Irresistible (Underneath it All Series: Book One) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Ava Claire Read Free Book Online Page B

possible, navigating these unchartered waters until I discovered something new. Something that didn't leave me starving for my next fix.
    Or until you capsize and drown . That was the rest. The piece of me that learned a long time ago that hope was a trap that left you more broken than whole.
    "Hey," I grunted. I didn't make myself at home. I remained near the door, not trusting myself to go any closer, or I'd have no choice but to touch her. To take her.
    "'Hey'?" she repeated, her voice registering all the conflicting emotions I was battling. The thing that hit me right in the chest was the hurt. Like she'd been looking forward to seeing me and I'd come home and turned on ESPN.
    And there I was again, domesticating something that should be black and white.
    "That's generally how one greets someone," I followed up, trying to inject some nonchalance in my voice and failing miserably. I sounded bitter.
    "Someone?" she parroted back at me. “You sure know how to make a girl feel special."
    “I aim to please.” A weak laugh rattled my lips. Instead of loosening my tie, I pulled it tighter, like a noose.
    The room was quiet after my awkward chuckle. I got my wish—it was just as silent as it had been the last time we were together in a bedroom. I refused to acknowledge the truth, which was while there was no audible sound, the room was filled with tension. And it was all on me.
    I felt the clink in my bones when she lowered the glass to the counter.
    "Did something change in the time since we saw each other at the club and now?"
    I manned up and finally faced her. I expected to see anger scrawled all over her face. Hand on her hip. The closed off glare from before things got complicated. I wasn't prepared for genuine sadness. That maybe she'd seen something, some potential, that I was dashing before her very eyes. My little fighter was showing a weakness and revealing one of my own.
    I couldn't stand to see her hurting.
    Against my better judgment, I reached out and caressed her cheek. My fingertips brushed her skin lightly, but I felt a jolt deep inside me. She shivered, like she felt it too.
    “I think something changed the minute I realized I've never met anyone like you,” I confessed.
    The sadness flew from her face and was quickly replaced by worry.
    She crept backward, her eyes hooded and cautious. "Look, Jackson, I don't know what you're looking for-"
    Since I'd already made a fool of myself, I decided to do more than just throw out the rulebook. I set it on fire.
    I moved toward her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her back to me. The gasp of surprise that fell from her lips made my cock pulse. I waited until she caught her breath before I pressed my body into hers. Her eyes glazed with lust when she felt my desire stiffen against her.
    "You. I'm looking for you, Sadie."
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    "M e, huh?" Her wild eyes glittered as she painted a trail down to my crotch and slowly worked her way back up. "Certain parts of me, clearly."
    That cautious part of me finally clocked off, content that my romantic slip was being put aside for the very real, very hard physical display of what I wanted.
    I let my hands wander, cupping her ass, soft and the perfect fit for my palms. Her eyelids fluttered shut as I massaged the globes, rocking into her more subtly than I liked. “Parts like this?" When she didn't answer immediately, I one-handed the delicious curve and used the other to smack her bottom. Her eyes flew open in surprise and her other cheeks, the ones on her beautiful face, darkened. That wasn't enough though. I didn't release the breath I was holding until I saw excitement flash in those emerald opals.
    Her lips parted and she let out the tiniest, "Yes."
    Satisfied and still in need, I continued to the other parts of Sadie that I craved. As much as I wanted to dive back into the warmth and wetness between her thighs, making her wait, making her beg for it, offered delights that I longed to explore. I was in no hurry