He wanted to talk now?All she could think about was what they were going to do for the rest of the evening.
“Okay,” she said in a voice she didn’t recognize and chuckled, because there was nothing okay about working with Margo or having this conversation with him.“Nothing I can’t handle.”
“You still won’t tell me why she attacked you?”
What good would that do?He didn’t need to know that his list was somehow responsible for Margo’s insecurities.Jillian eased into her designated parking spot, switched off the engine, and shifted to face him.Her eyes went to his mouth as the sensual thoughts returned.She would never look at him the same again.
“She started a rumor about Chris, and I wasn’t letting her get away with it,” she said in an overly bright voice.“Did you meet her at Perris Valley Skydiving?”
Lex frowned.“I might have.Barbs introduced me to a few actresses, but there was nothing memorable about any of them.What’s your schedule like tomorrow?”
She didn’t want to talk about tomorrow.Her door was only a few feet away, damn it.Images of Lex kissing her, bending her over, tying her to the bed in new and exciting sexual positions flashed in her head.Damn.Her mind was turning into a pay-per-view X-rated channel when he was probably waiting for her to get the hell out of his car so he could drive home.She shook her head to dislodge the vivid sexual fantasies.
“I have two scenes in the morning, and that’s it.That is, if Margo doesn’t have another meltdown.”
“So you’ll be done by lunch?”
“I hope so.”
“Have lunch with me tomorrow.”
She’d agree to anything to make the conversation end.“Okay.”
He reached out and cupped her face.Finally.“I came home early to spend more time with you,” he said in a voice like melted chocolate.“I want tomorrow and the weekend.”
She grinned.“Yes.”Then what he’d said registered.“I can’t Friday.I’m helping my brothers with something until nine.”They usually rehearsed for hours before their performance.She could not miss the gig with her brothers, not even for him.“I’m not filming in the morning.The Vancouver filming is still up in the air, but if we’re going, we’ll probably leave on Sunday.We only have one more month of filming, then I’ll be all yours.”
“I like that.”He leaned in, a wicked gleam entering his eyes.Her entire body flushed, and she tried to backpedal.
“I mean I’ll be available for, uh, whatever you have planned for us.”
“Just like you said,all mine,” he whispered against her lips.
His warm breath against her lips sent a shiver up Jillian’s spine.“I haven’t signed another contract, though Chris mentioned a few.I plan on seeing what I can do while—”
His mouth cut her off, tongue thrusting inside to take possession of her senses.His hands gripped the back of her head as he anchored her to him and plundered her mouth.She couldn’t breathe, think, or move.Oxygen was overrated, and the mind was wasted at a time like this.Everything was primal.Basic.And he was an amazing kisser.She tore her lips from his.
“Inside,” she ordered.
She didn’t wait to see if he followed.He’d better.She was at the door, unlocking it when he pressed his hard body against hers, his erection heavy on her lower back.She wasn’t exactly short and wore heels, but he still dwarfed her.He pushed her hair out of the way, buried his face on her neck, his mouth and teeth on her skin as his hands cupped her breasts.
Those clever fingers teased her nipples.Jillian moaned, but she wasn’t turning into a puddle outside her door.The light in the parking lot was lit, which meant her neighbors were getting to view without paying.She pushed the door open and pulled him inside, where she’d left the foyer light on.His hungry eyes were locked on her.
“Jillian—”
“I don’t want to talk, Lex.Not unless you plan to tell me how much you want me.And how many times you plan to make me come tonight.”
He blinked at her, and his Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat.Jillian paused as uncertainty flickered.Had she gone too far?Did it matter?She refused to chicken out.She wanted Lex.Not tomorrow.Not next month.Right now.
She wasn’t going to pretend to be something she was not either.She could clean up and act like a lady when need be, but in the privacy of her home, she stayed true to herself.She didn’t need to impress him.Theirs was a temporary arrangement.Even the sex might only last a few months before it got old.She’d seen enough trophy wives and marriages of conveniences in Hollywood to know the script.He’d go back to his favorite pastime—making more money—while she found a pool boy or a tennis instructor to relieve her of her boredom.
“Any objection?”she asked, starting to unbutton her shirt.
A smile curled his lips.“Not a single objection.I plan to fuck you hard and fast, then slow and gentle.The sky is the limit on orgasms.”
Jillian grinned.She walked backward, appreciating the image he made striding toward her as he toed off his shoes and yanked the tails of his shirt from his pants.She caught a glimpse of hard abs and dark hair disappearing under his pants and her breath caught.She couldn’t wait to feast on him.
She pulled off her shirt and turned to enter her bedroom with him right behind her.The decor she’d chosen for her house was contemporary—from black and white living room furniture and abstract paintings to the ultramodern kitchen.But her bedroom was her queen-dom.It was romantic and sensual.From the gold Indian silk duvet cover and the satin sheets under it to the dozen colorful, fluffy pillows propped along the headboard.The translucent white window covers threaded with gold matched the chenille rug by the fireplace.LED candles and the scent of freshly cut roses created the final touch.
