Page 32 of The Flirt Alert


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“You’re insatiable.” She wriggles against my stiff cock. “How many times did we fuck? Four?”

“He likes you, what can I say?” I turn her in my lap so her back is against my front. Cup her breast over her sweater. “I bet we have time for another round, or are you too sore?”

She leans her head back against my chest and pulls my hand away. Looks up at me. “I’m going to be completely honest with you. I didn’t get much sleep this week and my meds are down in the hotel room. I’m feeling stressed about getting back down as soon as possible.”

Shit. How could I forget everything she confided in me?

“I’m an idiot.” I shift out from under her and stand, grab my boxer briefs and pull them up. “Let’s get moving. Your health is the most important thing.”

She looks up at me and licks her lips when my cock is covered up by my underwear. “On second thought, it’s a real shame to put him away.”

“You snooze, you lose.” I tilt my head.

We dress quickly and finish restoring order to the hut. In fact, it looks better than it did when we arrived. Our tidying up is interrupted by gropes and stolen kisses that give me hope our newfound connection might lead to something meaningful. I don’t want to lose our bond forged in shared vulnerabilities, whispered dreams and a night of the hottest goddamn sex I’ve ever had.

Now we wait. Shay and I position ourselves at the window where we have a view of the gondola looming up the mountain against the backdrop of approaching dawn. I stare out at the terrain. Last night it easily snowed a foot or two. My shoes are essentially dry, I’m not looking forward to the short trudge back to the terminal.

“Whatcha thinking?” Shay stretches her long legs on either side of mine and leans in to stroke my beard.

“The inevitable return to reality.” I turn toward her and cup her hand to my jaw.

She loops her arms around my shoulders and scoots forward until she’s in my lap, straddling me. “Do you think this is the new normal?”

“Hopefully.” I rub my cheek against hers. “I’d like to see where this goes.”

“Officially?” Her blue eyes catch mine, confused.

Old feelings of insecurity wash over me. Maybe she thought this was a one and done. My defenses automatically activate. “Oh.“ I bite down the acid of disappointment and look back out the window.

“Hey.” Shay grips my chin between her thumb and forefingers and wrenches my face back around. “Don’t do that.”

I sigh and look at her, feeling a little sick to my stomach. I still fucking love this girl and…

“I think this could be something special.” She kisses my nose. “But, I’m a lot to handle. I know that. Devon broke up with me because…”

I grab her ass and pull her against me. “We don’t talk about other men. Or other women. We’re the only two people in this room.”

“Austin, I was with him for almost a decade. I’m rebuilding my life. You haven’t been around me for years and until two days ago you fucking hated me because I—“ She stops herself, letting her fingers thread through my hair. “We’re clearly sexually compatible. I also find you to be the most fascinating, handsome, incredible man I’ve ever met. I want to do this, but we should take it slow.”

I squeeze her ass cheeks. “I forgot to remind you I was a virgin that night. I told you back then but…”

“Wait…I popped your cherry?” Shay smacks my chest. “God, now I’m super pissed I don’t remember. Did you come in two seconds or did you at least get me off?”

I shake my head sadly. “Seriously? Dunno. Might have been three seconds.”

Shay throws her head back and laughs with utter abandon. I join in. The goddamn absurdity of our situation is hilarious. Laughter turns into a sexual charge when I grow hard against her core. What can I say, naked or clothed, she does it for me. Our lips meet and we move together, working ourselves up yet again. I’m mentally calculating how fast we can get the job done when the unmistakable mechanical sound of the gondola gearing up for its daily operations sends a pulse of reality rushing back into our veins.

We stop what we’re doing. I suck in a breath and smell the lingering scent of our intimacy intertwined with the earthy aroma of the cabin. A tinge of sadness surrounds us. The night is over. Responsibilities loom.

So do the inevitable questions about our whereabouts.

My hands find her waist and I draw her closer. “This. Us. It’s real, isn’t it?”

She nods furiously and leans in so her forehead rests against mine. “Austin, it’s incredibly real, more than anything I’ve ever felt. But we need time and space to explore who we are without the prying eyes of anyone else. Especially Miles.”

The sincerity in her eyes grounds me, though uncertainty niggles at me.

Then, as I look into Shay’s eyes, the depths of various hues of blue which hold oceans of sincerity and genuine affection, I find myself calm. Trusting. “You’ve got a point. Considering our history, we owe it to ourselves to steer clear of external pressures. Can you promise me this isn’t a fleeting thing for you? That you’ll give us a real chance?”

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