Page 61 of Axel

“I want you all the time.” He growled.

“That’s good, because I want you all the time too.” she told him shakily. Her fingers massaged the strong column of his neck, loving the feel of his muscles contracting.

“What do you say about having dinner with me?”

“At your place?”

He shook his head, a teasing smile tugging at his sensuous lips and sending her senses dipping crazily.

“I was thinking of a certain Irish pub. I think it is time we go public.”

Chapter 15

Fortunately, when she packed, she had brought some dress-up clothing along with the casual ones. She had not packed a lot, because after all, her destination had been Europe, in particular Paris and Italy and she had had every intention of replenishing her wardrobe.

He still had not made a commitment to her and she had a feeling there was something he was not telling her. Hell, there were lots of things he wasn’t telling her. The man was as tight lipped as a clam, and she didn’t possess a crowbar to drag things out of him. Besides, she wanted him to speak to her of his own volition.

Yesterday he had been offended when she started to ask him about his ex, which meant that something was still there, and it was burning her up to realize that he might still have feelings for this woman.

Staring at herself in the mirror, she examined the black dress from all angles. It was fairly new, and the material was warm enough to step out into the frigid air.

And it clung to every curve of her body. She wasn’t wearing boots this time, but had on sheer stockings and high heels, making her legs appear even longer and defined. She had lost a little bit of weight, but it only brought attention to her bust.

The dress was dipped low in the front and had slender straps crisscrossing at the back. A smile tugged at her lips as she turned to view the back. He was going to flip when he got an eye full. With a satisfied smile curving her coral painted lips, she grabbed her cashmere jacket and purse.

Another thing was bothering her, she realized as she made her way to the front door. He was still at his mother’s place, and she was still at the cottage. He had not invited her to stay at his house. Telling herself that it was early days yet, she made her way out when she saw the lights sweeping through the darkness, indicating that he had arrived.

At least, he had offered to pick her up.

Her breath caught in her throat as she got her first sight of him. He was standing by the open passenger door and silhouetted by the headlights of the car. Axel Lakeside defined masculinity and rugged maleness in every inch of his body.

He was wearing black as well, the sweater molding his shoulders and chest and clinging to his body. His black dress pants were tailored, his thick coffee brown hair brushed ruthlessly back from his face. And he was smiling, white teeth gleaming against his tanned skin. She wanted to suggest they forget about dinner and go into the cottage.

“Hi.” Her voice was breathless, but she couldn’t help it. She was still trying to get her breath back.

“Hi, yourself.” Instead of stepping aside and allowing her to get in, he caught her around the waist. “Is this waterproof?” he nodded in the direction of her lips.

“Everything proof.” She assured him huskily. “Why?”

“Because…” Instead of telling her, he showed her. Lowering his head, he brushed his lips against hers slightly, before using his tongue to trace the full outline of her bottom lip.

A shudder went through her as she moved in closer so that the warmth of his body could seep into hers. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she settled into the kiss, all her doubts and fear slipping away as his tongue dove into her mouth.

He explored her sweetness, touching her tongue with his until he deepened the kiss. Her slender body was flushed against his. His cock tightened and swelled instantly.

Moving his hands, he planted them into the opening of her jacket so that he could feel more of her skin. When he inched around her back, he felt his heart thundering inside his chest as he touched bare flesh. The groan escaped him only to be swallowed up deep inside her throat.

He had another shock to his system when he realized she was not wearing anything under the dress. It was just her, all enticing and alluring flesh. Dragging his mouth from hers, he stared down at her, his chest heaving with the effort to breathe naturally.

“You are full of surprises.” He growled thickly. His hands were still on her bare flesh, and he knew she could feel the evidenceof his raging desire. It baffled him that he could lose control so easily with her and he didn’t like it. Not one bit.

“Shall we?” Without waiting for her to respond or react, he let her go and went around to the driver’s side. He was already driving out before she buckled in. Glancing at his profile, she took in the rigid set of his jaw and the tightness of his mouth, declaring that his mood had altered.

“Something wrong?”

The drive to the pub was about ten minutes give or take, but she was not going to sit in silence while he stewed.

“Not really.”