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She read a brief article about a new hotel he was building in London. Found a few pictures of him standing in front of various hotel projects.

Still sexy as hell, thought Caprice, looking at his picture.

Caprice sat at her desk, staring at a picture of Alex. She could feel the panic nipping at her heels, trying to take her down. She got up, found her packet of cigarettes, lit one.

What possible connection did Sergio have with Alex McCall? she thought, baffled.

There’s only one person with the answer. I have to see him. I have to make contact with Alex – for my own protection.

Caprice hurriedly went to her bedroom, grabbed her Louis Vuitton suitcase and started packing. She didn’t know how long she would be gone – hell, she didn’t know if she would ever return. All she could think about was getting back to London. She had the phone number and address to McCall Enterprises. Once she arrived to London, she would check into a hotel – something small, simple, and off the radar. Then she would call Alex.

Caprice left without a second thought.

Chapter 34

“Let’s do it,” I say, leaning back in the tub. I sprinkle some bath salts into the water, the delicate lavender scent wafting through the bathroom.

“Again? You’ve already worn me out,” Alex replies, ginning. “But, I suppose we could have another go.” He leans down to kiss me, looking so sexy in a pair of faded blue jeans and nothing else.

“That’s not what I meant, but yeah, we’ll get to that later,” I say, playfully splashing water. Alex laughs, his beautiful blue eyes twinkling.

We’re at my flat, spending the evening together after a busy day at work. The Cosmo Hotel was getting closer to opening, the excitement and anticipation growing each day.

“I’ve been thinking about your plan.” I pause briefly, turning to face to Alex. “After the hotel opens, let’s do it. Let’s get away together for awhile, back to the country. Just you and me.” I look at him expectantly, hoping he still wants to do this.

Alex gazes at me softly, pulling his chair closer to the bath tub. “Are you sure? There’s no pressure.”

“I’m sure. Absolutely, without a doubt sure.” I raise myself up out of the water, just a little, enough to kiss his lips. Those sexy lips that, no matter how much I kiss, I’ll never get enough of.

Alex nods, a look of quiet contentment on his face. “I’m sure, too. Very sure.” He takes the sponge, washes my back, the warm soapy water running down my spine.

“I’ll call Wilson and let him know we’ll be returning in two weeks,” Alex says, helping me out of the tub, handing me a white fluffy towel.

“Okay, that sounds good.” I smile while I towel dry off, realizing this is the happiest I’ve ever been in my life. “Now, what did you say earlier about having another go?” I ask, raising my eyebrows seductively.

“Did I say that?” Alex responds in mock innocence. “I don’t recall ever saying anything about that.” He grins wickedly, making me weak in the knees.

“I do believe you did, Mr. McCall,” I say, letting my towel drop to the floor.

“Mmm…….perhaps you could help me remember, Miss Harris,” he says, leaning down, kissing my neck. He brings me closer to him, his bare chest warm against mine.

“I would be glad to assist you,” my voice husky with desire.

We make our way to my bed, kissing, nibbling each other along the way.

“I want you on top,” I whisper.

I grasp his manhood, pulling him closer. Slowly, I begin stroking him, his skin so smooth, pulled taunt over his hardness. I move my hand faster, up and down, jerking him off. Alex closes his eyes, dropping his head down. A moan escapes his lips.

“God, Katherine, you make me so hard,” he says, groaning. “I want inside you…..” He squeezes his eyes shut, his tongue running over his lips. “You keep doing that, I won’t last.”

I’m so turned on now, I can’t hold back any longer. “Fuck me, then.”

Alex opens his eyes halfway, full of animal lust. Without a word, he guides himself into me, teasingly, circling around my opening.

“Ahhh……..that feels so good,” I moan with delight. He pushes the tip of his cock inside me, staying there for a moment. I buck my hips against him, desperately trying to take more of his cock.

Alex looks down at me with lustful eyes. “What do you want?”


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