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Chapter Thirteen
Holyshit!
In the space of a week, they were kissing again. Kissing like they’d never get enough of each other.
Lips clung, tongues thrust, everything hot and wet andravenous.He ripped at the buttons of her shirt as her hands burrowed up under his T-shirt. His skin goosebumped. His scalp tingled. Hearing her little gasps and moans only heaped fuel on the fire—how could he be so close to blowing when she hadn’t even touched him below the waist?
Alice had his T-shirt bunched in her hand and he aided by ripping it over his head. She stared at his bare chest, her mouth momentarily slack. He had to squeeze his eyes tight shut to hold his shit together as she began palming across his pecs, his abs. Lower.
He pushed her shirt off her shoulders, her bra straps went next. With a groan he buried his head between her breasts then went from one nipple to the other, nipping, sucking; pulling back to gaze briefly at the perfection of them, before diving in for more.
They were still in full view of the window. Some distant part of his brain registered there were apartments across the street that might be enjoying the view, but he couldn’t give a toss.
He kept kissing and nuzzling and not having enough hands and lips to explore every glorious inch of Alice. When her fingers cupped him over his jeans he bucked like a rodeo horse.
“Shit, Alice, I don’t think I can hold—”
“Shall we go somewhere—?” She was glancing towards his bedroom; a room he would never have thought to take her to, what, a mere month ago? But things had changed so radically, he had no idea what the rules were anymore.
“You’re sure?”
She nodded, her teeth edging her lower lip. He kissed her right there.
With the mess of his apartment, it made more sense to scoop her into his arms and carry her than have them trip over a pile of socks or a pair of his running shoes. She was so light, so soft and yielding with her head nestled against his chest, that a weird protective caveman vibe gripped his heart.
He laid her on the bed and kneeled over her with a great stonking erection tenting the front of his jeans. He guessed there could be no mistaking his intentions. But he still needed to check.
“You’re absolutely sure?”
She nodded. “Just, um—condoms?”
Of course. He was an idiot. He hadn’t thought to ask if she was on the pill and he always wore protection regardless. Though it had been a while… even by his standards.
He frowned, trying to remember where he’d put them.
“YOU MUST HAVE A CONDOM, AARON!”
He burst out laughing at her flushed, indignant expression.
“Yes, Al.” He pressed a kiss on the tip of her nose. “I have condoms. Somewhere. Despite my reputation I haven’t required one for a while now.”
She hitched up on her elbows and watched him and he couldn’t help casting hungry glances at the upturned peaks of her nipples as he zigzagged around the bedroom throwing open drawers.
No luck.
Bathroom. Yes, that would be it.
Items flew out of the bathroom cabinet. Floss. Cotton buds, a packet of razor blades. Finally he found a pristine, unopened pack. He grabbed them and hurled himself back onto the bed beside her.
She snuggled into him. “Sorry. That was a bit out of character for me.” She giggled sheepishly, which made him grin.
Why was this so easy? So…fun?Sure, it was kind of weird as well, knowing Alice as a person before he discovered all these other surprising delights, but…
All thoughts stopped as her fingers found his zipper.
* * *
Who was this sex goddess? Honestly, Alice had no idea. It seemed that since last week and the kitchen table incident, a sex fairy had sprinkled some kind of magic libido-enhancing dust over her and suddenly… she didn’t feel shy. She didn’t feel anxious. She felt horny. A word she’d always found distasteful before, but it fit now they were wound all around each other, skin sliding against skin.
