I drag the tip of my tongue up one fold, almost near the clit, but not quite, watching as she pinches her eyes shut in anticipation. I suck on her clit once before descending, licking her entrance, going even lower. She straightens one of her bent legs with a start, her back arching.
“Alex! Oh, Alex!”
I love seeing her open up to me like this. When she’s so close to a climax that I feel the muscles in her thighs and ass clench together, I pull back, kissing up her belly, bunching the tank top higher and higher, gobbling up every inch of skin I reveal. After yanking the top over her head, I capture her lips with mine. I could kiss her for hours, just kiss her. I can’t get enough of her sweet mouth.
Lowering one hand between us, I play with her clit. She fists my cock at the base, pumping all the way up, pressing the heel of her palm on the tip.
“Summer, that’s so good.”
Tension pulls at the base of my spine with every stroke. Summer comes undone beneath me, writhing and moaning. I can tell when every wave of pleasure spreads through her, because she squeezes harder, moves her hand faster. I come seconds after she does and nearly collapse on top of her.
Chapter Seventeen
Summer
“You are a bad man! Look at the time,” I exclaim once I’m dressed, and Alex has put on the only item of clothing he has in my room, his swim shorts. We were supposed to take a quick shower. Well, I suggested that. Alex had sexy plans, and he only shared them with me once I was already trapped between his hard body and the tiled wall.
“You could have said no,” he says.
“Mmm... I’m not very good at telling you no.”
“You do know I’ll take advantage of that, don’t you?”
“Oh, I hope you do.”
He stalks toward me, intent written on his face. I point a finger at him.
“Not right now. You’re going to make us miss lunch. And you still have to go change into clothes.”
“I wish I could stay in here with you all day.”
Sighing, I head to the small vanity table and start brushing my hair, avoiding looking at him in the mirror. “Far be it from me to want to bring reality into our little dream world, but we have to be careful, so no one can put two and two together about us.”
“I’m sorry. My contract is very strict on that point.”
“I know. Even if it wasn’t, being seen with a woman wouldn’t please your fans.” I shudder, remembering the vitriol in his fans’ voices during the panel.
Alex walks right behind me. Taking the brush out of my hands, he disentangles my hair with slow, gentle moves.
“You don’t mind that we have to keep it secret?”
“I’d love it if we didn’t have to, but it’s not a big deal. And it’s just for a few days anyway.”
Alex’s hand falters for a split second. We’re just for a few days. My stomach sinks at the thought, but I square my shoulders, smiling at him in the mirror. So what if we’ll go our separate ways in a week?
Is there a real risk I might fall for him? Yes, there is.
Will I let that hold me back? Most certainly not.
I foresee a need for a copious amount of sugar and sisterly love when I return to San Francisco, but I won’t let that thought get in the way.
When he finishes brushing my hair, he peppers my shoulders with kisses, glancing at me hungrily in the mirror.
“No,” I say firmly. “I want that lunch. Don’t make me miss it.”
He grins, his gaze raking up and down my body. “I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
Right... how do you let a man down gently when telling him you rate food—especially when you’re starving—above sexy times? I decide not to pussyfoot around.