Chapter Eighteen Nocturnal Remedy
Chapter Eighteen:
Nocturnal Remedy
Bash
After her rental is all loaded up, I toss my duffle bag in the backseat and climb inside, biting back a grin at how nervous she seems at letting me in. “Thanks for the ride.”
She’s still staring at my bag with her eyebrows pinched, but she doesn’t say anything about it as she starts the car and heads to... whatever the hell the inn’s name is. “All I know is that I’m glad they have good water pressure. That shower is calling my name.”
“Mmhm. What floor are you on? I can help with those boxes, I never realized how heavy books are, you shouldn’t be carrying those alone.”
“Actually, that would be really helpful. Brooke is supposed to join me soon but I don’t know when, and it certainly won’t be today. I’m on the fifth floor.”
As she settles into her seat, I reach a hand over to hold her thigh. “Me too. Will she be getting her own room?”
“Okay, I’m thinking we need to lay some ground rules,” she mumbles, but makes no effort to move my hand. “I really don’t know when she’s coming, it might not be until next week. She couldn’t get the time off.”
“Then I’ll stick around and help until then. I don’t know what rules we need to make for her, but I’m all ears.”
I know exactly what she meant, but she needs to know I’m not going anywhere. Not until I know she’s mine.
We pull into the parking lot of the coolest hotel I’ve ever seen before she can elaborate.
It’s about twenty stories, narrow and straight, with a giant clock at the top.
The name is fitting, I see, but it gets even moreso when we carry the boxes in and see the whole place decked out like the inside of a clock.
Gears line the walls, arrow-shaped clock hands point toward the elevators, restrooms and front desk, and the elevator itself looks like something from 70 years ago.
It freaks me out a little until we reach her floor and she stops in front of room 526. “Thanks, Bash. What room are you in?”
“526. Crazy coincidence or fate?”
Or stalking. Who knows what’s going on these days? I sure don’t.
“You had absolutely no plan here, did you,” she says, and it’s definitely not a question. “Come on in.”
I follow her inside and set my bag aside, struggling to find the right words to say. I did have a plan, and it was to get her back by any means necessary. I didn’t focus on the details as much. Thank fuck there’s only one bed. “Were you planning on driving to the next signing alone?”
“Yeah, it’s not far. My agent clustered the bookings so I have four all within about two hours of each other, then I fly south and do another four the same way.”
I bite back the we on the tip of my tongue and flick my gaze toward the bathroom. I need to distract her before she makes it clear I’m not invited. “That’s good. So how about that shower you talked about?”
I know she still feels my cum, and that knowledge alone will make me feral if she doesn’t clean it up soon. I don’t want her to, but I need her to if I’m ever going to convince her I want more than just sex.
She seems to understand what’s written between the lines, which is good, because I didn’t want to have to say it. “Yeah, that sounds good.” And then she completely misunderstands the rest of it. “They probably still have vacancies, by the way. You could have all of this to yourself.”
Unless by “all of this” she means “all of her holes” I don’t want it. “I’m good here, thanks. I’m used to tour buses and tiny trailers, I don’t need much space.”
Two can play the misunderstanding game, Alaina. Ball’s in your court.
Blinking, she opens her mouth to argue and then shakes her head. “You can stay... tonight.”
Fuck yeah.
She rolls her eyes at whatever my face does, and I immediately close the distance to kiss her before she can catch her bearings. “Thank you.”
“Ground rules,” she mutters sharply, but the little shit pecks me on the lips mid-pout before shutting the bathroom door in my face.
“Fuck,” I whisper, my head dropping against the door as I picture her undressing in there. It’s easy to imagine her face as she wipes the evidence of our hookup away with pink cheeks, easy to imagine the way it will make her clit pulse for more. “I saved it all for you.”
I didn’t come once without her.
Slowly, the door opens again. “What?”
“That’s why there’s so much,” I admit, eyes dropping down to her pussy. “Every drop was already yours.”
“You’re lying.”
Reaching out, I slide my thumb across her cheek and try not to imagine the tears I caused. “I’m not. I didn’t last very long, did I?”
“I thought that was just because we were in public.”
I was also moaning like a little virgin, but she seemed to like it. “No, I didn’t care who heard. It felt too damn good.”
With careful steps, she backs up until she can turn the water on. “Once, Bash. Once.”
Tentatively, I make my way into the bathroom with my gaze locked with hers. I may not always know what I’m doing, but I know an invitation when I see one. I just have to convince her this isn’t a one time thing. It can’t be.
“Did you come without me?”
“Only by myself,” she says, pulling her dress off and dropping it. “I can’t help it.”
Fuck, I can’t stop picturing it now, and it’s so fucking hot my cock is waking up again. “Who did you imagine was inside of you?”
She tilts her head, and I can see it in her eyes when she considers lying. “Who said I was picturing anyone?”
“I did,” I say with a chuckle. Of course she’d try to lie.
I don’t know how I didn’t believe her when she told me who she was, because every time this woman is lying it’s written across her face.
I take off my shirt and drop it with her dress, unbuckling my pants with one hand when she glances down at them. “Say you didn’t think of me.”
“I didn’t think of you,” she lies again, backing up under the water. It was firmer and sassier this time, but definitely still a lie.
“Such a beautiful little liar,” I growl, kicking off my pants so I can join her. “You missed me, didn’t you?”
“Not as much as you missed me, apparently. Flew solo halfway across the country just to stalk me.”
Chuckling, I don’t stop until I’m inches in front of her. “I learned from the best.”
She blushes. “Fair point. But I also left when it was clear I wasn’t welcome.”
Shots fired, but I don’t care. She can tell me to leave if she wants, but until she says those words, I’m going to use every opportunity I have to make her believe I’m in this.
“Even when you felt unwelcome I was still drawn to you. It didn’t matter how angry I was, I never would have been able to keep my distance if you stayed. ”
“Couldn’t keep your distance even when I didn’t.” She’s looking at me like she’s never seen a wet, tattooed, naked man before, or at least not one like me. “You almost have me convinced, Kincaid.”
“Don’t call me that,” I mumble darkly, reaching out to tuck her hair behind her ear. “Say my name.”
My real one. You’re the only person who’s ever made it feel like a gift instead of a punishment, and I crave the sound from those fuckable lips.
“Sebastian.”
There’s no more playful banter on her tongue, no more defiance in those grey/blue eyes. Just... hope.
“Alaina,” I say back, then drop to my knees under the stream of water to stare up at her. “Let me convince you some more.”
I don’t break her gaze as I reach out to gently spread her legs for me, giving her a moment to brace herself with her back against the wall. Unprompted, she curls one of her legs over my shoulder and grips my hair.
“You came inside me,” she reminds me, brows pinched like she thinks that’ll make me change my mind.
“And now I’ll clean you up the way you deserve. Nothing could keep me from eating this sweet little cunt, baby girl. Nothing.”
To prove it further, I swipe my tongue all the way up her center, and knowing I’m the reason she tastes like this has me rock hard again.
I claimed her. And she fucking asked for it.
“Bash, I — oh fuck, that’s so hot. So fucking h-hot.”
In response, I only dive in further, flicking my tongue over her clit and rolling it the way that makes her whole body tense.
I’m already learning your tells, baby girl, already learning exactly what makes your body sing for me, and soon I’ll know absolutely everything about you. You’re mine.
Her body trembles as she gives in and comes all over my tongue, tugging my hair and grinding her cunt on my face. I’m drowning between the water and the mess she made, but I’d welcome the death that followed if my final moments were between her thighs.
I groan when I slide two fingers inside of her spasming pussy, beckoning them forward in a demand for more, for her to finally give me what I know she denied me earlier.
It takes a few minutes, but I recognize the moment that she’s about to squirt — her whole body tenses and trembles as her moans change to something desperate and hesitant, so I don’t stop.
I work her pussy until she’s shoving me out and gushing all over the shower floor, and to prove how much I love it I lean in to catch some of it on my tongue and lap all her juices up. “Mine.”
She drops to her knees and kisses me so fiercely I almost believe she wants me too. It would be so easy to feel like I’ve got her right where I want her as I sit back and pull her onto my lap, but I can’t get complacent. She deserves more, and I will not let her down again.
Alaina lifts up just enough to slide my cock back inside her, burying it deep as she rolls her hips and flicks her tongue over my bottom lip.
“Fuck,” I breathe, fingers digging into her skin to hold her there as I mark her neck. “You want more cum, baby girl?”
“I already have to take the pill, so you may as well breed me as many times as you want today. How much can you give me?”
“I hope you didn’t plan on sleeping tonight. Challenge accepted.”
I let her have control as she bounces on my cock, her pussy clamping down every time she rises in a way that has my toes curling.
“Why do I have to be awake?” she quips. “Breed me while I’m sleeping.”
“Fuck.” My cock fucking pulses, and it takes everything to reel it back in. I’ve always wanted to try that, and she’s turning me into a two pump chump. “That’s so hot.”
“Is it?” She rolls her hips slowly, biting my bottom lip and letting it pop before she stands up and grabs the shampoo. “I’m tired enough to take a nap. Save it for then.”
This woman is going to kill me.
I knew she’d make me work for it, and I’m honestly glad she is, but my balls aren’t.
I’ve never handled edging well, but as I squeeze the base of my cock and get to my feet, I know this edging will be worth it.
Instead of complaining, I snatch the bottle from her hands and start to wash her hair for her with a smile instead of a frown.
She just gave me free reign of her sleeping body, so I’ll be sure to take advantage of it as much as possible. I’ll be coming every hour soon enough.
––––––––
My hands are trembling as I stare down at her with my cock already leaking.
Her edging me earlier is going to make me blow much faster than I want to, but this is only round one.
I’ve gone days without sleeping before, so staying up all night to breed my woman will be the easiest thing I’ve ever done.
I let her fall asleep in one of my old Deftones shirts and nothing else, her ass looking so fucking good under the fabric, I have to stop myself from biting it. That would wake her up, and she’s not allowed to wake until I’m balls deep inside of her.
She’s on her belly, face relaxed as I tentatively spread her legs, and when she inhales deeply like she’s about to wake, I pause. I may not always have the most patience, but I dig deep and find it inside of me so I can take this step by step.
Spread more, pause.
Crawl in closer, pause.
Lean down to hover over her, pause.
By the time she’s breathing heavy again my cock is begging to sink inside of her, so I slowly reach down and line myself up, watching her closely as I push inside of her and bite back a groan.
Her pussy is so warm it takes everything not to immediately start fucking her, but I lose that battle when she pouts and lets out the sexiest little whimper I’ve ever heard. My baby girl’s cunt needs this.
“You need more cum, sleepy girl?” I whisper, feeling her as she begins to wake.
“You take me so well when you’re sleeping.
Such a good girl when all you can do is lay here and take this cock.
Fuck, your pussy is begging to be filled.
” Her eyes open, and before she can say something sassy, I clasp a hand over her mouth and fuck her even harder.
“Shh. You’re sleeping, Alaina. All you’re going to do is take it. ”
Our skin slapping together as she moans and drools on my hand has me falling apart. I fuck her through her orgasm and follow her into oblivion, burying myself deep with her name tumbling from my lips.
It takes a few moments to catch my breath, and when I do, I finally move my hand away and lean in to kiss her. “Sleep well, baby girl. I’ll give you some more in an hour.”