I shake my head at him as waves of excitement roll through me. I take a step toward the bathroom, stop and turn around. “You know, you should have told me what you were up to.”
He scrubs his chin, his eyes serious. “You wouldn’t have let me.”
“Maybe…” I cock my head. “Or maybe I would have packed my too-tight girl scout uniform.”
“Jesus. Fuck.”
12
Alyssa
The warm night air curls around us as we exit the theater and walk through Times Square. To think that yesterday I was on my hands and knees digging in the dirt and today I’m all dressed up and just watched a Broadway show. I’m living in a fantasy world, I get that, but I don’t care anymore. I’m just going to enjoy Alek and the little time we have together. When it’s all over, I’ll lick my wounds in solitude. Until then, I’m all in, game for anything and everything.
Anticipation dances in the air as Alek puts his arm around me and tugs me close. I revel in the strength of his hand on my body as we stroll through the crowded streets, which are so very different from home. There isn’t one familiar face in this city, and I’m sort of enjoying the anonymity of it. No one knows my business and I don’t know theirs. Knowing I’ll never set eyes on these people again is a bit freeing.
The energy in the crowd buzzes around me, and I feed off it. I lift my chin and smile up at the incredibly kind and generous man who set this all up for me. He dips his head, and need wells up inside me when he smiles. I’m going to have a lot of healing to do, it’s true, but how can a girl not fall for a guy like him?
Earlier this evening, after showering and dressing, I exited the bathroom to find Alek dressed in a suit that showcased his broad shoulders and athletic body. The man cleans up nice, and while he looked amazing in the suit, it was all I could do not to tear it off his body and make love to him on the king-sized bed. But he had dinner plans and tickets for the show, and now…well, now we’re going for a limo ride, and I can hardly believe I’m going to check that off my bucket list. Equal amounts of nervousness and excitement invade my belly, and a strange giggle climbs out of my throat.
Pleasure smolders in his eyes when they meet mine. “Having fun?” he asks as he tugs me closer, and drops a kiss onto the top of my head. My heart squeezes, my body so consumed with need for this man it’s a bit overwhelming.
“I am,” I say and melt into him as he guides me through the streets. Someone bumps into me as they walk by fast. “It’s a good thing I have you, Alek. I’d get lost out here.”
“You’ve got me,” he says, and I fight back the emotions beating my chest like a gorilla’s fists, warning of danger. The truth is, while I’ve got him tonight, there is no future. I’ll have to move on without him, but how can I ever think about being with anoth
er guy after our time together. It’s unnerving and—
Stop!
Okay, I am not going to think beyond tonight. I am only going to enjoy the now.
After giving myself a quick lecture, I take a deep breath, let it out slowly, and let Alek guide me around the corner.
“Oh, we’re right here,” I say, surprised when I see the hotel.
He laughs and talks to the valet. A few minutes later, our limo arrives and the driver jumps out to open the back door for us. I’m about to slide in, but stop and put my mouth to Alek’s ear.
“I’m glad this was never checked off my list, because there’s no one else I’d rather take this ride with,” I say.
“Good,” he says his voice thick and husky, full of desire.
I slide into the seat, and stretch my legs out in comfort. My dress rises on my thighs, and I tug on it. I’m not wearing any panties, and there’s no need to flash our driver. Seriously though, this is all so out of character for me and I have to say, I love it. Alek speaks to the driver and a few minutes later, we’re cruising through the streets, Alek, seated beside me, his hard thigh warm and strong, pressed against mine.
He takes my hand and brings it to his mouth. My blood pumps faster, a surge of need racing through me. The divider between the front and back goes up and my nerve endings tingle.
“Do you think he can hear us?” I ask, as Alek puts a hand on my bare thigh.
“No.” His gaze moves over my face. “Do you have any idea how hard tonight was for me?”
My pulse spikes. Did he not enjoy the show? “What?”
He takes my hand and puts it on his erection. “Oh,” I say and giggle, like a silly schoolgirl.
“Yeah, oh. Seeing you in this dress, and knowing I was the guy who got to take it off you tonight…Jesus.” He scrubs his face. “I could hardly watch the show.”
“You did seem a bit distracted,” I say.
He shifts in his seat, and puts his face near my ear. He breathes me in as he whispers, “All I could think about was putting my cock in you.”