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“Where is he? I haven’t seen him today.”
“He took off on his Harley this morning.” Oh!
“Alone?”
“No, with eight bimbos,” Diego laughed. “Yes, he was alone. He’s never taken anyone on his Harley.” Dammit. I wanted to go on the back of his Harley! “Oh! Raphael will be waiting for me to Facetime him! I’ll be back in a bit, and we can finish this conversation,” he suddenly remembered, rushing off.
Continuing with my work, I tried to focus, but I was constantly looking up at my door, waiting for Alex to return.
By late evening, he still wasn’t back. Not wanting to join the party with the Demon Central members, I retired to my bedroom, taking some food with me.
I was sitting on my bed, absentmindedly putting Malteser after Malteser into my mouth when a knock came at my door.
“Come in,” I called. It had to be Alex.
The door opened. I’d been right. Alex stood there dressed in a leather jacket. I had to wipe the drool from my mouth.
“I knocked this time,” he smirked, looking down at my chocolate wrapper. “Are you eatingmychocolate?”
“Yes,” I challenged with a grin. “What are you going to do about it?”
Slipping out of his jacket, he dropped it on the floor. My mouth went dry as he stalked toward me. “You’re goading me again, Straight Lace.” Grabbing my ankles, he pulled me down the bed to him. I giggled, trying to kick him off, but he was already between my legs.
“Where were you today?” I asked as his hands began to wander up under my skirt.
“I went for a ride. Lance wanted to party, but I wasn’t in the mood.”
“I’m sorry about last night. I don’t know why I was being such a bitch.”
“Diego told me that you were missing your parents. You should have said something. Take a few days off and catch up with them. Are they traveling the west coast now on their cruise?”
“Yes. Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
“I’m not going anywhere. If I need you, you’ll only be at the end of the phone. Make the arrangements, Nat. Honestly, I’ll be fine.” His hands found my panties. “Of course, that doesn’t mean I won’t miss you.”
“You only want me for my body,” I snorted, wrapping arms around his neck. Leaning down, he kissed my lips softly.
“Mmmm…you taste like Maltesers.” When he swept his tongue to meet mine, I groaned into his mouth. His hand slipped inside my panties and began to tease me. “Is it wrong that when you’re angry with me, it makes me want you even more? I’ve had a raging hard on since last night.”
“I don’t even know why I was angry,” I gasped, feeling his lips travel to the swell of my breasts.
“Were the groupies getting to you?” he whispered, licking over the tops of my breasts that were visible. “You can tell me. Women usually want me all to themselves. The thought of you being jealous is making me hard as steel, too.” He rubbed his erection against my sex to emphasize his statement.
“You wish!” I lied, trying to laugh it off. I wasn’t going to stroke his ego. He got enough of that from his fans.
“I want to bury myself in you, Nat. Is that okay?” It was more of a plea than a question. All I could do was nod in response. With one tug, he removed my panties and undid his jeans to slide a condom on. Grabbing behind my knees, he pulled me against his cock and pushed deep inside me. “Fuck, you always feel so good. The way you squeeze my cock!” Pulling my top and bra cups down, his lips descended onto my yearning nipples as he began to thrust in and out of me. This was how I liked to be fucked, and up until Alex, no man had taken me like this. Hot, raw, and primal. I couldn’t get enough.
“Oh, fuck…Alex!” I cried, gripping the shirt that he was still wearing.
“Come on, Baby. Give it up. I know you want to.” He ran his fingers frantically over my clit and I was lost, free-falling into the abyss of pleasure.
“Have you got any Maltesers left?” Alex stretched out beside me. Our bodies were covered in sweat from the relentless sex.
“If they were on the bed, they’ll be melted into the sheet by now.”
“Mmmm…I’d lick chocolate off your body all day long if I had to.” He moved to bite down my neck before sucking gently.
“Don’t you dare give me a hickey!” I snorted, pushing him and rolling over to get the packet of Maltesers from my bedside table.
