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I shake my head, and a giggle escapes from me before I check to see what he has bought. I am surprised when I see a mixture of everyday underwear, girl boxers, thongs, and three bras.
“How did I do?” he asks.
“Very well. Thank you. I swear to pay you back for these, though we will need to set up some sort of repayment plan.” I snicker.
“Yay me! Don’t worry about that. You have more important things on your mind,” he says.
“I owe you for all of this because without you, I would still be in the scary motel, alone with nothing to wear and feeling unsafe. How can I ever repay you, Ezra?” I rest my hand over his, squeezing it.
“You don’t repay me. I am just glad I’m in a position to help you, bright eyes.” He smiles.
“There must be something.” I feel terrible because he has spent so much money on me.
“You can do one thing for me, have dinner with me tonight in the hotel, or we can have it in here?” he suggests.
“I can do that.” It isn’t much, but it is better than nothing.
I wonder what he will tell Bella when he is AWOL not only today, but tonight also. I refuse to ask, though, because I don’t want to even think about her, never mind talk about her.
Alanaand I are lying on the bed. She’s under the covers, and I’m on top of them. We ended up ordering dinner and wine to be brought up to the room, neither of us wanted to risk being seen in the hotel restaurant.
“Ezra, you don’t need to stay. I will be okay,” she says softly, looking over at me.
“I know I don’t need to, but I want to.” I smile when those beautiful brown eyes come into view.
I told Bella I was helping a friend out and wouldn’t be home, so there was no point for her to come to my place. She wasn’t happy, but I promised to make it up to her. How? I don’t know, but I had to tell her something so she would back off because I want to stay with Alana tonight.
“Okay. Thank you.” She smiles, rolling from her back onto her side to face me. Alana kisses my cheek. “You have been my hero today, Ezra.”
I have been called a lot of things, but never a hero. “I wouldn’t quite call me that.” I chuckle. I wanted to help, yes, but no, I’m not a hero.
“What about my knight in shining armour? Do you like that better?” she says with a snicker. I laugh, shaking my head. “On a more serious note, I really do appreciate everything you have done for me.”
“I know you do, bright eyes. You have thanked me multiple times. You don’t need to keep saying it.” I reach over and stroke her face. She whimpers, closing her eyes. I want to kiss her so badly, but I don’t know if I should with everything that has been going on.
She opens her eyes to look at me, licking her lips. Her eyes divert from mine down to my lips and back up. Is she thinking the same thing? I roll onto my side, my body closer to hers, our lips only inches apart.
“This is dangerous, Alana,” I breathe out.
“What is?” she whispers.
I swallow hard before I say, “Being this close to you.” I can’t handle it, not without wanting to rip her clothes off and having my way with her.
Alana shifts closer to me, her front pressing to mine. I groan at the contact, and before I can say another word she captures my lips with hers, kissing me eagerly. I don’t hesitate, not even for a second, and kiss her back. She moans, and I slip my fingers into her hair.
Alana pushes me onto my back, and climbs on top of me to straddle my hips, not breaking our kiss. I rest my hands on her hips, and end up backing away from the kiss. “Alana, what are you doing? I thought this couldn’t happen again?” I ask between heavy breaths. I don’t want her thinking she has to have sex with me because I helped her out.
“I meant it when I said it at the time, but I was kidding myself. I tried to avoid you because I knew the moment we were alone again in private, I would let it happen again,” she answers.
I take a moment to study her closely, wondering if she is telling me the truth. “Promise?” I ask. The last thing I want is to feel like I am taking advantage of her.
“Yes. What other reason would there be?” she questions, confused.
“Nothing. It doesn’t matter.” I laugh it off before she starts probing deeper. “Lips back now, please,” I demand.
“Mmm, okay, sir,” she replies, licking her lips and reattaching them to mine, putting more pressure on my lips than before.
I run my hands up the back of her thighs, slipping them under her silky pyjama shorts, grabbing her thighs roughly. She moans into the kiss, grinding on me, and I feel my cock twitch, desperate for her tight pussy to wrap around him again.
