“I didn’t expect you to have a farmer’s tan.”
“I’ll have you know this is a runner’s tan. I wear t-shirts when I run.”
“You won’t be running anywhere tonight.”
“Trust me. I wasn’t planning on it.” Alex pulled up a chair from the corner and sat down directly in front of her. He leaned over and untied his dress shoes, removing them and his socks. Barefoot and bare-chested, he leaned back in his chair and stared at her.
“What are you thinking?”
He spread his legs. “If I had my way right now, you’d be on your knees.”
She tutted. “Oh dear, that doesn’t sound like humble servant talk.”
His knee began to bounce up and down. He was on edge and she’d brought him to it. The rush brought a huge smile to her face.
“You enjoy my pain.”
“Shouldn’t you be undressing, Alex?”
Like a great cat unfurling itself in its lair, he stood. His waistline was at her eye level and he knew it.
Dana batted her eyelashes. “I’m waiting.”
He reached for his belt buckle with an unsteady hand. When he tugged on the belt, it was with more force than necessary. The rip of a couple of stitches on his pants brought them both into an even more heightened state of awareness.
Dana’s heart raced like that of a doe being pursued by a wolf. Surely he could see the pulsing mass of erratic beats in her chest. It reminded her of the time her doctor had sent her to the hospital for an allergy test. She’d had a couple of mild reactions when taking aspirin and the doctor believed she might be allergic. The test, which consisted of taking aspirin in a controlled environment, had confirmed it. Her throat had proceeded to close. The specialist had administered a shot of adrenaline to eliminate her symptoms.It will feel as if your heart is beating outside your chest, Dana. It’ll calm down in a couple of minutes. Sure enough, once the adrenaline was coursing through her system, her heart had felt as if it was pumping about a foot in front of her. In her dazed state, she’d even been tempted to reach out her hand to grab it.
Alex did the same thing to her.
He made her heart beat somewhere outside her chest.
He unfastened the trouser button and pulled the zipper down. When he removed his pants, it seemed as if all the air in the room evaporated. She breathed in and her breath formed a vacuum. Everything was silent. No one else existed but them. His playfulness had disappeared and hers did too.
All Dana knew in that moment was want. It was forceful and demanding and she couldn’t have turned away even if she’d wanted to.
Zeus was about to reveal himself to the mortal.
Alex wore black boxer briefs. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband and slowly drew it down.
Slim hips gave way to powerful thighs and a needy, straining cock.
She licked her dry lips but it didn’t help. He was too beautiful. It almost hurt her eyes to look at him.
He stood still, hands at his sides, awaiting her instruction. When his fists clenched, she realized she might be staring too long.
With difficulty, Dana stood and walked around him. Every angle was perfect. His back was a mass of lean muscle. His butt was high and rounded. His calves would make a quarterback cry in envy.
All of a sudden, she felt a little less in control.
Once again sensing her discomfort, Alex looked over his shoulder at her. “Where would you like me?”
Dana glanced at his bed. Four short posts stood at the corners. “Lie down. On your back.”
He crawled on and lay down. His cock throbbed against his gut.
Dana walked over to his closet and chose four ties. “Spread your arms and legs.”
Hesitating only a moment, Alex obeyed. Dana took her time and tied his ankles and wrists to the posts, looping the fine fabric over his skin. The knots might not be worthy of a sailor, but they’d do the trick. If he tried, Alex could disentangle himself, but he lay supine. Despite a tightness around his mouth, he appeared to have accepted his fate.
