Strollers & Stilettos: A Sexy Contemporary Romance (In Stilettos Book 4) (2 page)

Micha strolled back into her living room with the black and gold shoebox and handed it to Jaya with a smile. “I present these to you. Use them wisely. Take no prisoners. Instead, bring them to their knees so they can kiss these pretty babies.”

Jaya and Ricca both laughed, and Jaya couldn’t help but remember how she’d come into possession of the shoes.

After being fired from the family business—thanks to her ex fiancé—she’d gone a little overboard with the retail therapy—okay, more than a little overboard—and bought three-thousand-dollar Christian Louboutins. Not exactly the smartest, most rational choice. If it hadn’t been for Ricca and Micha pulling her out of her mood and chipping in for a third of the shoes each, she had no idea where she’d be. As Micha liked to say, they were now the sisterhood of the travelling stilettos.

“I will yield my power well.”

The shoes had brought her confidence at a time when she’d been the lowest in her life. And consequently brought her Alec. They’d also helped Ricca finally get the courage to tell her best friend Beckett that she had feelings for him. And the shoes had done the most for Micha maybe. Thanks to those stilettos, she had let someone in past those incredible defenses of hers.

“Oh, Jai, what’s the deal with the renter in your place, they out yet?” Ricca asked.

“Yep. The cleaner is coming this week, and I’m having the furniture cleaned too. So things will be all set for your cousin’s friend to move in at the end of the month.”

“Thanks, I appreciate it. She gave him a glowing review and his references check out, but he has no furniture or anything so he’s happy that it comes furnished.”

“Not a problem. It helps me out to have a long-term renter in there. Besides, the man paid in full for the year. Who am I to complain?”

“While it will be nice to have some new blood around the place, can we get back to the issue at hand? Your and the Sex God’s love life. Seriously though, you and the Mr. Sexy okay?” Micha asked.

Micha had dubbed him Sex God from day one. Not that Jaya would argue. She considered how to answer for a moment. “Yeah, we’re fine. I just want to get some sexy times that don’t involve one of us first checking to see how much time we have. I want to recapture some of the slow sizzle. It’s still super hot, but not that super connected, take-all-night-sex kind of thing.”

Ricca snorted. “Oh, come on. You two are the worst. If possible, you’re worse than me and Beckett.”

Jaya laughed. “Ricca, honey,
no one
is as bad as you and Beckett. If I have to watch the two of you moon over each other any more, I swear I’ll throw up.”

“Preach,” Micha said and raised her hands. “Ricca’s right though. Seeing how that man looks at you, I can’t imagine you have a problem in the get-some department. We should all be so lucky.”

Jaya rolled her eyes. “This from the woman who snuck off to grab a quickie with her man at my dinner party last week.”

Micha flushed. “That was not my fault. Caleb couldn’t keep his hands to himself.” With a laugh, she shrugged. “Okay, fine, it’s the shoes.”

“You see?” Jaya said. “That’s why I need them back. I’m trying to get us back on track. I’m tired of quickies as we run off to different places. I want to make him a little crazy.”

“So, true to form, you hatched a plan.” Micha laughed.

“Nothing wrong with a plan,” Jaya muttered. Sure they laughed at her hyper planning ways, but planning was what she did best. She opened the black box and sighed when she laid eyes on the red and gold-embossed Christian Louboutin shoes nestled in pink satin. Alec wouldn’t know what hit him.

* * *

An hour after leaving the girls, Jaya jogged through her front door and tossed her keys and her purse on the counter. “Alec?” she called. They had an hour before he would be off to a business dinner, and she didn’t want to waste any time. It was time to hatch seduction plan number one.

She slipped off her Louboutins and headed upstairs to their bedroom. As she walked into the bathroom, she heard the water running in the shower and Alec singing, “I can’t get no…Satisfaction,” at the top of his lungs.

Yeah, we’ll see about that.

And bonus, there was nothing Jaya loved more than wet, naked husband. She checked the clock. Plenty of time.

She stripped as she watched him play air guitar in the shower. Her skirt went first. Then the stockings. Alec turned as she peeled the blouse off. He froze.

“Jaya? How long have you been standing there?”

She laughed as she pulled the blouse over her wrists. “Long enough for you and Mick to turn me on.”

His grin flashed quickly, and his cobalt eyes narrowed. Under his intense gaze, her skin went hot and prickly.

“Is that another fantasy of yours, baby? You know I aim to please.” He did a little dance.

The laugh bubbled up her chest, and she shook her head. He was ridiculous. At the same time, she knew he would give her whatever she asked for. He’d managed to make one of her naughtiest fantasies come true. On her Thirty Before Thirty list, she’d had ‘have a threesome’ listed. Alec had made that dream come true for her, in a manner. He hadn’t been able to share her, but he had let someone else watch.

“Decrepit rock stars? No thank you.”

She unhooked her bra, and Alec licked his lips. When she shimmied out of her thong, he groaned low.

“Are you planning to torture me, Jai?”

“Oh, maybe a little.”

“You know it’s not nice to tease a starving man.”

She stepped into the shower, and the steam hit her immediately, making her skin dewy and curling her hair. Good thing she was due at the salon tomorrow, or she’d be rocking a funky half-straight, half-curly afro for the rest of the week.

“You like to be teased.” She shrugged. “And for the record, all I need is you. Unless, of course, you’re offering you
and
that hot actor from
Shame
, Michael Fassbender. Then I’m taking it.”

He pulled her close and swatted her bottom. “Not on your life.” He kissed her shoulder. “Do we have time to play?”

Jaya relished the feel of the hard planes of his chest against her breasts. “Oh, you know, I’ve carved out a few minutes in your packed schedule.”

Alec stepped back to accommodate her in the shower. “Woman, you know I’m going to need more than a few minutes with you.”

Jaya splayed her hands over his pectorals, and the muscles bunched.
God
, he was beautiful. “I’m sorry, baby, but that’s all we’ve got.”

His grin was slow and sexy as he reached for her. “Or I could skip tonight and show you how much I’ve been missing your taste. I could start right now.” He nuzzled her throat, placing a damp kiss on her neck, right over her pulse.

Jaya’s knees wobbled a little. She knew full well if he laid her out in here, he wouldn’t be coming up for air for a while.

“Well, Mr. Westhorpe, I had a little something different in mind.” As she sank to her knees, she trailed her hands down his muscled chest and over the ripples of his abdomen. His big body blocked the shower spray from hitting her directly as she knelt before his thick cock. He was hard for her, ready.

Alec braced an arm against the shower door. “Jai.”

She wrapped one hand around the length of him, and he groaned, tossing his head back. This was more than familiar territory. Applying the right amount of pressure, she stroked down. The soap from his body provided lubrication. On the upstroke, she smoothed her hands over the crown of his erection.

“Jesus,” he muttered.

As she stroked, she wrapped her lips around his thickness, and Alec dug his hands into her hair. With every lick, he tightened his grasp or loosened it, depending on how he wanted her to suck him. Using her free hand, she cupped his balls as she worked him. She knew how to apply the right amount of suction too.

With each downstroke, Alec pushed his hips forward, sliding deeper inside her mouth, and on the upstroke, she teased his balls and slowly released him until he was almost out of her mouth. Only to continue with another downstroke.

His legs shook, and she recognized how close he was.

“Jaya, God—I need.”

She knew what he needed.

With a hint of teeth, she grazed over him, and his body tightened, all of him going rigid. She stroked over the crown of his cock again, and he braced an arm on the wall. With each stroke, she loved him, pouring all her energy into it. Nothing else filtered into her consciousness but the sound she made as she palmed and licked him. Only the faint
ta-ta-ta-ta
sound of the water as it hit the tile and the glass around her. All the while, Alec dug his hands into her hair.

“Jai, baby, I can’t hold on if you keep doing that. I want to feel you come—ah. Fuck.” His body shook as she grazed his thick length with her teeth again.

Jaya drew back but didn’t release him with her hands. Instead, she pumped him steadily as she watched his face. “Have you forgotten how much I like control?”

His laugh was pained. “Stop teasing. That will get you a spanking.”

She smirked. “Is that a promise?”

He let his head fall back against the glass tile. “You’re going to kill me.”

She laughed before licking him from root to tip again. “No. Not today. Today, I want to enjoy you. I’m sort of addicted. So I’m going to keep you around for a little while.”

She sucked him into her mouth again. Slowly, hollowing out her cheeks as she did so. She palmed his balls with her right hand and worked him up and down with her left. With her hand and mouth in tandem, she sucked and stroked him slowly and deliberately, drawing out the torture as much as she could.

With the shower drowning out some of the sound, she could still hear him cursing and worshiping her with his words even as he shook. His cock expanded in her mouth.

With her tongue, she slowly traced a circular path over his head. And he shuddered.

“Jai, oh shit. I—”

He cursed as his release shot through him. His body convulsed, and his fist tightened into her hair, not enough to hurt her, but enough to let her know how desperate he’d been. The thought that she could drive him mad made her hot. Releasing his balls, she reached a hand between her legs, seeking the slick warmth. Gently licking Alec clean, she slid a finger between her slick folds, finding her clit and circling slowly with her finger.

His cock jerked in her mouth. “Fuck, it drives me crazy when you touch yourself.”

She released him and smiled. “You’d rather be doing it yourself?”

“Yes.” He pulled her to her feet. “I’ve missed you.” Even as he backed her up to the wall in the expansive shower, he dipped his head to hers, kissing her deep, licking into her mouth, driving her crazy.

His cock nudged her thigh, and she smiled to herself. The man was still hard. He cupped her breasts, teasing the nipples gently with his thumbs. A sharp spike of need pierced her, making her shiver.

“That’s my girl. So fucking responsive.” His lips curved into a slow, sexy smile, and he looked like the devil himself, tempting her away from her plan.

“Turn around,” he whispered.

“I thought this was my time to play?” Jaya stuck out her bottom lip.

His chuckle was soft as he ran a hand over her back and down to the curve of her ass. “You should have thought about that before you decided to shower with me.” He nipped her shoulder, sending a shiver through her body.

“Alec…”

“C’mon, Jai, turn around and place your hands on the door.”

Even as her body complied, her brain made one last-ditch effort to hold onto the plan of the evening. Her
carefully
constructed plan. But then, he slid an impossibly long finger inside her slick center. And she moaned.

His voice was low and thick when he responded. “Yeah, baby?”

“You’re evil.”

“That I am.”

He lined his cock up to her slick cleft, rubbing himself against her opening, and Jaya bucked. A low chuckle, accompanied by the rasp in his voice, was enough to bring her to the edge of orgasm. And then he slid into her to the hilt.

Both of them froze. Jaya breathed deep, her body adjusting to his size.

He hissed in a breath. “God, every time. Like you were made for me.” With a slow, measured retreat, he made her body beg, then he drove back in, and her breath caught.

“For me.” And he continued to tease, taunt, and drive her to the brink of crazy with his powerful thrusts. “Always for me.”

“Alec, please, I need to come.”

He continued his slow and steady deep strokes. As if neither of them had anywhere to be. “Do you now? And what if I don’t let you?”

Jaya used her inner walls to squeeze around him, and he cursed.

“What was that you were saying about letting me?”

His chest vibrated as he laughed. “You drive a hard bargain, baby. I must remember never to walk into negotiations with you.”

But instead of giving her what she wanted, he slid all the way out. “Alec,” she whimpered.

“Easy now, I’m coming right back.”

When he touched a soapy thumb to her ass, she hissed. Oh, fuck. This was no quickie. He had every intention of being thorough. “Alec…oh, God.”