I sip my beer as I search the room for Alex, spotting him just as he slips into one of the rear rooms. I do another scan of the room and find Teach with Firebird and a man I recognize as a friend of Hank’s. “You think he loves me.”
Eve nods. “He’s terrified Delaney will get to you. That’s not the signs of a man indifferent or just out to slake his lust.”
“I hope you’re right.” I finish my beer, placing the empty bottle on the table. “I’ll catch you later.” With a last smile at the brunette, I wander over to the bar, collect two beers and head for the room Alex entered. The only light in the room, comes from a lamp on a desk Alex is sitting behind. He has his cell to his ear, and as the light from the casino brightens the room briefly before I close the door, he smiles and waves me over.
“I’m not interrupting anything. Am I,” I ask as I settle on his lap. His arm slips around my waist and he caresses the top of my thigh. Although the material of the dress and the silk of my stocking are between his fingers and my flesh, a ripple of warmth spreads through me as a shiver brings goosebumps to the surface.
He shakes his head, “No,” he mouths as he carries on listening to his conversation. I wiggle against his lap and his grip tightens. “Keep still.”
The hiss of his voice draws a chuckle from me, and I slink to the floor. The door is closed, and my hands slid to the button of his jeans and I slip it free. Alex grips my fingers, shakes his head, and scowls. I pull myself free, ignoring him, I pull his zipper down and Alex spreads his legs as I free his cock. His flesh is warm. The shaft heavy in my hand and I watch as it grows. Beneath my touch, his veins gorge and I glance at Alex, finding him leaning against the back of the chair. His smile has disappeared, and his intense blue gaze is on me. As he carries on with his conversation, I slowly glide my hand up and down his dick. Pumping the flesh, then sliding my finger over the edge. My clit pulses, and as I watch Alex, I slip my free hand beneath my dress and slip my fingers between my flesh. I am warm and it isn’t long before my fingers are coated with my own juice. Alex’s dick throbs, and my body aches for release. With a groan, I slip my fingers from my pussy and turn my attention to Alex. This isn’t about my gratification. I know Alex will more than satisfy me when we return to the cabin. This is about Alex. I’ve laid my ghost to rest. I don’t know what Jo-Leigh was like in bed. What she did with him. From tonight, it’s about Alex and me. Alex grunts and I blink. His cock is hard, thrusting against my hand. I pump and twist the flesh of his shaft harder and faster. Alex’s head arches back and I watch the veins on his throat. Another thrust and slid of my hand has Alex spilling his semen over my fingers. When he looks at me, I smile. “Next time, I’ll make you moan.”
Alex chuckles as he leans forward. His lips brush against mine. “I owe you one, Mia.” His gaze goes to the door and I follow it. A moan slips from me when I see TJ and Firebird standing there. “And you’ve just made it game enough that anywhere will do.”
Chapter 27
Alex: Demon’s Lair Noir Valley
Since returning to Noir Valley, there has been no sighting of Delaney. According to Neat, who remains in New Orleans, Delaney is settling back into his old routine. TJ continues to watch his office as Joseph Blaine, Delaney’s second in command, has stayed behind. Mia’s sweet laughter reaches out to me and I turn my gaze to the compound. Firebird, Poppy, a couple of the club’s women and some of the men are playing baseball. I don’t know whose winning, just that I enjoy the sound of Mia’s laughter. I watch as she swings the bat. Her hips swaying from side to side as she loosens up. Her pert ass sticks out and my cock twitches. Mia is becoming a part of my life. I know she’s fond of the spanking, and it’s time to see if she’s up for the dirty stuff if she plans to stay around.
“Shit. If you don’t stop panting after the woman. You’ll be coming in your pants before she’s hit the ball.”
I chuckle as I glance at Cole. His grey eyes steady but unreadable. Data has checked him out and everything is saying he is who he is claiming to be. Yet, my spine continues to tingle. As I watch him. I wonder if I should know him. Sometimes, when he turns his head and the light strikes him, the angle of his chin, the curve of his nose reminds me of someone. But whoever it is, evades me.
“She’s got a sweet ass and I like to pant.”
Cole shakes his head. His smile slipping. “Any more news on Delaney?”
“No.” The tick in Cole’s cheek throbs and I watch him as he raises the bottle to his lips. “You don’t like Delaney.”
Cole shrugs, licking his lips as he swallows his beer. “He threatened Mia. I like her. I think she’s a little crazy. But I like her.” Then his eyes are back on me. “I’m not fond of any man who hurts a woman.”
Guilt over Jo-Leigh’s death floods me. “I’ll not let what happened to Jo-Leigh happen to Mia.”
“No,” said Cole.
I shake my head. “I was young
