ALEX by Kate Tilney

ALEX by Kate Tilney

Author:Kate Tilney [Tilney, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kate Tilney
Published: 2020-02-19T06:00:00+00:00


Alex

I wake to an empty bed the next morning. Even after spending several hours lingering over each other’s bodies, it seems Nikki is forever a baker who wakes with the sun. Growing up, I was always the earliest riser of my family. That habit suits me well in the military. It seems, I have competition.

Stretching, I grin at that thought and slide out of the bed. I pull on a fresh pair of briefs and dig out some clothes. Now that the wedding is over, and the social obligations are done, I tug on a pair of jeans and a button up shirt—just to appease my father in case I run into him today.

There is only one person I want to run into—and around with—today. I have a pretty good idea where she is right now.

Nikki and her crew have nearly finished cleaning the kitchen when I arrive. I stand at the doorway, unnoticed, watching the way she moves about. In total command of the room and everyone in it, she is somehow everywhere at once. Helping to wash the last of the dishes, freezing the top layer of the wedding cake, showing an assistant the best way to arrange a plate of pastries. She does it all so effortlessly, yet methodically.

It reminds me of the way she was in bed last night.

The memory of those hands on me—of her taste—makes me hard.

Almost as if she senses me and my thoughts, Nikki’s gaze meets mine. Her cheeks flush an appealing shade of pink.

“Hey, everyone,” she calls out, bringing the room to a standstill. “You can take a fifteen minute break.”

I arch my eyebrow.

“Make that twenty minutes.”

I smirk, and her cheeks darken even more. “Let’s just call it a solid thirty.”

If anyone wonders why they’re being given a break when they’re so close to finishing, they don’t say it. They’re all either too polite, or too well trained, to question their boss.

Once we’re alone, I stride toward her, where she’s still gripping a dish towel between her hands.

“Good morning,” I say, placing my hands on either side of her on the counter.

She swallows. “Good morning.”

“I missed you when I woke up.”

“I had work to do.”

“So I see.”

“It still needs finishing.”

“It can wait until I’ve kissed you good morning.”

She drops the towel and pulls me toward her as my hands grab hold of her hips. Our mouths collide, and then our tongues as our hands rove over each other’s bodies.

My mouth moves to her neck, sucking and nibbling as my fingers move to unbutton her white chef’s coat. My lips follow where my fingers have been. Stroking, urging, teasing. When I’ve reached the last button, I push the coat off of her shoulders and reach for the back of her bra. Once her large, full breasts are freed, my mouth covers one of her nipples.

She gasps out, her hands gripping my neck. Urging me on. My fingers slip to the button of her jeans, pushing them to the floor along with her panties.



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