it placed against his chest. She felt the hard curve of his chest and let out a sigh as she looked up into his eyes again.
He put his fingers under her chin and ran then up to her lips and then off. He brought his hand to his nose and sniffed, smiling as he did so.
“You smell wonderful,” he said.
“The soap was amazing,” Amanda said. “Everything… is amazing.”
“Even the cameras?” Alexander asked with a wicked smile.
He pulled again and Amanda came closer, her body just inches away from his.
“Not sure how I feel about the cameras,” Amanda said. “And why do you even have them?”
“Being rich comes with a price, sweet Mandy. I’ve been ripped off and robbed more times than I care to think about. I have cameras in every room in this place because there’s something worth taking in every room in this place.”
Amanda opened her mouth, enticed by the idea of criminals trying to harm the great billionaire in any way at all. It was like meeting the rich action hero of a movie. Alexander didn’t feel like talking about it and made that point very clear when his hands went back to Amanda’s mouth, his fingers at her jaw. He pulled her face to his and their lips touched. It was a gentle touching, a fluttering touch, leaving Amanda breathing heavy on Alexander.
“Ah, yes,” he whispered with his eyes wide open. “I’ve missed you.”
His next kiss was lip to lip, and hard. When he pulled back their kiss made a sound.
Amanda wanted more.
“I missed your desire,” he spoke with a confidence that made Amanda’s body gush. Any thought of losing the urge after her orgasm in the shower was now shattered. She almost had a virginal feel in that moment, her body fresh, clean, and ready.
The next kiss was even better, with the tender feel of Alexander’s tongue as he ran it left to right on Amanda’s lips. It was as though they had never kissed before.
Amanda opened her mouth just a little to let out a breath and a much needed moan. Her eyes wanted to close and she wanted to fall into Alexander. She wanted him to spin her around, open the towel, and have her body. Now and forever.
But that wasn’t how Alexander Porter worked.
“Tell me,” Alexander whispered, “were you worried I wouldn’t show?”
Amanda blinked furiously, wanting to lie but she knew she wouldn’t be able to keep a straight face. Alexander had broken her down in ways she never thought possible.
She was his.
She would never lie.
“I started to worry,” she whispered.
Alexander released his grip on Amanda’s hand and put it to her soft hair.
“Never,” he said. “Never worry. Just listen, and enjoy.”
His fingers were deep in Amanda’s hair, the tips of his fingers almost rubbing at her scalp. He then curled his fingers with Amanda’s hair wrapped around them and forced her head back.
When her mouth fell open, Alexander put his lips to hers again and slid his tongue into her mouth.
Amanda returned the kiss with her own tongue, using it as her only real way of being aggressive with Alexander. Other than this he would be in control. They continued to kiss as his fingers moved down to the top of the towel. It hardly seemed fair that she stood in just a damp towel while Alexander wore a full suit, tie and all. For Amanda though the only fairness she needed she had. Alexander was here, and he was touching her.
With one quick pull, Alexander loosened the towel from Amanda’s body. It opened and fell around her, leaving her nude body exposed to him. He pulled back from their kiss and looked down to admire Amanda’s slender perfect body. He touched her breasts, cupping them, his thumbs flicking her nipples. He repeated the same moves that he had requested Amanda to do.
“That’s better, right?” Alexander asked.
“Of course,” Amanda said, adding a moan. “Of course.”
His left hand moved from Amanda’s breast down her