Wrong Room (Accidental Pleasures) by Geri Foster

stripped him of every weapon he owned and had used on many occasions.
    Just as he unlocked his door, the cell phone in his pocket went off. He answered and Lexi’s voice came from the speaker. “Hello, Jack.”
    “Lexi?”
    “I feel like a fool.”
    “I know that feeling.”
    “I want to see you.”
    “You saw me twenty minutes ago.”
    “I know, but I feel like you feel. I want there to be more between us.”
    “Lexi, I can’t play little games. I want you, I don’t want you, I cry, I feel bad, I’m afraid to love someone. That’s all too much for me.”
    Silence.
    He’d been too blunt, and he regretted it immediately.
    “I won’t waste any of your time,” she said.
    Jack tossed his keys on the table by the door. “Hold on. Don’t hang up.”
    More silence.
    “You still there?”
    “Yes.”
    “Okay, let’s talk, but not on the phone. If you don’t feel up to it today, let’s meet tomorrow.”
    “I feel up to it today, and I want to see you.” Her voice sounded weak, her words shaky.
    His heart sped up and hope blossomed inside his chest. But, she was a complicated lady. Talking didn’t mean crap. She might just want to explain things, and he wasn’t up to that.
    “Are you going to cry?”
    “Probably.”
    Aw, shit. He hated that, but he wanted to see her so bad he’d gladly take what he could. “Okay, where?”
    “I’ll meet you back at the lake house.”
    “Okay, I’ll turn around and see you there in about fifteen minutes.”
    He arrived to find her at the door, waiting for him. He got out of the car and walked over and pulled her against him in a strong hug. “If you’re here to let me know it’ll never work, let’s not even go inside.”
    She kept a tight hold on him, which gave him hope. When she released him, he looked at her swollen and red eyes. That touched a place in his heart no one had ever been near.
    He unlocked the door, and they walked inside. She sat on the couch and patted the spot beside her. The smile on her face encouraged him to be optimistic.
    She took his hand, and he put his arm around her. “I admit I’m not a good candidate for love. And I’ve always stayed on the safe side.” Her gaze traced his face. “I know loving you might not be safe.”
    He chuckled and squeezed her tighter. “Live a little for crying out loud.”
    After kicking off her sandals, she put her feet on the couch and leaned her legs toward his lap. Jack couldn’t help himself. Before he realized his actions, his hand gently stroked her warm thigh, his heart left out to dry. He wanted her so badly, the thought of being alone forever flashed through his mind.
    Not a happy image at all, but just how much had he come to care about Lexi? Did he love her? Unable to answer the question, he looked at her and wondered about their future together.
    “I’m not asking you to marry me. Not just yet,” he teased. Or was he? Marriage to Lexi didn’t sound so far off. Not like one would think, if they considered the two had barely met.
    “I’m glad you said, yet.” She kissed his mouth. “I’m also glad you’re thinking about marriage.”
    He rubbed her arm then cupped her chin. “Let’s go enjoy our weekend. We have time.”
    She smiled and nodded. Jack picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, lavishing her face with kisses every step.
    When he joined her on the bed, he quickly removed his clothing and slid beside her. He peeled off her top and shorts with the ease and finesse of a desperate man. She was naked in no time. “The sun’s out, and we’re not wearing clothes.”
    She smiled up at him and brushed back his hair. “I know. Isn’t it surprising how quickly we returned to our natural state?”
    She stroked his hard dick in perfect rhythm. Jack knew this wasn’t going to last long. But they had the weekend. He kissed her, and his tongue entered her velvetiness and coaxed hers to join him.
    When she let go, Jack slid down between her legs. “Mmm, you feel so good. I