Chapter 11

Alana’s POV. I gazed up at him, a fiery desire flickering in his stunning eyes. His hands rested firmly on my hips, drawing me closer to him. Instinctively, my hands landed on his chiseled abs, seeking stability. It was like touching fire, yet I couldn't resist the temptation. Instead of moving my hands away, they slowly trailed upward, taking in the sculpted contours of his chest. My fingers finally found their place, locking behind his neck. Alec's head tilted slightly, granting me the perfect opportunity, and yet, I hesitated, hoping he would take the lead. The anticipation built as his hot breath brushed against my lips. My eyes fluttered shut, and with determination, I leaned forward, rising onto my tiptoes, eager to bridge the gap between our lips. As our mouths barely brushed against each other, Alec's strong hands encircled my waist, deepening the kiss with an intensity that left me breathless. I clung to his shoulders, overwhelmed by the electrifying sensations coursing through my body. His large hands traversed my back, sending delicious shivers down my spine. Heat flooded my senses as his skilled fingers traced a path over my curves, eventually landing on my derrière. With a swift motion, Alec lifted me, pinning my body against the wall. A soft moan escaped my lips as my back met the cool surface, and Alec's tongue slipped past my parted lips. Our tongues danced in a passionate tango, exploring every nook and cranny of each other's mouths. It was like savoring the most delectable treat after a long period of hunger, and I couldn't get enough of his taste of whipped cream and hot chocolate. The world around us faded into oblivion as we continued to lose ourselves in this electrifying kiss, two souls entwined in a vortex of desire and longing. My fingertips trailed tantalizingly down his muscular back, tracing every sinew beneath my touch. Alec held me firmly against the wall with just his weight, his skillful hand embarking on an exhilarating journey up my thigh, while the other cradled my face, guiding me through our passionate kiss. A sharp gasp escaped my lips as I pressed forward, grinding against him, and was met with the sensation of his hardened cock. The flimsy fabric of our swimwear was the only barrier between us, and it felt like an enticing invitation to explore further. The weight of my accumulated stress bore down on me, and I realized that Alec could offer me relief, a release from the burdens I'd carried throughout the wedding planning, the unexpected change of grooms, and the relentless pressure to protect my reputation. Alec parted from our heated kiss, leaving my lips tingling as he traversed a slow path down my jawline, his stubble igniting a pleasurable sensation in its wake. He continued his descent, his lips brushing along my neck, leaving soft, tantalizing kisses in their wake. A soft moan escaped my lips as he zeroed in on my sweet spot, and I inhaled deeply, tilting my head back and tangling my fingers in his hair, savoring the silky texture. Just as I anticipated his journey further down, Alec pulled away, gently lowering me back to my feet. Confusion creased my brow as he adjusted the straps of my bikini, his hands then tenderly sweeping aside the short strands of my hair. He casually strolled over to pick up his hot chocolate, and I watched him, still breathless and heart-pounding from our intense encounter. "Where are you going?" I inquired, resting my hand on my hip, my body still aflame with desire. "Hm? Oh, me? I'm heading to the hot tub, just like we planned," Alec replied nonchalantly, bringing the mug to his lips. "You're still joining, aren't you?" "But?" I furrowed my brow, glancing down at the subtle bulge in his swimming shorts. He tugged down on his pants slightly, adjusting himself, but I had already glimpsed the undeniable evidence. "I meant every word I said on our wedding day, Alana," Alec stated confidently as he strolled away. I initially frowned in response, but then the memory of his suggestive words about me begging him for him on our wedding night flashed through my mind. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the audacity of his insinuation. As if I'd ever let that scenario unfold. I’m a Jordan, we don’t beg. If something’s impossible to get, we find a way around it. I grabbed my mug of hot chocolate, a fluffy towel, and my phone, then made my way to the bubbling hot tub. Alec was already lounging in the water, his hot chocolate resting nearby, and a thriller or perhaps a mystery novel in his hand. I couldn't help but glance at the title, trying to discern the genre. I set my towel and phone on a nearby chair, then eased myself into the warm, soothing water. As I sipped my hot chocolate, I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, soaking in the peaceful ambiance. The sounds of nature, the gentle bubbling of the hot tub, and Alec quietly turning the pages of his book created a tranquil atmosphere that was hard to resist. My serenity was briefly interrupted when I felt Alec's foot lightly brushing against mine. I shifted slightly, and he immediately apologized and adjusted his position. I nodded in acknowledgment and took the last sip of my hot chocolate. Just then, my phone began to ring with my dad's caller ID displayed on the screen. Due to my wet fingers, I accidentally tapped the speakerphone button. "Alana, you're a genius," my dad's voice rang out. "Arranging for Daniel to show up there and pulling off that stunt with Alec – the media is starting to doubt every negative thing he's saying about you!" I appreciated the praise, but I felt compelled to set the record straight. "It was actually all Alec's doing…" "We made a wise decision with him," my dad continued, unaware of Alec's involvement. "Trust me, Alana, you'll come to appreciate this." I’m pretty sure the smirk on Alec’s face would stay there for years along with his head that grew three times its normal size. “Tell him, if he’s looking for a new job I’d be more than happy to give him one,” Dad added. “That won’t be necessary, but thank you for the kind offer sir,” Alec replied, surprising me. What job could he have that was worth passing a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Many would kill to work for my father! I think the time has come to ask him what he’s getting from this. After wrapping up the call with my dad, I turned to Alec. "We should talk."