Alex grinned up at her wickedly. “Stay still.”
“Why must you torture me?” she wailed as he played with her nipples, twisting them, pulling on them lightly then flicking them back and forth.
With one hand he reached down to tease her swollen clit.
She felt him move inside her and it nearly caused her to come then and there.
“Oh, oh, oh. This is killing me. You’re killing me!”
Alex chuckled. “I don’t think anyone’s ever died from this, sweetheart.”
“How do you know? I could be the first. Do you really want that on your conscience? Oh, please let me move. Let me come. I need to come.”
She didn’t know how much longer she could go on. Need lashed at her in furious waves, pulling her under as she sank further and further into a world where only he existed. Alex. Her Dom.
Alex pulled her up then pushed her back down. She attempted to pull away from him and control the pace but he reached around and gave her a sharp smack on the ass, pulling her back into reality.
“Behave,” he said sternly. “Or you won’t come at all.”
Oh no. There was no way she could survive that. And she knew he meant every word. He had his stern Dom face on.
So she let him guide her movements, driving her slowly up and down that delicious cock. He ran his thumb over her clit, flicking it softly.
Sobs of need escaped her mouth. Alex’s breathing grew harsh. Her eyes filled with tears of need. One dripped down her face.
“You may come, my sweet.”
They were words she’d been longing for. He drove into her harder, faster, his thumb rubbing her clit. Ecstasy rolled over her and she screamed, slumping forward against his chest as he let out his own yell of relief. Her arm protested as it thumped against his hard body, but she ignored it as she shuddered through the onslaught of pleasure.
Alex rolled them over until she lay on her good side. He snuggled her against his chest as they both breathed heavily.
“Still alive, baby?” he asked.
“Maybe,” she replied tiredly. “Give me a few hours and I’ll let you know.”
She fell asleep listening to him laugh.
Chapter Thirteen
“I can’t believe we’re in Rome!” Tara exclaimed as she took a sip of her wine and smiled at Alex.
“I wanted to make this day special. It’s been one month since we tore up that stupid contract.”
It had been nearly two months since she’d been shot and the doctor had cleared her to start work next week provided she took things easy for a while. Eloise had been deemed a flight risk and had been denied bail so she was locked up until her trial. Tara was not looking forward to having to testify. But at least the police had arrested the man who’d mugged her and wrecked her apartment.
About a month after she’d been shot she’d started having nightmares about what had happened. Embarrassingly she’d even had a few panic attacks.
Alex had insisted that she go to therapy and she was glad he had. Talking through that night seemed to be helping. The last three nights she hadn’t had any nightmares.
Of course, that could be because Alex had whisked her away to Rome as a surprise. Now they were sitting on the balcony attached to their suite of rooms. Alex was dressed in the tux he’d worn for dinner. Damn, he looked hot. Th
e tux fit him perfectly. She was dressed in an oversized t-shirt with nothing underneath. Alex had decided that she would be naked in the hotel suite unless someone else was around. The t-shirt was in deference to the fact that they were out on the balcony.
“My feet hurt from all the walking we’ve done today.”
They’d been to the Colosseum and Ancient Rome. After a beautiful dinner, they’d decided to walk back to their hotel, stopping along the way to get some gelato.
“We did too much today,” Alex said with regret in his voice. “I’ll go run you a bath.”