“Don’t be scared,” Alec murmurs, his lips now only mere centimeters away from mine.
“How can I not be? If we do this and it doesn’t work out, I’ll lose you.” I twist my body so I’m straddling Alec, then push him so he’s lying on his back, his head resting against my tall stack of fluffy pillows. “I can’t lose you.”
His hands come around and cup the backs of my thighs, grinding my center against him. “You’re not going to lose me,” he promises. “No matter what happens, we’ll always be in each other’s lives.” His brown eyes plead for me to believe him, to believe in him, in us.
There are so many things that can go wrong. I’m not a relationship expert by any means, but I’m old enough to know the odds are against us. Every adult in my life didn’t find their forever until they experienced heartbreak. If we give in to what we want, there’s a huge chance we might end up breaking each other’s hearts.
“Don’t do that,” Alec says, fisting the back of my ponytail. “Don’t think of everything that can go wrong.” He pulls my face down to his. “Don’t set us up for failure before we’ve even begun. Let’s just take it one day at a time.”
“One day at a time,” I repeat, taking a deep breath. I can do that. One. Day. At a time.
“One day,” he murmurs against my lips. “One moment… One kiss…”
I wrap my arms around his head, and my fingers thread through his short hair. His lips part mine, and his tongue sinks inside. Warmth floods through my veins as his tongue strokes mine. He kisses me gently, with patience, proving through his actions that he really is taking it one moment at a time. And I have to say, this moment feels damn good.
Since I’m in only a tank and a pair of cheeky underwear, Alec massages the globes of my ass, gently grinding our bodies against one another, the friction hitting my clit in all the right ways.
Needing to feel more of him, I break our kiss and pull at the bottom of his shirt, silently telling him what I want. With eyes screaming of love and desire, he sits up and yanks his shirt over his head, revealing his perfect body. I rub my hands down his sculpted, tattoo-covered chest, then place open-mouthed kisses to each of his nipples, before I begin to work my way down each of his rippled abs. His skin is soft yet firm, only a sprinkle of dark hair running down the center. I’ve fantasized so many times about what Alec would feel like… taste like… but none of my fantasies did him any justice.
I pepper kisses down his happy trail, excited to be so close to the Promised Land. When I arrive at my destination, I lower his shorts and his dick springs free. It’s thick with a single vein running from root to tip, and my mouth waters at the sight, wanting to taste him. I fist his hard shaft gently, then wrap my mouth around the swollen head. It’s smooth and tastes clean, the scent of the soap he uses in the shower lingering on him.
I take him into my mouth, as far as I can go, dragging my teeth along his entire length. Alec hisses, gripping my nape, as I run my tongue along the same area, licking away the sting.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he growls, tugging my head off his dick. My mouth makes a popping sound and saliva drips down my chin.
Alec flips us over so I’m on my back and he’s hovering above me. He licks his way up my chin then sucks my bottom lip into his mouth before releasing it.
“It’s my turn,” he murmurs, pulling my top down and exposing my breasts.
“But I didn’t get to finish.” I pout.
“Patience,” he says, as he wraps his lips around my pebbled nipple and sucks on it. Electric waves shoot through my body, as if there’s a direct path from my breast to my core. Wrapping my legs around Alec’s waist, I clench my thighs together.
“I need—”
The door swings open, making us both jump. Alec’s head swings to the side as my eyes pop open to see who’s there, realizing when Alec came in to talk to me, he never closed the door.
“Hey, Lex, I—Oh my God!” Georgia squeals, at the same time I shriek, “Georgia!” as I try to cover my breasts—which is really pointless since my sister has seen me naked plenty of times over the years. But in this moment, I’m not exactly thinking clearly…
“Sorry!” she yells, slamming the door behind her.
Alec glances back at me, his face a bit flushed, and his eyes wide in shock and embarrassment. Makes sense since Georgia probably got a nice peek of his butt since, at some point, he removed his shorts and boxers.