Chapter 17
SEVENTEEN
TALLY
I allowed Alec to lead me away from the beach and through the resort to our private room without making a fuss.
I knew I should stay for more of the celebrations, but I just couldn’t handle that right now, and despite my tumultuous emotions and my fear of what Thad might do next, I was more than willing to let him distract me.
He swiped his key card, ushered me in, and immediately went to close the curtains. I flicked the light on, grateful the window was ajar, and a gentle breeze stirred the air, because otherwise, it might be overly warm.
“Do you want a massage?” Alec asked. “Or I could get you a drink out of the minibar?”
I frowned. “What happened to stripping me out of my dress?”
He hesitated, toying with the buttons of his shirt. “Thad is an asshole, and he upset you. I wasn’t thinking properly when I said that. I’m sure you’re not in the mood after dealing with him.”
“It’s weird, but I kind of am.” My cheeks must have been burning, so I ducked my head to hide my embarrassment.
He was right. I really shouldn’t want sex right now.
But his protectiveness turned me on, and I’d let Thad take enough from me already.
He wasn’t ruining this too. “I mean, fuck him, right? But not actually, because I’d rather fuck you. ”
That hadn’t come out the way I’d meant it. Oh, God. This would be a great time for the floor to swallow me up.
Alec came closer and tilted my chin up. “You want me, cocobug?”
“Yes,” I whispered, loving his spicy citrus scent.
He smirked. “You want me to fill you up and fuck you until you can’t think of anything other than me?”
“That would be nice, yes.”
He laughed. “It’ll be more than nice.” He paused for a moment, his expression turning serious. “If you want to stop at any time, just tell me. Even if it’s just for a few minutes.”
I nodded, too scared to speak in case my voice broke.
He knelt in front of me, one knee on the ground and the other foot planted. “Put your foot on my thigh.”
I did as he said and he brushed my skirt out of the way and slowly removed my sandal, peppering kisses up my calf. I shivered. I’d never have guessed that my leg could be such an erogenous zone.
When he discarded the sandal, I switched feet, and he took his time sliding off the other one, his fingertips caressing the sensitive skin as he trailed kisses from my ankle to my knee.
The sandal fell by the wayside and he edged up my skirt, nuzzling the soft skin of my inner thigh, the slight rasp of his stubble setting my nerves alight in the best way.
He eased down my panties and kissed the top of my mound, then ventured lower, his lips and tongue teasing my clit and delving deeper. I ran my hands over his hair, blissfully distracted, unable to think of anything other than him and the riot of sensations he stirred in me.
“Bed,” he growled against my sensitive flesh.
I melted backward with no idea how my legs didn’t fall out from under me. My ass hit the mattress and Alec hitched the skirt up to my hips and descended on me with the single-minded determination to drive me completely out of my wits.
He tormented me and teased me, bringing me to the edge of orgasm only to ease off over and over again. It felt so good, but I wanted more, and I couldn’t decide whether to throttle him for not giving me enough to send me flying or beg and plead for him to do just that.
I settled for somewhere in between. “If you don’t fuck me in the next thirty seconds, I’m going to scream bloody murder.”
He raised his head, his eyes pitch black and his lips glistening. “Scream all you like.”
“Oh, my God, you’re impossible.”
Chuckling huskily, he stood and undressed, revealing that gorgeous, inked body I’d already come to adore.
I sat up enough to pull the skirt out from underneath myself and struggled my way out of the dress and bra, not nearly as seductive as him with his low-key strip tease. I clambered up and pulled him onto the bed, pivoting us as he fell so that he landed on his back with me hovering over him.
As soon as he was flat on the bed, I straddled him, rubbing my wet pussy against his hard, straining cock.
“Fuck.” His hands fisted at his sides. “You feel so. Damn. Good.”
I rode his length, moving my hips in a sultry way that might have made me self-conscious if not for the lust blazing in his eyes as he stared up at me. His jaw tensed and my lips twisted with satisfaction.
He wasn’t the only one who could tempt and tease.
But soon, the need pulsing through me became too much. It wasn’t as fun to tease myself as it was to do it to him. I scrambled off him, searched for a condom and found one. I tore the foil, rolled it down his cock, and positioned myself above him.
“Take me inside you,” he demanded.
I dropped onto him in one smooth motion. A groan tore from his throat and he grabbed my hips.
“Please, Tally.” His Adam’s apple bobbled as his fingers tightened instinctively. “Use me. Take what you need.”
Encouraged by his desperation and dirty words, I began to ride him, slowly at first, dragging out every ounce of enjoyment, but as the thread of desire drew tighter within me, my movements became faster and more urgent.
He spurred me on with grunts and moans, curses and kisses. Pressure built and I cried out, throwing my head back.
“That’s it, baby. You have such sexy tits.”
He cupped them between his palms, kneading them and tonguing my nipples. Heat rocketed through me, and I grabbed his shoulders and pressed my lips to his in a passionate kiss as a tidal wave of pleasure slammed into me and I shuddered around him.
His cock pulsed inside me and our tongues tangled as I felt him thicken and jerk, coming with a low growl.
I sprawled on his chest, panting heavily. His cock slipped out of me. We’d need to deal with the mess in a moment, but for now, I was content to lie with my heart hammering against his, basking in an intimate moment the likes of which I’d never imagined I’d get to share with him.
Eventually, our sweat began to cool and the need to clean up outweighed the pleasantness of our embrace. I slid off him and gave myself a quick wash while he dealt with the condom and his own situation.
He joined me in the shower and my “quick wash” turned into a steamy make out session followed by another round of lovemaking.
We spent the day wrapped up in each other, heedless of the outside world. Eventually, we drifted to sleep.
If we’d known what the morning would bring, we might have slept a lot less peacefully.