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I laugh, continuing to tickle her sides. “Yep. You’re mine now, asshole.”
“Is that so?” She squirms under my tickling hands.
“Say it…” I slide my hand over her wetness and start rubbing, making her eyes shutter closed. “Say you’remine, Winter.”
Her laughter settles into a devilish smile, her bucking hips turn into a grind, and my cock starts to swell again. She bites her bottom lips, her eyes melting into mine which, naturally, I take as a confirmation.
She didn’t say it, but she’s mine and she knows it.
“We’re only getting started, baby.” I scoot myself down her body, kissing a path from her stomach to her intensifying heat. “Only getting started.”
EIGHTEEN
WINTER
We had sex on every surface of this suite.
After he… Well, after he finished unexpectedly, it wasn’t long before Aleck was ready for round two. Then three. Then four. Completely abolishing the memory of our first time. Which, although short-lived, was fantastic.
After round two, I went into the bathroom to clean up. Within a few minutes, Aleck entered the bathroom saying I was“taking too long,”then he bent me over the sink. After that, we went to the kitchen to eat, which was really just refueling, before he bent me overthatsink.
When I went into my closet to pick up his suits and hang them back up, he insisted I didn’t have to do that, then we had sex on them.
Then we boned in my bed. And that last time,that last time, I’m almost positive we levitated to another plane of existence. I lost a sliver of myself in that last time, not quite sure I’ll ever be the same.
I’ve never had so much sex in one night, in my life. More importantly, I’ve never had so many orgasms in my life—not only in one night, but inmy entire life.
For women, there’s maybe a thirty to forty percent likelihood of getting off during sex. Let’s be honest, there’s a twenty percent chance he actually knows where the clit is. This is not the case with Aleck Fox, not the case at all. Not only does he know where my clit is, he knows where my G-spot is, and he pays ample attention to both. He and my spots are like old friends from college. They’re besties. Homies. They enjoy each other’s company. So much so, I’m pretty sure when he and I move on from this, I’ll never come again.
It’s possible I’m ruined. That Aleck Fox ruined me for all men. He was right, he did in factmurder my pussy.
We ended our sex-fest in my bed around midnight. When we couldn’t stand or use our muscles anymore, I laid in Aleck’s arms while we told each other stories about our childhood. His were dark and stirred up nausea in my gut that threatened to bring me to tears. It felt mocking to share mine, but he wanted to know how I grew up. He wanted to know,“What makes Winter so warm.”
He confessed that he had never laid in a woman’s bed after sex or she had never laid in his. He had never stayed to cuddle or talk. Which I could have guessed before he confessed it.
He didn’t have to say helikedit, I just knew that he did.
It wasn’t anything new for me, though. Of course, I’m an actual human, and Aleck’s just learning how to be one. But it felt big somehow.Hugeeven. A step he had never taken with anyone else and he was taking it withme. And I can’t deny that it felt different for me, too, because it was withhim.
I don’t know what that means exactly. And I don’t know what Iwantit to mean, but it felt good. It felt warm and natural. I wanted more of it, but sleep stole me away from him.
And when I woke up a few hours later, he wasn’t there.
Baby steps, I guess.
Or no steps at all. Because this thing with Aleck isn’t going anywhere, and I think we both know that. Whether he was ready to break his no repeats rule for me or not, we’re still parting ways in less than a week. Maybe that’s why we had so much sex; to get it all out of our systems before we go back to our lives at home.
When Aleck came back to the suite after his morning run I was at the kitchen island eating a bowl of cereal. We exchanged idle chit-chat for all of four minutes before he kissed my temple, then moved on to his shower.
It wasn’t awkward, it just wasn’t anything. It was like we were roommates or good friends. From the outside, someone observing us would never guess that the night before we had sex five and a half times in less than four hours, then spent the rest of the night talking while gently touching and caressing each other’s body parts like the world could disappear and we’d be happy to be left alone with each other.
Not that I expected anything from Aleck, but he said after he entered me, I’d behis. He said he was claiming me, and I know how ridiculous it is that I’m even thinking this, but where’s the follow-through?
I guess I kind of thought today would be different. I guess I kind of thought I’d get the Aleck I fell asleep to last night.
A knock on the suite door snaps my attention from my Kindle at the same time Aleck exits the hallway wearing only dark denim jeans that hang off his hips enough to showcase his perfectVand that thin tuft of dark hair just below his navel.
My core aches at the memory of me running my tongue through that happy trail all the way to the tip of his dick while I sat on his face. I thought Aleck was handsome in his suits, but he’s dripping-with-sex hot in only jeans. Jeans I didn’t think he possessed.
