweet she would taste.

  She pulled my head back by my hair and looked me in the eyes. “Just one night, nothing more after this. Just to get this out of our system,” she confirmed as if we were making some sort of pact or agreement. I smiled at her before our lips crashed, pressing so hard as if we couldn’t get enough of each other. Our tongues lashed against each other trying to fuck before we were. I grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. Leaving her mouth that split second was such an incredible overwhelming void. I wanted to fill that void quickly, as I crashed my lips back onto hers. She tasted so incredible, her mouth was perfect as if she were made for me. Kissing her was insane — fiery and fierce.

  She pulled on my shirt and we had to pull apart again and that same empty feeling filled me. She was going to be the death of me. Her mouth, her tongue, her grip on me was more than I could stand. I wanted more, so much more from this woman. I reached down and undid the button on her pants and pulled her zipper down. Her pants fell to the floor and I knew I had to look as soon as I touched her naked ass. I pulled back slightly so I could take her all in. A lacy grey bra with purple flowers barely covered her perfect breasts. I continued to glance down her flat taut stomach to her matching thong. Fucking perfect hour glass shape. I ran my hands softly along the side of her stomach resting my hand on her hip bones, grabbing them hard as I growled, “Damn, I love your curves.”

  My eyes went back to hers and I watched them half close as I had said that. She deserved to hear more. She needed it, I could tell. I pulled her gently away from the wall and she stepped out of her pants that welled on the floor at her feet. Still in her heels, my hands not leaving her hips and my mouth not straying away from hers, I guided her to the bed. I stood her in front of the bed and continued kissing the hell out of her. I pulled back slightly.

  “Vanessa?” I watched her swallow and loved that I was giving a slight torment to her. She was waiting. Wanting me. She pressed her lips together as her eyes pleaded with me. I was loving every second of her wanting me. She’s barely given me any other signs that she wanted me before this and I was going to relish in it.

  “Hmm.” She responded barely audible. I took my shirt off and watched her eyes graze over my chest. She licked her lips seductively and I decided I’d make her wait more. I was going to draw this night out as long as possible. As much as I wanted to fuck her hard and fast, if this was going to be our one and only night to get it out of our system, I was going to go slow and enjoy this.

  She reached her hand out to touch me as I started to unbutton my jeans and pull them down. I watched her eyes again as she lowered them to glance at my hard cock strained against my boxer briefs. I pulled off my socks and shoes as she stood there staring. Then I stood i
n front of her, my eyes wandering over her body. Her choice of lingerie was fantastic and the shade of grey against her soft skin made me want to devour her quicker than I’ve ever wanted to with any other woman. She put her hand on my chest again and I watched her body quiver from just barely touching me.

  I placed my hand on her shoulder and ran my finger underneath her bra strap softly. I stared deep into her gorgeous grey eyes as I ran my fingers slowly back and forth until I finally pulled it down off her shoulder. She gasped as it fell slightly and I gently glided my finger over her breast tenderly, bringing it down to circle her hard bud straining against her bra. I cupped her breast tightly and watched her head fall back with pleasure.

  Her throat was left wide open and I leaned in and lay soft kisses until I couldn’t take it anymore and had to press my lips harder against her throat, kissing it and licking her neck. Her salty taste filling my mouth making me want more. I wanted to taste her. I wanted to taste everything about her. My mouth brushed against her throat, grazing her jawline before finally finding her mouth again.

  Filling that void I was craving since I left her mouth before, I grabbed her hair from behind and pulled her closer to me as if I couldn’t get her close enough to me. Our tongues entwined and she pushed harder against me. Her hands wrapping around my back as she pressed herself tightly into me. A moan escaped her throat and I thought I was going to lose it. I wanted to hear her moan more. I wanted to feel her writhe. My plan of going slow was quickly abandoned. I wanted more of Vanessa.

  I gently leaned her back onto the bed and watched as she propped herself up on both of her elbows, staring at me, wondering what would happen next. She was pressing her lips together, the wanting look on her face was fantastic as I glanced down at her bent leg.

  I pulled up that same leg and took off her high heel, letting it drop to the floor. I kissed the inside of her ankle and another moan escaped her perfect lips. My tongue glided along the inside of her leg as I gently nipped at the inside of her knee. Another moan. I continued the inside of her thigh, laying soft kisses just before arriving at her perfect mound. I kissed her just on the side of her mound and ran my tongue right inside her hipbone, kissing her soft sexy skin right there. I could smell her perfect fucking scent and could see how wet she was for me through her thong. I ran my lips right over her sex, pressing my mouth against her, right against that lace that kept me from plunging my tongue into her. I groaned knowing I wasn’t going to be able to stop my need for tasting her sweet pussy.