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As her body gives up its tension, and she flops back onto the table, I place tender kisses on either side of her thighs, then get to my feet and lean over her, pressing my throbbing erection between her legs through my boxer-briefs.
Her arms are across her face, and she lifts them a little to peer up at me. “You have a magnificent tongue,” she states.
I thrust my hips, driving my erection up through her swollen folds, and she groans and wraps her legs around me again. I continue to move my hips, and Jesus it’s so tempting to stay there and thrust myself to a climax, but this is our last night together, and it’s only been minutes since we walked in the door.
Gritting my teeth, I move back, take her hand, and pull her upright. “You drive me wild,” I tell her, pressing my lips to hers.
“I driveyouwild? I’m the one who just lost the plot.” She lets me kiss her, grumbling, “I can taste myself.”
I slip a hand beneath her, coat a finger with her moisture, then lift it and smear it across her bottom lip. She jerks and squeals as she pushes against my chest, but I hold her face in my hands and kiss her, licking it off her lips, and she groans.
“You’re an animal,” she whispers when I eventually move back.
I lift my hands to her hair. I watched her put her hair up into a bun before we went out, and I was fascinated by this device she used, which consisted of two strips of plastic joined at either end by two hooks. She pulled her hair through the gap in the middle, turned the device over and over until the long strands were wound around it, then hooked the two ends together to form a bun. Carefully, I unhook it, then unwind her hair, which twists in crazy curls, bouncing around her shoulders as I slide the device out. Leaving it on the table, I sink my hands into her soft hair, fascinated as it curls around my fingers as if it’s grasping hold.
“Astraea’s watching us,” Alice says, looking across at the painting of the virginal goddess who stares down at us with her startling eyes, not unlike those of the girl in front of me. “Do you think she’s disapproving?”
“Oh, I don’t think she’s as innocent as she makes out, the saucy minx.”
Alice looks back at me, her lips curving up. “That’s why you like the painting, isn’t it? The thought of her losing her innocence. Of her being corrupted by earthly desires.”
“Yep. Just like you.”
I take her hand and lead her toward the stairs. “Like my virginal Alice, with her big blue eyes that widen in shock every time I show her something new.”
“It’s probably best that this is our last night,” she states. “You’d only lose interest in me now I’m not squeaky clean anymore.”
I stop walking, and after a couple of steps she has to stop too, because I’m still holding her hand. Her lips have quirked up, so I know she meant it to be funny. But I’m not amused. I’m obviously not doing this right if she’s still thinking she can walk away from me.
“Uh-oh,” she says.
“Yeah,” I tell her softly, “you should be worried. Do you really think your virginity was the only reason I slept with you?”
Her eyes are cautious, wary. “Um…”
I lead her down the stairs toward the bedroom. “I hope you’re ready for this. It’s going to be a long night.”
*
Alice
I’m already regretting teasing him like that. As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt him stiffen. I can tell he doesn’t want to talk about this ending tonight. And I suppose that’s fair enough—why spoil the last hours we have together? Still, I’m not quite sure why he’s glowering.
“Are you angry with me?” I ask as we get to his bedroom.
“No.” He shucks his boxer-briefs, his erection jutting toward me, apparently eager for some action. “I’m just conscious we’ve got a lot to get through.”
“What do you mean?”
He pulls the duvet off the bed and tosses it onto the floor. “You told me that if you ever dated someone for real, you didn’t want to look like a fool.”
“Yes… but—”
“I promised I’d show you everything I know so you’re ready for when you meet that other man.” His eyes gleam.
I give him a wry look. “Kip…”
“Get on the bed,” he says.
