British Black Sheep - Lauren Smith Page 0,19

climbed into her side of the bed, he turned off the overhead light. Except for the dim light from the small lamp on the nightstand, darkness surrounded them. With a quick crank of the little switch on the lamp by his strong hands, that light died as well. It was nearly pitch black and incredibly quiet. All she heard was the wind whistling against the pair of windows opposite the bed.

Brie trembled, a chill filling her as she remembered the moment the plane had crashed in that field. Only now, in her mind, nothing was left but cold, snow-covered corpses. Fresh panic flared inside her and she let out a shaky sigh.

Alec rolled over to face her. “What’s wrong?” His features were shadowy, like a dark prince from a realm of dreams.

“Sorry.” She felt ridiculous for letting what hadn’t happened upset her. “I’m just still…freaked out. I keep seeing us crash over and over.”

Alec pressed closer. The heat of his body seeped into hers. When he draped a large arm over her, she couldn’t deny how much she liked the feeling of him holding her. This intimacy was one of the things she missed about marriage. So much time had passed since she let herself feel like this. Would it really be so bad to let this man hold her and make her feel protected, even just for a night?

“You don’t need to be afraid. You’re safe tonight, all right?” His tone was soft and soothing.

She gently pressed her palm against his cheek. A faint scruff met her skin. He must have showered early, because a beard was already coming in. That barely-there beard on a man’s face always got to her in the best way. Their gazes met as he slowly turned to kiss her palm. A pang of arousal hit her so hard she had to clamp her thighs together.

And just like that they both knew what could happen…what they both wanted to happen. Fire raced between them as he kissed the inside of her wrist. Now was the time to stop, to put a stop to this, but she didn’t want to.

“Alec,” she spoke his name in a whisper. “If we do this, it’s a one-time thing, right? I’m not looking for a relationship.”

“Neither am I,” he murmured. “But I think we both need this.”

“Okay.” She leaned in, but a new reality crashed down on her. “Shit. Do you have a condom?”

“Fuck. No, I don’t usually carry them.”

He started to pull away, but she curled an arm around the back of his neck. “I have an IUD and I’m clean.”

Alec blew out a soft breath. “I’m clean as well. Last checkup was a month ago and I haven’t had sex since then.”

“So…we’re good?” She was done with talking, done worrying. She just needed him.

“We’re good.” He rolled over, pressing her into the soft mattress. It creaked slightly as his weight settled. She’d forgotten how good it felt to have a hard-male body on top of her like this. His warm lips coasted down her neck in light playful caresses.

Alec pinned her palms on either side of her head as he kissed her, taking his time to settle between her thighs. She wore only a pair of panties under polka dot pink and black silk boxers with a button up nightshirt, but the way he was kissing her, she felt naked… Naked and desperate for what the hard length of him promised.

The lust she’d been fighting to ignore ever since they’d met was fast becoming a devouring obsession. Even the simple act of him kissing her while gently restraining her was thrilling beyond words. She was wet and aching by the time he flicked his tongue against hers and released her wrists. He slid down her body, pulling her shorts and panties off before tossing them out of reach.

“Unbutton your shirt.” His voice gruff and sexy, but the command was quiet so as not to wake their host downstairs.

She frantically pulled at the buttons, her chest heaving with excitement as she parted the shirt. He nudged her legs apart and kissed his way up one of her calves before reaching her mound.

“Touch yourself while I taste you,” he order.

Brie reached for one breast. Her face flooded with heat as she rolled her nipple. The second his warm breath fanned over her sensitive mound she whimpered with desperate desire. When he licked her slit, she almost screamed at the explosion of sensations.

“Oh, my Go—”

Alec covered her mouth with one