“That was… unexpected.”
“I can’t wait to get back to the B&B.”
Smirking, Alex stood from her chair, the legs scraping as they slid across the hardwood floor. She held her hand out to me, and I latched onto it like it was my lifeline.
“Actually, I have a better idea.”
Outside, the sky was growing dimmer, but sunlight still lingered around the tops of the buildings.
Once we stepped outside, Alex twirled around and pulled my head down for a kiss. It lasted only a second, and as she released me, a joyful smile graced those lips.
She practically ran across the street with me trailing after her, hollering at me twice to hurry up. I wasn’t sure what had her so excited, but I was glad to be involved.
As we swerved around parked cars and down alleyways, I hadn’t been paying attention to my surroundings. Before I knew it, we were climbing a set of stairs, the metal creaking around me. That only meant one thing. We were at the entrance to her apartment.
“I hate these stairs,” I said as she ran up them, pulling me with her.
“I’ll make it up to you.”
At the top of the landing, Alex cursed a few times as the biometric lock failed reading her thumb.
“Finally,” she said with a flourish as she pushed the door open and hauled me inside like I weighed nothing.
I started to ask what we were doing in her apartment, though I had a pretty good idea, but she placed her finger over my mouth.
“I get you for one full night, Nathaniel Sullivan, and this time, you’re going to remember everything.”
Chapter Nineteen – Alex
Nothing was going to stop us this time. Come hell or high water, I was going to fuck Nate without interruption. Our luck hasn't been the greatest so far. Three attempts made, zero completion.
With what little strength I could muster after the amazing orgasm at the restaurant, I pushed Nate up against the apartment door. His deep chuckle was like an aphrodisiac as it washed over me after I told him that Rory agreed to stay the night to watch the twins. My sex practically purred for his attention.
I yanked the bottom of his shirt from his suit pants and began slipping the buttons free. I had no tact. My fingers trembled as I undid the first three, then Nate’s large hand fell on top of mine.
“Let’s take it slow, baby. There’s no reason to rush.”
I stared up at him like an angry feline ready to pounce. “Nate, I am so fucking horny right now my pussy feels like it’s going to explode.”
“What do you need me to do to make it feel better?” he asked as he yanked at one of the straps on my shoulder, untying the bow.
“I need you to fuck me hard and fast. I’m begging you, Nate. I need it.” I squirmed under his scrutiny as he trailed his fingertip across my collarbone and went to work loosening the other strap. “God, I’m so fucking wet right now.”
“I’m going to take care of you, baby.” He reached behind me and tugged down the zipper on my top. The material landed on the floor at our feet.
“I love your breasts,” he said, cupping them. “They’re the perfect size for my hands.” I rubbed my thighs together as he flicked my nipples with his thumbs. This time when I started undoing his shirt buttons again, he didn’t stop me.
My head rolled back as he released my breasts and bent forward to capture one nipple with his mouth.
“Nate,” I whimpered. “Please.”
When he pulled away, his shirt joined mine on the floor, and he toed off his dress shoes.
“Hard and fast, you say?” His fingers were working magic on his pants. They were unbuttoned and sliding down his legs in record time. His boxer briefs followed.
“I want to be sore tomorrow.”
“I’ll make sure you're sore for weeks,” he assured, and I smiled, because he said the same thing the last time we fucked. And I felt him for days after. “Now take off your skirt.”
