me to him and pumped his fingers in and out, deep and fast, his mouth sending gasping breaths over my neck.
I groaned and pressed my breasts against him, loving the pressure, the extra friction. The orgasm came fast and wild—as everything always did with Alec. It exploded out from his fingers, and I involuntarily rocked my hips.
My knees were weak as he finally let me lower to his lap. I rested my forehead on his shoulder and took a moment to catch my breath. One of his hands rested at my hip while the other stroked my back tenderly. But judging by the straining bulge in his pants, there was nothing too tender about his thoughts.
I sat up and kissed him softly, taking a deep, satisfied breath.
But I wasn’t done with him.
To break the kiss, I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth and bit down hard. He grunted in surprise, and his hand slapped my ass. The crack of his palm connecting with my flesh reverberated through the dark room.
I leaned back, surprised—half at the fact that he’d done it and half at the fact that I was kind of enjoying the warmth as the sting faded.
I didn’t let either of us overthink it though, quickly moving my hands to his fly.
His fingers wrapped around my wrist, and for a split second, my mind flashed back to that night in Tyler’s study when he’d rejected me, made me feel worthless. Uncertainty clawed at me, but I forced those thoughts away and met his gaze.
“Don’t,” I whispered and narrowed my eyes. My body still craved his. “Don’t try to bail again.”
He released my wrist and cupped my cheek, but his harsh words contrasted with his gentle touch. “Would you fucking relax? I’m just trying to get the condom out of my pocket before you tear my pants off.”
“Oh . . .” I bit my lip and waited for him to pull the foil packet out—then did exactly as he’d said. I ripped his pants and underwear off in one go and settled back over him. We were both completely naked now. Another surge of excitement coursed through me; we were even, and he wasn’t leaving.
“The guys told me you’re a contraceptive Nazi so . . .” His tone was teasing as he slid the condom down his perfect, erect cock.
“Well, excuse me for not wanting to catch some disease from one of you man-whores.” I shoved his shoulders, and he flopped down on the mattress with a crooked smirk.
“Ex-man-whores. None of us have been able to so much as fucking look at a woman since we touched you.”
Now probably wasn’t the best time to bring up Dana, so I went with a simple yet classic retort. “Fuck you, Alec.”
He rolled his eyes. “Would you stop talking about it and fucking do it already?” He held his erection by the base and moved it up and down, teasing me, spreading the wetness.
I reached down and covered his fingers with mine, stilling his movements, then started to lower myself onto him.
We both sighed in pleasure. When I was halfway down, enjoying every slow inch of this moment—the moment I’d been dreaming about for so long—he removed both our hands from between us and thrust his hips up mercilessly.
“Ah!” I cried out in surprise and pleasure, but outrage quickly followed. “Fucker!” I frowned at him. What a dick.
He just smiled his cruel smile, and despite myself, I smiled back. I couldn’t worry about that anymore—Alec was inside me, and it felt fucking amazing.
I started moving up and down in a slow rhythm, trying to draw this experience out as long as possible. I wanted to feel every inch of him as he moved inside me. I wanted to revel in his hands roaming my body. I wanted to commit every lascivious image to memory.
He lay back and let me have my way with him.
For about two minutes.
Then he sat up. With one hand gripping my ass and the other threaded in my hair, he flipped us over as if I weighed nothing. His hand in my hair tugged roughly, almost too painfully, yet it sent a jolt of desire straight to my core. My pussy tightened around him as I gasped. He pressed me into the mattress, still inside me, and kissed me. His hips remained perfectly still as his tongue explored my mouth, the kiss building and building in intensity until we were both breathing hard through our noses. I kept trying