Free Breaking All the Rules by Aliyah Burke

after.”
    He circled her, not touching her once and her entire body gravitated toward him, she couldn’t help it.
    “Your family was there.”
    If my heart pounds any harder it’s going to punch through my ribs and fall to the floor at his feet.
    “ You weren’t.”
    “I was working.” Okay, that sounded lame to even her ears.
    “Come on.”
    “Come on?”
    “Yes, you’re driving me home.”
    She shook her head, unsure she had actually followed the conversation correctly. “I’m sorry, I’m doing what?”
    “Taking me home.”
    “Why exactly am I doing that?”
    His gaze speared her to the floor. “Because when you do I’m going to touch you. And once I start, I’m not going to stop. It can happen here if you want, either way works for me. But if you don’t want my family hearing you scream my name as I fuck you until you can’t walk, then you’ll drive me home. I don’t have much more control to not touch you, Alyse. Here or there. Your decision.”
    She gulped. She’d asked and he’d answered. It didn’t help that she grew wet and needy at his explanation. “There,” she muttered.
    “Get your things. You won’t need to stay here anymore.” He leaned close and his breath fanned along the side of her neck. “Although I’m pleased Mom put you in my room. I love you in my bed.”
    She strode to the door, grabbing her bag and jacket on the way. In the living room stood the rest of the Wilder clan. Seated and standing in various places about the room. The one thing in common was the amused look on their faces.
    Wild didn’t slow, he shot her a look and strode to the door.
    “I guess I’m taking him—”
    “They know, Alyse. Just like they know you’re off the clock for the next week.”
    She offered a small smile and went after him. Outside she watched him make his way to her vehicle, which she unlocked and started before they got there. Once they were inside, she slanted her eyes to him. “You know I’ll never be able to look at them in the face again.”
    “Drive.”
    She did and he gave her directions to his house. Although the when and where to turn completed the words between them on the drive, she felt his gaze on her the entire trip. The closer they got, the deeper his voice grew. She kept her eyes on the road and did her best to remain calm.
    “Here,” he rasped. “Turn here.”
    Damn! His house was gorgeous. Smoke poured from his chimney as well. Had he been home? Why wasn’t he driving himself then? “Where do you want me to park?”
    “Garage.” He held up a device she’d not known he had. One of the doors rose as she approached and she parked next to his Audi.
    He was out before she was as the outer door lowered and she followed him inside. Wild grabbed her the moment she was fully in his house, his lips covering hers. She closed her eyes, not willing to fight with him on the not mixing business with pleasure right now. All she knew was she needed him. And from the feel of things, his thoughts ran concurrent to hers. Winding her arms around his neck, she poured every last bit of her feelings into her response.
    Wild’s hands shoved off her jacket even as he continued to plunder her mouth. Frantic, she did what she could to assist him along. This night was about them. Ramifications could come later.
     
    ***
     
    Wild stepped from the shower and wrapped the towel he reached for around his waist. He paused for a moment, his thoughts drifting back to their night in Belize and how she had vanished while he showered. Sneaking a look through the door, he smiled when he saw her sprawled out on his king-sized bed.
    Alyse lay on her stomach, head partially buried beneath the pillow. One hand under it with her and the other along her side. The cream sheet sat bunched up along the small of her back and her dark skin, a vivid contrast. A stunning contrast.
    He toweled off his head and hung it on the rack before he left the steamy room. His woman hadn’t moved. Yes, she was his.