Promises After Dark (After Dark #3) Read Online Free Page B

hand opened three of the buttons on his white shirt.
    Her suit jacket was lying on her bed, and he could hear the shower running behind the closed door of her en-suite bathroom. He kicked off his shoes, unbuttoning his fine linen shirt the rest of the way to push it off and fling it carelessly on the bed, followed by his T-shirt. He quickly unzipped his dress slacks and pushed them with his boxer briefs down and to the floor. He used his feet to pull the expensive slacks free of his legs then left them discarded on the floor with his socks. He walked to the bathroom completely nude.
    When Alex slowly opened the door, the steam flowed out around him like a cloud and heat from the room rushed over his skin. Angel’s bathroom was large and decorated in soft shades of coral, sand, and cream, with a big whirlpool tub in one corner and a glass-enclosed walk-in shower along the wall opposite the vanity. The air smelled of her shampoo and perfume, and though the door and walls of the shower were fogged over; the delicious outline of Angel’s curves and the curtain of long dark hair down her back were clearly visible. She was humming softly, her iPod docked in the device built into the wall.
    He smiled to himself. Angel raised her hands to her hair, her breasts lifting as she did so, only enticed him further. Her eyes were closed as she moved to rinse the long dark strands free of shampoo. Alex’s cock was already swollen erect and had been since he’d made the decision to join her in the shower. His eyes roamed further down her womanly form, knowing that, as always, her skin would be smooth and free of hair. Even as the fire of desire surged and more blood pushed painfully into his erection, his mind briefly wondered if it was a man or woman entrusted with the intimate task of waxing Angel’s body. Jealousy tugged at him as he envisioned another man having such open access to her intimate secrets. He decided that was a question he would be posing to her very soon.
    It would be exciting to sneak into the shower with her, but it would scare the shit out of her, and that was the last thing he wanted. He moved closer and kept his voice low.
    “There’s something in there I want.”
    Angel turned, surprised and wiped at the steam on the glass, her expression softened as their eyes met and held. She smiled softly; so alluring and tempting, Alex almost licked his lips. Her eyes pulled from his and ran down the length of his body as he opened the stall door.
    “Wow, that was fast. I thought you were going to the gym,” she murmured when her gaze landed on his erection, “and that your dick hurt.” A short giggle burst from her chest until she quelled it to a sly smirk when he pulled her roughly against him.
    “I want you more than the gym. Yes, it hurts, but in a different way,” he said honestly, his eyes intense and locked with hers.
    As soon as the glass door closed behind him, it took Alex mere seconds to slide his arms around Angel. He turned, lifting her against the ceramic tile in the corner with one smooth movement, the water flowing behind him, her face now level with his. The multiple showerheads were a luxury and rained from every direction. Angel’s legs automatically wrapped around his waist, her fingers curled into the muscles of his shoulder, and then slid into the hair at his nape as it was quickly saturated. Alex slid his palms down her body as they both stared into the other’s eyes for a brief moment.
    “Are you sore, sweetheart?” he asked.
    She stared at his mouth mesmerized, as liquid heat rushed through her lower body, making it begin to hum with need. “Even if you were going to split me open, I’d still want you.”
    His heart thundered within his chest. “It’s sometimes too much. I love—” It seemed the most natural thing to tell her that he loved her. The words, now said, wanted to tumble forth, and this wasn’t the first time he’d stopped himself from repeating them. Alex reminded