to move my hips, roll them, do something to get that friction happening again, but he kept me pinned as his mouth devoured mine.
When he decided he’d had enough, he broke the kiss, lifted himself onto his hands, and started pounding into me—long strokes, nearly all the way out before driving back in. Where I wanted to prolong and savor every moment, apparently Alec had decided we’d waited long enough. He wasn’t holding back anymore.
I loved that he was giving in to it, but why did it always have to be a battle of wills with him? Why did it always give me a little thrill to challenge him? To be challenged by him? What the fuck was wrong with me?
But I didn’t have time to unpack that. Alec’s hips were chasing all thought from my mind as he drove in and out of me mercilessly.
He watched me with piercing blue eyes as he fucked me, taking in my flushed face and swollen lips, watching my breasts bounce in response to his movements, watching his cock disappear into me repeatedly. He couldn’t get enough.
I could feel another orgasm coming. The tingling heat spread from deep inside, and my core muscles clenched in preparation. I started making incoherent sounds between panting breaths, clawing at his shoulders, trying in vain to bring him closer.
He hissed as I accidentally drew blood with my nails, smearing the crimson over his shoulder. But he didn’t stop pounding into me, and I was too far gone to care.
When I closed my eyes and rolled my head back, he growled, “No,” and I snapped my eyes open again. “Look at me. I want to watch you come.”
“Oh, fuck.” His words were the final push that sent me toppling over the edge. I watched Alec watch me come apart under him, the orgasm crashing through me in waves.
He didn’t stop or even slow down, didn’t give me a moment to recover. He just kept up his merciless pace. I was hypersensitive to his every movement, every nerve ending on fire. His eyes raked up and down my body, and it wasn’t long before he found his own release.
With his gaze fixed on mine and his lips parted on an O, he groaned. The soft but guttural sound rumbled from his chest, and I had to admit, I understood why he’d insisted on watching me come. Watching him do the same—seeing him unravel on top of me in pure ecstasy—was mesmerizing.
He dropped to his elbows, and I locked my ankles behind his back, keeping him buried inside me as he caught his breath.
His hands threaded into my hair, much more gently this time. Nuzzling his nose against mine, he kissed me, then drew back just a fraction. I smiled, letting my happiness and satisfaction show—hoping he could see there wasn’t even a hint of regret.
He smiled back, a rare genuine smile that almost made his eyes sparkle. Happiness shone in his gaze too, and . . . love. He had that same look on his face as when he’d first declared his love to me.
To stop him from voicing it again, I tilted my head up and kissed him. I wasn’t ready to hear him say those words again. I wasn’t ready to say them back. Alec and I were moving forward in our own stunted, fucked-up way, but I couldn’t go that far yet.
He kissed me back, then pulled out and headed into the bathroom to clean up.
Fuck! I mouthed to the ceiling, running my hands through my hair. I went into the bathroom after he’d finished and rushed through my nighttime routine, petrified he’d be gone when I was done. But when I came back out, he was under the covers, staring at the window with one hand under his head.
I flicked off the bathroom light, casting the room into almost complete darkness. The curtains weren’t drawn, but rain still pattered outside, and there was no moonlight.
I crawled into the bed next to him, pleased to find he was still as naked as I was. He wrapped himself around me from behind, and I fell asleep in his arms.
The next morning I woke to the sound of birds chirping obnoxiously and bright sunlight streaming through my window. One of my arms was slung over Alec’s waist, and when I cracked my eyes open, I found myself staring at his tattooed back. But someone was pressed to my back too, sandwiching me between two muscled male bodies.