Protecting The Billionaire (12 page)

Damn, he couldn’t tell if she was serious or not.

“I think he’ll like you.”

Gritting his teeth, he answered, “Up to you.”

Allison exploded with laughter and gave him a nudge in the side. “I’m kidding, well about stopping in to visit. I do think he’d like you.”

He relaxed his jaw. Meeting the Commander and Chief hadn’t been part of his plan today.

“Lets decide later.” She titled her face toward him. “Worst-case we can spend some time together at my house.” Her sultry smile told him she had more than just watching movies in mind. He liked her plan.

***

If her heart beat any faster, it’d jump out of her chest and start dancing across the dashboard. It had more or less been doing that all day, but had doubled its efforts since they’d left DC and headed back to Alexandria. She only hoped it managed to survive the rest of the day and night. And what a perfect day it had been so far. They’d visited two of her favorite places in the city, but that wasn’t the main reason she’d enjoyed herself so much. No, what made it great was the fact Rock had obviously put so much effort into planning their day. The Botanic Garden and Bartholdi Park weren’t Rock’s type of places. He’d taken her there simply because he’d guessed she’d enjoy it and he’d been spot on.

With the first part of the day over, she intended to control the rest of their time together. For that, she didn’t need any prying eyes or possible cameras. The memory of their kiss behind the rosebush surfaced and she bit down on her lip to keep from sighing. Despite standing in a public place surrounded by people, she’d been seconds away from pulling his shirt from his waistband and running her hands up and down his bare skin when he ended their kiss. She didn’t do things like that.
Ever
. She avoided doing anything that might reflect poorly on her or the family. Unlike her brothers, she cared about what others said about her. Tearing a man’s clothes off in the middle of DC would definitely earn her a boatload of negative attention from the media.

In the privacy of her home though, they could do anything they desired and not worry about photographers hoping to snap a juicy picture. And Allison knew what she wanted. The very thing she’d dreamed about every night now since the fundraiser. Rock wanted it too. He’d been a gentleman and not pushed for anything, but his kisses spoke volumes, as did the erection she’d felt pressed against her. Tonight she intended to let them both have what they desired.

Her stomach flipped at the thought, and she adjusted the air vent, hoping her sudden temperature spike didn’t show.

“You okay?” Rock’s sexy nighttime DJ voice sent her body temperature up to a new all-time high.

“Great.”
Don’t look at him.
She’d never been great at hiding her emotions or thoughts. If he got a good look at her face, he’d guess in a second what she’d been thinking about.

“You look warm. Do ya want me to turn up the AC?”

“Um, sure.” Shoot, once again she’d given herself away. “I’m a little warm.” Unfortunately, no amount of air conditioning would help cool her off at the moment.

Colder air blasted out of the vents, causing her hair to blow around her face. Annoyed, she pulled it back and wrapped the elastic from her wrist around it. “What did you think of the park?” she asked while she watched him turn onto her street.

“Nice.” He headed for the one empty spot on her entire street. A spot that didn’t look big enough to fit a motorcycle let alone Rock’s truck. Somehow though, he maneuvered the pickup into the space on the first try.

“I’m a little jealous.”

“Jealous?”

“I would’ve looked for a spot over on Washington Street rather than try to fit my car in this one. Parallel parking and I don’t get along.”

Rock chuckled. “It’s easy. I’ll teach ya.”

Oh, she bet he could teach her a lot of things, besides parallel parking, and she hoped to start some lessons tonight. “Maybe some other time.” Leaning closer, she kissed his cheek. “Come on, let’s go inside.” She didn’t wait for an answer before opening her door and climbing out.

He wasn’t touching her, yet she sensed him behind her as she punched in her alarm code. “Are you up for a movie?”

Reaching out, he pulled the elastic from her ponytail and ran his hand through her hair, making her scalp tingle. “Game for anything,” he said, his other hand sliding along her jaw and to her lips.

Unable to resist, she darted her tongue out and licked his index finger. “Anything, huh?”

Leaning in, she kissed him before he could answer, and at the same, she pulled the back of his shirt from his jeans and slipped her fingers underneath. The muscles beneath her hands flexed as she ran her palms up his hot skin toward his shoulder blades. Cotton rubbed against her back seconds before rough, callused hands touched her.

One of them moved toward the staircase first, although she wasn’t sure whom and didn’t care. Her leg hit the bottom step, and she lifted her foot. She didn’t get a chance to put it back down. Instead, Rock lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried up her the stairs. As he walked, he continued to make love to her mouth, because to say he kissed her didn’t do justice to what his lips and tongue were doing to her.

The bedroom door squeaked when he pushed it open, and she unwrapped her legs from around his waist, expecting them to come in contact with the floor. Rock’s arms prevented that from happening. Although it went against every cell in her body, she moved her lips away from his. “This will be more fun if you put me down.” She traced the outside of his ear with her tongue and waited.

Rock loosened his hold just enough for her to slide down the front of him. “You’d be surprised what you can do standing up.” He gave her butt a squeeze before he took a step back.

She’d be a blazing inferno right now if human combustion were a real thing. Her insides were on fire already, and all they’d done so far was kiss. “Maybe you can show me later.”
Okay, where did that come from?
She didn’t say things like that. Of course, she didn’t sleep with men she’d only been dating a few weeks either, yet here she was about ready to tear Rock’s clothes off and pounce on the guy.

The corners of his mouth hitched upward and he undid the top button of her shirt. “Will do.”

No doubt about it, the guy was a deadly force when he smiled. She watched his hands while he unbuttoned her shirt, anticipation building inside her. Already her nipples strained against her bra and she ached to have him touch her.

He released the last button and pushed the shirt off her shoulders before cupping both her breasts and giving them a little squeeze. “Perfect size.” He pulled the fabric down, exposing one nipple and took it into his mouth.

Holy wow!
Pleasure exploded and traveled though her entire body. For a second, Allison gripped his shoulders and enjoyed herself; then she moved her hands toward the buttons on his shirt. Her hands shook a little as she undid the first button. When she started on the second, Rock pulled her other breast free and rolled its nipple between his fingers and she gasped.

“Ya like that.” It wasn’t a question but a statement, one she didn’t feel any need to answer. Instead, she concentrated on getting the rest of his shirt unbuttoned.

The lips that had a moment ago been wrapped around her nipple, kissed the side of her breast and moved upward. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to kiss this spot.” His warm breath spread over her already heated skin, sending another bolt of excitement to her core.

Looking away from his shirt, she watched him kiss the birthmark on her left breast, the one she usually forgot was even there. His lips lingered long enough for her to push his shirt off his shoulders before they came down hard on her mouth. With his shirt gone, she ran her hands up his taut corrugated stomach, enjoying the way his abs contracted beneath her touch. Reaching his chest, she brushed her hand over his flat nipples and started to reverse her path, the button on his jeans her ultimate destination.

She didn’t get far.

The hands he’d buried in her hair moved, and before she could consider what that meant, Rock tugged down her leggings before slipping a finger inside her panties to touch her.

Two can play that game.
Allison didn’t bother with the button or zipper; instead she slipped her hand inside his jeans and touched him.

With a growl, Rock pulled away and tore off his jeans and boxer briefs.

Can you say big?
For a second, she couldn’t look away from his erection. She’d been with men before, but none of them had looked like him.

Before she could really enjoy the naked view he provided, he reached for her bra clasp. Then he pushed her down on the bed and removed her leggings, which were still bunched around her calves. Starting at her ankle, he placed kisses up her shin and along her inner thigh. Sucking in a deep breath, she waited for him to touch her again when he reached the top of her leg. Instead, the weight of him pressing against her thighs disappeared.

“What’s wrong?” Propping herself up, she watched him grab the jeans he’d dropped on the floor.

Opening the wallet he’d retrieved from a pocket, he pulled something out of it as he looked over at her. “Nothing.” He tossed everything on the floor again and leaned over her. “Needed to grab these.” He pressed a condom into her hand before tearing open the one he still held and slipping it on, his eyes never straying away from her face.

Good thing one of them was still thinking clearly. Protection hadn’t even entered her mind when she’d come upstairs with him and it should’ve. She was on the pill, but they weren’t 100 percent foolproof, and she didn’t have any condoms in the house. Rock was the first person she’d been with in several months and the only man she’d brought back to her house since she moved to Virginia. She’d have to grab some this week.

Rock leaned over and kissed her before he hooked a finger under her panties and pulled them down, tossing them over his shoulder.

Allison all but squirmed on the bed as he stood there staring at her. If he didn’t do something darn soon, she’d have to grab him and toss
him
on the bed.

“You’d make a terrible poker player.”

They were naked and he wanted to talk about cards?

“Your expressions give ya away.”

Guilty as charged. “What am I thinking then?”

Rock gave her a wicked smile. “This,” he said before he slipped a finger inside her, rendering her speechless for the foreseeable future.

***

She couldn’t stop from touching the pulse in her neck. The silly thing remained almost as out of control as it did when she finished the intense fitness challenge training class at the gym. Maybe she should give up her gym membership and have sex with Rock everyday instead. It was definitely much more enjoyable. No, enjoyable wasn’t the right word to describe it. Incredible and mind-blowing were much better adjectives. At least it had been incredible for her. Hopefully it had been for him too, not that she’d ever ask him such a question. What if he said no? Talk about the ultimate in embarrassment.

Rolling onto her side, she propped herself up on her elbow. With his eyes closed and an arm tucked under his head, he appeared the most relaxed and easygoing she’d ever seen him. And since he seemed unaware of what she was doing, she let her gaze roam down his chest and over his stomach, her eyes drawn to the scar on his right side. She hadn’t noticed it when he’d first undressed. Other parts of his anatomy had held her attention. “What happened?” she asked, touching the scar and tracing it with her finger.

Without opening his eyes, he covered her hand with his, making it impossible to move. “Bullet grazed me a few years ago. No big deal.”

In her book, bullets and bullet wounds were a big deal, but he said it as if he was talking about a piece of paper giving him a papercut. Maybe to do what he did, you had to think that way.

“It must have hurt a lot.”

“Like I said, it was no big deal.” He moved her hand away from the scar and up to his chest.

She got the hint. He didn’t want to talk about it. “Can you stay tonight?”

At her question, Rock’s eyes opened and he pulled her head closer to his face. “Definitely.” His lips closed over hers before she could respond.

From the hallway, the doorbell chimes echoed, but she ignored it. The only guests besides Rock she’d had since moving in were Jake and Charlie. With a new baby at home, neither of them would be ringing her doorbell tonight. Her Uncle Warren and Aunt Elizabeth didn’t do last-minute visits and she didn’t have any other relatives in the area. That only left some door-to-door salesman like the cable guy who rang her bell last week. No way was she getting out of bed for a salesman.

Rock pulled her on top of him, his hands moving to her butt, as the chimes echoed again.

“Do ya want to check the door?” He squeezed her ass before sliding a hand in between them so he could touch a breast.

“Nope,” she said, her lips inches from his neck.

The faint sound of her brother’s ringtone traveled up the stairs from where she’d left her phone in the foyer and Allison froze. She didn’t need to look. She just
knew
Derek was ringing her doorbell. And since he saw her car in the driveway, he was calling to see why she hadn’t answered the door.
Darn it.
If she didn’t answer the phone or door, he’d worry.

Scrambling off the bed, she grabbed her leggings and yanked them on.

“What’s going on?” Rock asked, his voice both confused and surprised at the same time.

“Derek’s here.” She pulled on her shirt and at the same time tossed Rock’s jeans on the bed. “It’ll be easier if I just let him in.”
Man, oh man
. Of all the times for Derek to visit, he had to pick now.

By the time she finished buttoning up her shirt, Rock had his clothes back on too.

“Talk about friggin’ déjà vu,” Rock said as they walked downstairs together.

Allison paused. Did he make it a habit to greet all his girlfriends’ family like this? “What?”

“I showed up at Addie’s place to surprise her last fall. Ended up interrupting her and Trent like your brother.”