Alex shifted position slightly and then started hammering into me. I could only get out a few strangled moans as the waves of pleasures overlapped and built on each other.
No thinking remained. I could barely even remember at this point that I was having sex with Alex and this wasn’t some nighttime fantasy. Every part of my body tingled with heat. My center was overloaded with pressure, and another climax was coming soon.
I didn’t even think it was possible, but Alex sped up even more. My breath was now a series of ragged bursts matching his thrusts.
The next orgasm ripped through me, and I let out loud cry, the pleasure blasting through my body and mind.
My walls tightened around Alex, trying to milk him. After a final solid thrust, his cock swelled, and he cried out his release. His warm seed shot deep into me, coating me.
Alex remained inside me for a moment, his comfortable fullness helping prolong the wonderful warmth still filling my body. When he finally pulled out, I let out a quiet sigh of disappointment, and then allowed myself to collapse on top of the bed.
He crawled to the side of the bed to grab the blanket and pull it over us.
I rolled over to rest my head against his solid chest, loving the still heavy thump of his heart.
“How come we never did that before?” Alex said.
“Because we both knew you were leaving.”
“Huh.”
I nuzzled his neck. “But it doesn’t matter ‘cause now you’re here.”
“Give me your phone,” Alex suddenly commanded.
I pulled away to look up at him. “Why?”
There was an intense look in those gray eyes of his. “Because I won’t be here tomorrow, but I want to prove this wasn’t about a one-night stand.”
I blinked. “W-what?”
“I have to be back on my job site tomorrow,” Alex said. He ran through his blond hair. “So I can’t stay. I’m leaving early in the morning. But I want you to have my number, so we won’t go 10 years without talking again.”
“I, uh...” Yes, I know. A great response. I’d dreamed about this moment for 10 years, not just the sex but finding something more, and now I was babbling like an idiot.
A look of disappointment appeared on his face. “Unless you don’t want to. I just assumed …” He shrugged.
“No, no, no, I want you to have my number,” I said.
I rolled over to hop off the bed and then rushed over to my purse. After quickly fishing my phone out, I handed it to him. My thundering heart distracted me so much, all I could manage was a weak nod.
Alex navigated to my contacts list and added his name and number. “Just text me, and I’ll text you back when I can. Everything else we can figure out as we go. I think we both know there’s something here.”
“You’re sure, then?” I said quietly. It was hard to accept what I was hearing, no matter how good it sounded. “I mean, you know, it was fun, and I’d like to think about more, but, well …” I tried to sound casual, but I knew I was failing.
Alex smiled. “Yeah. This is not the end, Aspyn. This is the beginning of something I should have started a long time ago.”
I slipped back into bed and his arms.
We lay there, entangled with him stroking my hair, until we finally fell asleep.
Chapter 4
Alex
Sometimes I hated my boss. Like that Saturday. Or the Thursday before my trip. Okay, most days, I hated my boss.
I grumbled as I put on my hard hat and walked into the warehouse. I didn’t want to be there. I didn’t even think I needed to be there, but he’d insisted I be there. Arguing with him wasn’t worth risking my job, no matter how stupid I thought he was being.