British Black Sheep - Lauren Smith Page 0,20

of his hands and kissed a path back up her body.

“You have to be quiet, or else I can’t do terribly bad, wicked things to you. Nod if you understand,”

She nodded. Boy, did she nod.

“Good girl,” he said and moved his hand from her lips.

She could see the shadowy outline of his smirk from the sliver of moonlight coming in from the windows. He bent his head to nuzzle her chest and sucked the tip of one of her nipples into his mouth. He tugged on the peak until she was biting her lip and squirming. Taking that as a sign, he moved back down between her legs, only this time she was ready when he flicked his tongue against her wet folds. She swallowed the cry of excitement that tried to escape as he devoured her. Her legs were shaking violently as her climax came closer, so close she could feel it just out of her reach.

He slid up her body, his muscled form slipping between her parted legs and used one hand to position himself before he eased inside of her.

“Fuck, you’re so tight…” he groaned. “Almost too tight…” He claimed her, inch by inch, until he was so deep that their hips collided. The feeling of fullness, almost to the point of discomfort, was overwhelming.

In the last few years, she’d forgotten what it felt like to belong to someone else in the dark, where shadows hid all but one’s passions. Alec made love slow and hard, owning her with every deep thrust. He braced his forearms on either side of her head, trapping her with his strength. He obliterated every last bit of fear from the crash with his devastating lips, hot enough to burn the world down. Lips that made her remember fleetingly how she’d once felt before and had foolishly mistaken those feelings for love. She knew better now. This was raw, animal lust and physical satisfaction, nothing more. But she fully intended to enjoy it as such.

When her climax hit, she welcomed the glittering stardust against the backs of her eyelids. She clung to Alec, her nails scraping his shoulders as his pleasure continued to roll in endless tidal waves while he thrust inside her a dozen more times, harder and faster until he filled her womb. He gasped against her neck and his muscles relaxed as he eased down over her.

A sudden sense of loss made her cling to him even harder. It was over. He seemed to sense her thoughts, just like he had on the plane.

“I’m not going anywhere tonight,” he murmured in her ear. “I’m yours.” It was as though he’d known exactly what she’d needed to hear most, and more importantly, meant it.

She relaxed beneath him, allowing her hold on his shoulder to loosen. He eased out of her and repositioned himself to lay beside her. After he lifted the blankets around them, he pulled her into the curve of his body, spooning her into a perfect position. She held onto his arm around her waist, but the exhaustion won out and her eyes drifted shut.

5

Dawn broke through the windows, the sun reflecting off the heavy dusting of snow that had gathered in the corners of the windowpanes. Alec squinted against the light and shifted in bed. For moment he forgot where he was before it all came back in violent flashes.

The crash, the cold, the snowy village, Brie crying at the bathroom door.

She’d looked so young, so vulnerable and raw. The sight of her like that had nearly ripped his heart out. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her or take advantage of her. But when she’d touched him with a trembling hand, it had shattered his control.

Yet he didn’t regret one bloody second of it. It had been one of the best nights he’d ever had, and he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

She needed me, and I needed her. We both needed to feel alive after what we’d been through.

Yet a small little voice in the back of his mind whispered that what happened wasn’t just some affirmation of life, but maybe something more. Still, he had no time to date, and she’d been adamant last night that the last thing she wanted was a relationship. Today they would go their separate ways and never see each other again. Until then…

Alec rolled over to curl his body around hers. She was soft and naked, like him; the way