what?” Alec brushed the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip.
“Had a casual hookup.”
“I’ve had a few in my day.” His admission filled her with mix of jealousy and curiosity.
“Okay, so how do we do this? You’ll have to walk me through it.” She was almost rambling now, but God, she was nervous. They had already slept together but this was different. She had no plane crash adrenaline to deal with now and they were going into this situation with their eyes wide open, not like their first spontaneous hook up.
Alec leaned in. “We do it however you like,” he whispered just before he kissed her. His lips explored her mouth. “We can take all night, or we can do it hard and fast…maybe even both. Whatever you desire.”
“Slow is good.” Brie closed her eyes as he kissed her again. He wove his fingers through her hair and sighed as though it gave him pleasure. Alec’s mouth on hers told her how much he wanted her. She remembered how good it felt to be wanted, to be desired. He broke the kiss to nibble playfully at her bottom lip.
“I want to strip you naked and fuck you on the bed,” he said in a low and deliciously dark tone.
Brie trembled as she reached for the buttons of her top. “Okay…”
“Allow me.” He took his time, his fingers slowly sliding the buttons through the slits. When he finished, he parted her nightshirt and his hands curled in the fabric of her collar. He gazed down at her exposed breasts.
“Christ, you’re perfect.” He peeled the shirt off her and let it drop to the ground before he cupped one breast, filling his palm and rolling the nipple with this thumb. The passion she’d attributed to the adrenaline from the crash the previous night was still there. In fact, it was stronger than ever. Alec’s lips curved in an indulgent smile as he slid one hand between the waistband of her shorts and panties to cup her mound.
“Oh, God.” She clutched his shoulders when he slid a finger inside her.
“I’ve had so many fantasies of doing this to you, darling,” he said as he leaned in to kiss her neck.
“Me too,” Brie was dazed with arousal and couldn’t resist teasing him. “I’ve had fantasies…like on the plane.”
“What kind?” Alec’s lips whispered against her skin.
“Before the crash I dreamed you bent me over in the airplane bathroom and touched me like you did just now.”
He groaned and his hand down her shorts stilled for a moment. “You’re going to bloody kill me, you know that?”
“Want to act it out?” Brie had never been like this, even with Preston, but something about Alec made her want to let her guard down. Maybe it was because he’d seen her at her weakest and most vulnerable because of the plane crash, but he still wanted her.
“I would love that.” Alec flicked his tongue along the shell of her ear and a zing of pleasure went straight to her womb.
“Tell me how it starts,” he said in that deep voice with that accent which made her instantly wet.
“I was facing away from you.” She turned in his arms to face the bed. “And I put my hands on the counter when you put your finger inside me.”
Alec moved behind her with his hand between her legs to thrust a finger into her waiting wetness. She gasped, clenching tight as sensations exploded through her.
His other hand gripped her hip possessively. “Then what?”
“You pulled my jeans down and took me from behind.”
He groaned again, the sound half pleasure, half tortured. “Yes. I would definitely do that.” He put his hand on her back, pushing her down over the edge of the bed. Then he tugged her bottoms and panties down to her knees. Brie’s breasts rubbed against the bed comforter with delicious friction as she wiggled her bottom in invitation. He unzipped his jeans and she closed her eyes as his cock nudged at her entrance. This was the most exciting thing she’d done in years.
“You ready for me?” Alec asked.
“Uh huh.”
He thrust hard, filling her so fast she cried out. It was like last night, only better. She rubbed her face against the comforter and fisted her hands into the soft fabric. Alec rode her slow and hard, each movement bringing them closer to that singular powerful connection. As they moved together, their panting breaths and the creaking of the bed were the only sounds in the room.
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