“Tell me what you need,” he said, kissing her jaw.
“Inside me.”
“Oh, thank goodness.”
“Hurry.”
He lifted her, trembling from anticipation and the need he had been holding back. He tried to get them to the bed, but she peppered him with kisses and rubbed wantonly until his shaft was so hard, it was verging on painful. Edmund growled. Alexa ignored it and teased with her lips and tongue, licking his neck.
“We won’t make it to the bed,” he said, dropping her mid-walk and climbing on top of her. He was careful to cushion her fall, then was poised at her entrance, his tip rubbing against her slit and already feeling like he was going to spontaneously combust from that physical connection. “Hold tight.”
In response, she clutched his arms and curved her body up as he glissaded his cock inside her. At once, he was hit with the velvety tightness and wetness, rendering him speechless before a hiss petered out. He paused halfway, burning higher, and gritted his teeth as he pushed the rest of the way, then couldn’t move at all.
“Give me a second,” he rasped, not the least bit embarrassed when all he could experience was a soaring pleasure. “You feel so good, and I don’t think I can last.”
“Okay.”
She behaved, but only for a few seconds. She let out a sound when she wriggled and felt something, then was raining those lips all over his cheeks and mouth until he was drowning in the kisses. He started moving, an experimental slide in and out. He found the rhythm that suited them and surged repeatedly until moans flew out of her and her legs clung to his hips.
He gave her pleasure, angling over her most sensitive spot, and took his. The friction drove him insane, and perhaps it did the same to her as she bounced up when he thrust down and grew wild in his arms. When her body trembled, so did his.
But it wasn’t until Alexa came a second time that he finally let go and surrendered into the abyss of orgasm that was a long time coming.
“Stop. We can’t keep going like this.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No. Keep going.”
The words gave him amusement, but he stifled his laughter and worked his hips over the most wonderful spot between her legs, which he had become very acquainted with in the short time they had in Italy--and by short, that meant touching and taking Alexa all day long, then continuing into the night until they collapsed in exhaustion. He was sure they had tried doing it in all corners of their respective rooms by now, but the dining table was a first.
He thrust with fervor, already on the edge. She clutched the edge of the table and tried to muffle her moans against his shoulder, but even that couldn’t lessen the arousal from how pretty she looked in her green summer dress. Her flushed skin rubbed against his while her gaping top allowed him to play with her tits, but it wasn’t until her core clamped repeatedly that he lost his footing. The quiet orgasm fascinated him, but not for long as pleasure blinded him so fully, and he could do nothing but grind against her until he was bursting from his climax, too. When they were both emptied, she slumped against him, then kept him from sliding on the floor in a liquid slumber.
“Hey,” she said.
“Hey, my love,” he returned, then tilted his head up to kiss her. The slow, lazy kisses led to more, but they groaned and backed away before it could fully take fruition. “Okay, you are right. We can’t keep going like this.”
Gray eyes twinkled with humor as she hopped off the table. “Food. Sustenance. And it’s a shame to waste the pretty sights.”
He wanted to tell her she was the prettiest sight of them all but bit his tongue as anticipation flourished. “Get dressed and ready.”
“I am dressed and ready.”
“You don’t have panties,” he pointed out.
“Other than that.”
Oh, this woman. Edmund sidled closer, buttoning her top up. He also grazed her nipples with his thumbs while he did so, not missing the way arousal glazed her eyes.
“Put some panties on. Or you will find my fingers making their way under the table before we even start on our meals.”
Her breath caught. Reluctantly, he disentangled and whistled, leaving her to her devices until it was time to go. The sun set gloriously and left the skies with a pink-orange glow, but it was their next set of destinations that had him pumped up. When they got to the restaurant, a long line was already there, but they bypassed it and were seated at a center table overlooking the night lights.
“Order whatever you want,” he said, not even looking at the menu as he glanced at the waiter. “Give us your bestsellers and your best wine.”
She examined the menu carefully, eyes widening. She set it aside and leaned towards him. “It’s expensive.”
“I will take care of the expenses. I want to do this for you, my love.”