I almost licked my lips. Then I wanted to slap myself. I was suddenly all horny because of a little booze, but I’d all but ripped Alex’s heart out. I wasn’t sure if we could ever go back to what we had. And all because of my insecurities.
“You got to understand,” Alex said after taking another swig of the Boone’s, pulling me out of my thoughts. “After leaving town, I never had a real home. I was in the Army getting shipped all over for four years, and then I was in Texas.”
“But you had your apartment.”
He shook his head. “Tiny place. I never wanted to lay down real roots. No place felt like home after my dad died.” He handed me the bottle.
I downed some of the drink and handed the bottle back to him. My head was already a little fuzzy. “I can understand that.”
“Can you? You never left.”
“I know how I’d feel if Mama died.”
Alex nodded. “Yeah, I bet you would.” He blew out a breath. “Then I came back here, and I wanted roots. I wanted an actual home. I wanted a house, and this place was practically begging to be bought.” He gulped down a lot of the Boone’s and placed the bottle on the table.
“I’m really sorry, Alex,” I said quietly. “About all of it.”
His gaze locked with mine, but I couldn’t tell what he was feeling. Those intense gray eyes peered into me as if trying to peel away all the layers protecting my soul.
I began to wonder if I’d ruined any chance we had.
I sighed. “I don’t know if I can ever really mak—”
Alex leaned over and silenced me with a kiss. His eager tongue parted my lips and invaded my mouth. I kissed him back, almost laughing at the taste of Boone’s in our mouths.
He pulled away from me with a grin. “I forgive you for being stupid.”
I snort-laughed.
“I also figure if I stay with a stubborn-ass woman like you, it’ll be a long time before I get you to admit you were wrong like that again.”
I pointed to the bottle on the table. “I can still hit you with that, you know.”
My body rose, and it took my brain a few seconds to realize I was now in Alex’s arms.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
Alex grinned down at me. “I wanted to test out the big bed I bought.”
“Okay, I could help with that. Just, you know, as a test.”
His strong arms holding me, Alex all but bounded up the stairs and kicked open the door to the master bedroom. A huge bed dominated the room, a soft-looking dark blue comforter on top of it.
I giggled as he dropped me on the bed. Then, I gasped as he peeled his T-shirt off and tossed it to the floor, revealing those sculpted pecs and abs that I’d loved so much. I bit my lip as he dropped his pajama bottoms.
He wasn’t fully hard yet, but his cock still stood at attention.
Alex stalked over to me and grinned down at me. “Take those clothes off, or I’ll rip them off.”
I laughed and then went to work on my shoes, pants, and panties. My shirt and bra came off faster than I thought possible.
His cock twitched as he stood in front of me. I rolled onto my knees and moved to the edge of the bed, warmth already pooling in my center.
Without a word, Alex stepped forward and positioned his now rigid cock in front of my mouth.
I opened up, and he shoved his cock into my mouth. I gagged for a second, and he pulled out and then shoved back in. I moved my head in time with his thrusts, relaxing my throat, and he grabbed my hair to help guide me.
I did my best to slide my tongue along his cock as he fucked my mouth. He grunted with each thrust. After a minute of this, he pulled out. The salty taste of his precum lingered in my mouth.