Smirking, I crossed my arms behind my head. “However will we pass the time, then?”
My eyes widened as Alex flung her leg across my thighs, straddling me. Her fingers wandered down my chest, lazily swirling over my abs and back up, teasing my nipples.
“I’m sure, if we think hard enough, Dylan, we can come up with something,” she murmured, shifting and sliding over my rapidly swelling cock.
I grabbed her waist, holding her in place. “You feel so good, baby.” I arched my hips, hitting her right where she wanted me. “You like that? Huh? Is that what you want?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
“Say it, Alex. Tell me what you want.”
She leaned closer, her hands pressing on my sternum. Her hair fell forward, surrounding us with its silky texture, the ends tickling my skin. “You, Dylan. I want you to fuck me.”
Then, without another word, she sank down, engulfing me in her heat. Cursing, I moved my hands to her hips, holding her tightly as I matched her rhythm.
“Feels like you’re doing the fucking, Alex,” I ground out between clenched teeth, wondering why hearing her say fuck turned me on so much.
“You like
that? Huh?” she groaned, throwing my words back at me.
“Yes. Fuck yes, baby. Take me.”
And she did. She flung back her head, gripping my wrists as she rolled her hips, moving like a wave over me. Her breasts jutted out, and her long tresses brushed against my legs as she moved, beautiful in her passion. We surged and ebbed until I felt the stirrings of my orgasm taking over.
“Come for me, baby.” I strained up, needing to be as deep inside her as I could. “Come for me now.”
She shattered, a long, low hiss escaping her lips as I shook and cursed, emptying myself inside her. She fell forward, collapsing onto my chest, panting. Tenderly, I moved her legs and pulled the blanket over her, holding her tight.
“Sleep for a while.”
“Mmm-kay.”
And she was out.
When I woke up, she was gone. The room was still dark, and it almost felt like a dream, except her fragrance lingered in the bed and my body could still feel hers. Groaning, I reached down, fisting my hardening cock. More than anything, I wanted her back beside me, to be in her warmth. Slowly, I stroked myself, then cursed. It wasn’t my hand I wanted. It was her.
I rolled out of bed, squinting at the old alarm clock. It was only just past five. But I knew I wouldn’t fall back asleep—I never did once I was awake. I decided I’d get up and do some work. I knew Alex would rise early whether the inn was open or not. She’d have coffee on soon, and maybe I’d get the chance to make out with her in the kitchen before the kids were awake.
I stepped into the shower, the clouds of steam swirling around me. I leaned my arm on the tiles, resting my head against my forearm, still hard and throbbing with desire. Once again, I took my cock in my hand, stroking fast. I moaned her name, startling when arms came around my waist.
“Really, Dylan?” she murmured against my back. “I left you alone for fifteen minutes.”
I turned and dragged her into my arms. “Fifteen minutes too fucking long,” I hissed, capturing her lips. I kissed her passionately, my tongue possessing her mouth. Bending slightly, I grabbed behind her knees, lifting her up and spinning, pressing her against the shower enclosure. Her legs wrapped around my hips, my cock settling into her as if it belonged there. I dropped wet, openmouthed kisses to her throat, and pulled hard on her earlobe. “Now, Alex, it’s my turn to fuck you.”
She arched as I thrust, both of us groaning as I slid inside her. Bracing myself on the wall, I trapped her between the cold tile and my body, and I fucked her. My hips slammed into her hard and fast, and she met my movements, tilting her pelvis so I hit her exactly where she wanted. Her nails dug into my back, sinking farther the harder I took her. I covered her mouth, swallowing her cries, keeping them only for me. Her body tightened around me, milking my cock as she shattered. I dropped my head to her shoulder, drawing the skin between my teeth as I groaned out her name, my hand slapping the wall as my orgasm burned through me. I shuddered, my body melting into hers as the water poured over us.
“Fuck,” she whimpered. “That was just . . . fuck.”
I grinned against her skin, nipping it again, making her yelp. “Such a potty mouth you have for a lady, Alex.”
“Only when I’m naked with you,” she retorted.
I kissed my way to her mouth, hovering over her full lips. “Good,” I breathed. “I like you dirty with me.”
I moved back, helping her to her feet, and we let the warm water cascade over us. I shut off the water and stepped out, holding out a towel for her. “Best shower—ever.”
She giggled, then looked down at the floor and grimaced. “Damn it, my robe is wet.”