“I’m going to come, babe,” he said, unable to control the thrust of his hips as she sucked him fully into her mouth. “God, you’re going to make me come.”
He gave her the option of pulling back, but she grasped his shaft and took him deep. Unable to hold back, he held her head and let go, bursting into her mouth as what felt like gallons of come erupted from him, making him shudder and yell out as he came.
He was shaking as he released, and Alicia took everything from him until he collapsed forward, fisting her hair and holding on to her for what seemed like his goddamn life.
She laid her head on his thigh and let him recover. When he could form words, all he could say was, “Christ, that was good.”
She tilted her head upward and licked her lips. It made his dick twitch. Damn, she made him insatiable.
“You’re killing me, Alicia.”
“So, you’re saying you don’t want to lift weights now?”
He laughed. “Uh, no. But I’d love a glass of ice water.”
She got up. “Me, too. I’ll go get us one. You should get dressed.”
Before she could get away, he grasped her wrist and pulled her into his lap for a deep kiss. “Thank you.”
“It was my pleasure.”
“Oh, your pleasure is coming.”
She grinned. “I’m counting on it.”
While he pulled his clothes back together, Alicia came back with two glasses of water and handed him one. He drank it down in about three greedy gulps while she sipped hers.
“You really do need to do a workout, you know,” she said.
“I know. I just need a minute to catch my breath. And I don’t know, maybe a snack. You depleted all my stores with that blow job.”
She snorted. “Toughen up. We’re working on your stamina, stud.”
“I think you’re trying to kill me.”
But she did relent, and they had a snack, then went to work on his therapy. He had to admit, therapy was a lot more fun after sex, though his cock kept twitching while he fantasized about all the different ways he’d like to have Alicia in the workout room. She noticed, too, shooting a glance at his crotch and lifting her gaze back to his.
“Exercising with a hard-on doesn’t get your blood flowing to the right muscles. I need it in your shoulder—not your cock.”
He shrugged as he worked the pulleys. “I can’t help it. I keep thinking about bending you over the bench. Or throwing you down on the futon and fucking you.”
She gave him a glare, but it was only a halfhearted one. “Well, stop it. We’re in work mode now. We can have sex later.”
“Is this a work-reward kind of thing?”
“Will it make you stop thinking of sex if I say yes?”
“Maybe. It would help if I could have a little tease right now.” He walked away from the pulleys and toward her. Alicia backed away.
“No, Garrett. Work now.”
He advanced on her. “Just a little play. Then back to work.”
She laughed as he pressed her up against the wall. “I’m serious.”
“Oh, so am I. Dead serious about getting my hands down your pants and—”
“So, is this a new form of therapy?”
Garrett turned in a hurry, his throbbing erection dying as he faced the one person he really didn’t want to see right now.
His agent—Victoria Baldwin.
TWENTY
ALICIA WANTED TO DIE RIGHT ON THE SPOT. THE WOMAN that had come in and interrupted them was gorgeous and smartly dressed in a business suit, her brown, chin-length hair perfectly coiffed. Alicia felt at a distinct disadvantage, especially being caught by surprise.
“Victoria,” Garrett said, obviously not shocked at all that someone had come into the house unannounced. But he did take several steps away from Alicia. “Ever think of ringing the doorbell?”
Victoria gave them a wry smile. “I did ring the doorbell. No one answered. I saw the car and figured you might be at the beach, so I came around back. Your slider was open, so I came on in. I didn’t know you were—uh—occupied in other ways.” She slanted that smile Alicia’s way.
Alicia’s face flamed with mortification. She had no idea who this Victoria was, but obviously, it was someone Garrett knew well.
“Well, since you’re here—” He turned. “Alicia Riley, this is my agent, Victoria Baldwin. Alicia is my physical therapist. She works for the Rivers.”
Victoria walked over, her hand extended. “Very nice to meet you, Alicia.”
Oh. His agent. Great. Just freaking great. The last person she wanted to catch Garrett and her nearly having sex in the workout room. She was doomed. “Nice to meet you, too, Victoria. Would you like something to drink?”
Victoria waved her hand. “Don’t go to any trouble. I just popped in to check on Garrett’s progress. I had no idea I was interrupting something else.”
Alicia heated all the way down to her toes. She wanted to disappear into the floor. “It’s no trouble. And you weren’t interrupting anything. I’ll go fix us some iced tea.”