Alexandre by Shelley Munro Read Free Book Online Page B

retreat. The golden cat prowled around the corner of the table and halted in front of her. Lily swallowed in sudden trepidation. When she was five, Dad had warned her about pulling a cat’s tail. Seemed cats still fascinated her and she hadn’t learned much from past scratches and parental lectures.
    “I am not lying,” Alex gritted out. “Look.” His hands stroked down his denim-clad hips to cup an impressive erection. “Does this look like disinterest?”
    Lily froze, her eyes fixed on the spot.
    “Feel it,” he ordered. “Make sure your eyes aren’t deceiving you.”
    Before Lily had time to blink, Alex grabbed her hand and planted it on his cock. Heat seared her palm, and she jerked her hand away from the fire, panting with a combination of shock and wanting.
    Alex laughed without humor, seized her hand and placed it firmly on his erection again. “You wanted proof.”
    Lily nibbled at her bottom lip while she wondered on a suitable reaction. On the plus side, she was now in a position of knowledge. He was huge. Nice. Very nice.
    He stood before her with his arms folded arms across his broad chest. “Say something.”
    “You don’t stuff your trousers with socks.” A secret smile curved her lips when her fingers flexed involuntarily.
    Alex cursed under his breath, and Lily guessed it wasn’t suitable for printing in the Sloan Gazette .
    His cock jumped under her palm, bringing her back to the matter in hand. A nervous giggle escaped. Maybe men and women fondled strangers and tried parts for size on Dalcon, but she was at a loss as to what to do next. Unless…
    The idea speared into her brain like the arrow from an automatic bow. There was a simple way to prove he meant what he said.
    Call his bluff.
    Lily forced away her sudden attack of nerves and insecurity. She’d brazen her way through this and set her mind at rest. Taking a deep breath, she squeezed gently.
    Alex’s groan reverberated through the kitchen. He backed up rapidly, yanking Lily after him and sat on the wooden table. When his butt hit the flat surface, he widened his stance and pulled her between his legs. Somehow, her hand remained on his person throughout.
    Heat rushed to her cheeks while a streak of lightning flashed to the juncture of her thighs, the aftermath leaving Lily tingling all the way to her pleasure center.
    “Is that it?” Alex asked in a gruff voice.
    No, that wasn’t all. If he was giving her free rein on his body, then she’d take the opportunity to explore. She might not get another chance.
    Alex wanted to curse out loud. If the woman went any slower, he’d come in his pants like he had in his early days of practicing Earth sexual methods. He considered halting her tortuous yet shy exploration but couldn’t do it. There was more at stake here than the bonding ties. Lily’s self-esteem teetered, and if he weren’t careful, he’d blow it for her, not to mention his budding business. Alex held back an unsuitable smirk. Nah, he’d grin and bear her ministrations. And perhaps hurry her along.
    “Lily?”
    Her fingers danced across his straining manhood. “Yes?”
    “I’d like to do some exploring of my own.”
    She hesitated but didn’t say no. Alex took that as permission to forge ahead. The idea of stopping now made his head ache anyway. His hands curved around her shoulders then slid inside the gaping neckline of her pale green shirt to glide over the shadowed flesh beneath. Silky skin greeted his touch, but it wasn’t enough. Her soft sigh propelled him on, and her hands left his groin to grip the gatoraller leather belt at his hips. Alex withdrew his hands and, before Lily’s protests took substance, undid the small buttons of the shirt and slid it off her arms before chucking it on the floor. His first actual sighting of female Earth underwear. It appeared different from the pictures he’d seen. Less covering. More spectacular. The lacy bra cupped her breasts, hiding little of her beauty from his