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Ablowjob in a public restroom.

Not my finest hour, butmy god, the need to reward Aleck for his good behavior was strong. I mean, he’s been trying to get into my panties since we met, and I finally gave him the go-ahead. I practicallybeggedhim for it. I’d like to blame the wine, but honestly, I was barely buzzed. I was totally coherent and horny—horny for Aleck.

Plot twist: He declined.

Not because he didn’twantto nail me against the bathroom stall. But because he didn’t want to fuck me for the first time in a bathroom.Alluding to the notion that if hehadgone through with fucking me in the bathroom, it wouldn’t be the only time he’d want to.

That would break his no repeats rule, and I’m not quite sure how that makes me feel.

And yeah, okay, he said,“I occasionally like tofind the ugliest girl in the club and face-fuck her in the bathroom,”which is like the crudest, most terrible thing I’ve ever heard anyone say. But like, he wasn’t serious,right? And anyway, that was when we first met. He was drunk and hated me, and most likely trying to get under my skin.

So, in conclusion, he totally deserved that beej.

What can I say? Thoughts escape me when Aleck is concerned. Rational ones, anyway.

After I left the restroom, I went back to the table to join my friends, who didn’t seem to think anything of me being gone for longer than usual. For all they knew, I had a tummy ache, or the wine hit me wrong.

Aleck didn’t come back for another ten minutes, claiming he had taken a call from his father. It all seemed plausible, so nobody questioned it. And me and Aleck? We barely looked at each other for the rest of the night. Well, I barely looked at him, and when I did, his aloof stare was in place like the bathroom never happened.

Then when we all got back to our suite, we laughed and told stories like we all had been friends our entire lives. Something about it all felt so natural and so… fun. But even then, Aleck smiled at me and spoke to me the same way he did with Sondra, Dottie, or Keith. No sly glances or loaded smirks.

Dottie and Keith stayed briefly, then went back to their room. Sondra and Preston sat around the island with us, finishing a few glasses of water, then retired to my room, leaving Aleck and me alone. He grabbed some things from his room, then made a bed on the couch with the bedding he had ordered from room service. And I don’t know where the confident girl from the restroom had gone, but she wasn’t present, not anymore. She wondered if Aleck was over her now that she had finally gotten him off.

“Good night, Winter,” was all he said before he kissed my temple and slipped out of the room, leaving me to go to bed alone.

I didn’t push anything or ask him to stay. Why would I? He’s said it before, he doesn’t sleep in beds with women. And I wasn’t about to ask him to relieve the tension between my legs. Not with Sondra and Preston down the hall. So, we slept in different rooms, awkwardly, after I gave him a blowjob in a public restroom.

Part of me was hoping he would slip back into my room, demanding that he needed more of me, but he never did. Needless to say, I fell asleep feeling pathetic for wanting Aleck to be like anormalhuman with emotions.

That’s what I get, I guess.

* * *

Preston and Sondragot up early and left to get a jumpstart on the morning traffic. To say the hole I feel in my chest in the wake of Sondra’s absence hurts would be an understatement. I crave Sondra-time. Iwantto tell her what Aleck and I are doing. Iwantto tell her how I feel about it. How I feel abouthim. But she’s got so much on her plate, that would be selfish.

I pad through the hallway with bare feet into the kitchen, the room heavy with the scent of Aleck’s sweat, testosterone, and my future bad choices. My stomach tightens, and my will to compose my lust for him weakens. With my hair still wet from my shower, I run my fingers through it to give my hands something to do.

“Morning,” I say, opening the refrigerator to pull out the orange juice. “How was your run?”

“Lonely. Come with me tomorrow…” He whips his shirt off, then wipes his face and chest with it. The sunlight from the windows highlight his sweat, making him look like he’s been rolled in diamonds.

“Nuh-uh. Once was enough for me, big guy.”

Aleck chuckles and the way his chest rises and falls with deep breaths makes my mouth water.

“Would you be surprised to learn I actually tried to wake you up this morning, but you slept through it like you were dead.”

My eyes narrow on him, suspiciously. “You tried to wake me up?”

“Well, sort of. I went to my room to get some clothes to change into for my run. When I realized you sleep like a hibernating bear, I slammed things around a little, nudged you with my foot, whispered sweet nothings in your ear… I considered waking you up by eating your pussy, but I felt that would have crossed a line, so I thought better of it.”

The visual of Aleck waking me up by sucking my clit into his mouth jolts my senses, and goosebumps cover my skin.

I laugh nervously, then clear my throat. “Keith and the girls always make fun of me. One time they drew a dick on my cheek with eyeliner.”

I ignore the part about him waking me up with oral because I decide that’s just way too much this early.Especiallysince I would like to formally invite him to do it.

Aleck’s smirk shows amusement as though he can tell I’m now thinking about his tongue on my pussy. His eyes travel my body from head to toe. His smile grows, then he leans his hip against the counter, and I wonder if he can see my racing pulse from where he stands.

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