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“Don’t come. Not yet. I don’t want this to end,” he says in a gravelly voice. He withdraws his cock. “Get on your knees, Ivy.”
I do as he says and wait impatiently for his cock to fill me again. I gasp when instead of his cock, his tongue swipes across my folds. A loud, deep groan escapes my mouth. Alec places his hands flat on my thighs and spreads them wider.
I push my ass back and cry out in ecstasy as he licks and sucks my clit, drawing me toward another climax. Seconds before I come, he withdraws his tongue, leaving me feeling the loss.
I’m about to protest when the blunt tip of his cock grazes my entrance. I press back, pushing him in. He grips my hips firmly and spears me with his cock in one fluid movement. I cry out and pant as if I’ve been running a marathon. With every thrust, our bodies slap into each other rhythmically. It’s almost painful as he drives into me hard. Tears gather at the corners of my eyes as I experience a sensory overload. I can’t hold it any longer. I fist the duvet as an orgasm rips through me and then sink to the bed, my legs unable to hold me up any longer.
Alec wraps a hand around my waist and continues pounding into me, his groans growing louder and deeper. Then he lets out a loud growl, and I know that he’s coming too. My pussy clenches around his cock as if it knows this too, and seconds later, we collapse on the bed, side by side.
As my breathing returns to normal, and I come down from the high of extremely good sex, the realization of what I’d done dawns on me. My heart rate picks up, and a tremble comes over my naked body. How could I have been so stupid? It doesn’t matter what a good kisser he is. I should have ignored the ridiculous physical attraction I’d felt for him. I should have known that it was the result of a woman who hadn’t had sex in years.
I’ve done foolish things in my past but sleeping with the stranger whose baby I’m carrying has got to top the list. Things are already awkward between us without the added complication of sleeping together. I groan inwardly.
What does Alec think of me practically throwing myself at him? Alec chooses that moment to clear his throat, and I know I have to move. I can’t lie in the same position and pretend that it never happened. I’ve already admitted to myself that I’ve made a mistake.
But it’s not the end of the world. Suck it, buttercup. Clean up the mess. Angry with myself, I push myself to get up and, keeping my gaze averted from Alec, I get some clothes and start dressing.
“Ivy, what’s going on? Come back to bed,” Alec says.
I stand, pull up my shorts, and then reach for my bathrobe. I turn around to face him once I’ve tied the straps. “You have to leave, Alec.”
I almost back down at the look of confusion on his features. Then I remember what we are. Two strangers who have no business sleeping together. I harden my heart.
“What?” he sits up in bed.
I take the few steps to the door. “I have work to do.” I draw the bathrobe tighter around me.
He doesn’t say anything at first, but I can see the anger on his face. “Fine.”
Relief surges through me that he does not put up more of a fight. I can’t wait for him to leave. I leave my bedroom, head to the kitchen, and make myself a cup of coffee as I cock my ears for sounds and signs of Alec leaving.
I sit at the kitchen table, and when the bedroom door opens, I tense. I wish he would just leave without talking to me. I’m already dying of shame without having to face him again.
His footsteps head my way, and soon, he appears in the kitchen. His hair is ruffled, and he looks so adorable. Regret comes over me. I wish we had met under different circumstances like a normal man and woman. I wish I was in a different place in my life and could afford distractions. Right now, my life is all about my career. Writing must come first. It doesn’t matter how delicious Dr. Anderson looks because he doesn’t feature in my long or short-term goals.
“I’ll see you around,” he says, his voice controlled.
“Yeah, see you around.”
He stares at me for a few seconds longer than necessary, and then he leaves. I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding when the front door bangs shut.
I bury my face in my hands. Fool! I had sex with Alec Anderson! My body heats up at the memory of the past hour. Having sex with Alec was definitely a mistake, but it ranks at the top of the list of the best sex I’ve ever had.
10
Alec
Ivy made it clear that she wants no relationship with me, so why the fuck can’t I stop thinking about her? As usual, work is busy, and by evening, I’m tired and should be eager to go home and relax. Instead, by closing time, I feel tightly wound up, and I don’t look forward to the evening ahead.
It’s been five days since Ivy essentially kicked me out of her house. As I get ready to leave, I’m glad I don’t have to go straight home. Today is the live TV show, and I’m looking forward to having something to occupy me instead of spending the evening trying not to think about Ivy.
I drive to the station, and when I get there, I’m immediately escorted to the make-up room. I’ve done these medical shows more times than I can count on all my fingers, but I find myself self-conscious about everything I say this time. Is Ivy watching me? I give more thought to the answers and want to come off as the best version of myself. It must have worked because the live show is over, and each of my brothers texts me to congratulate me on a good show, and my mother calls me when I get in the car.
“That was a very interesting discussion, Alec,” she says. “You handled it very well.”
“Thank you, Mother,” I tell her. “I’m glad it went well. I’m actually in the car about to leave for home.”
“And we’re about to sit down for dinner. Why don’t you come by and eat with us?” she offers.
