“What, at the stroke of midnight you become a prince?” I was so done with the Alec Blair he was pretending to be.
“You figured me out. You win, Kylie. I am hiding from myself. Yay, you are the golden ticket holder. I just ask that you let me make love to you once. Honest, no holds barred love. By dawn, I’ll be a monster again, but I want you to know what it feels like to be loved…just for tonight. If you will forgive me enough to allow me that, I promise it will be worth it. In the morning after a proper breakfast with real plates and silverware, I will let you go. Does that sound like something you can do?” He seemed vulnerable … and finally genuine.
“Can we make love in your bed? Missionary style with no food products? I mean the water show was so nice … amazing, all of this is incredible, but you’re not here. Some insane sex god is. You know how we good vanilla girls do; we can only take so much extravaganza. It’s time to get biblical.” My heart was fluttering, and my vagina was waving her pom-poms.
“I promise you’ll see Jesus.” That damn grin on his face undid me.
I should have said no, I should have gone home, I should have done everything my brain was screaming at me to do … but I cocked my head and gave him a flirtatious grin.
He stood up and exited the water like the Creature from the Black Lagoon meets King Kong and grabbed me up into his arms as he strode across the polished concrete floor dripping water in his wake.
When we reached his bed, we passed it and went through the only door in the penthouse into the bathroom. It was sexy and lavish. With the same slate grey floors as the rest of the house, the room seemed just as cold, but the bathtub was only slightly smaller than the Jacuzzi, and the separate shower had a bench in it and was as big as a normal-sized bathroom. There was a sexy free-standing white sink between two slate shelves and a mirror that filled the entire wall.
I didn’t look up to see what his fucking had done to me; I didn’t need to know, so I kept my face turned toward his warm naked skin. He moved to a barn door and slid it open to take out one of the many fluffy white robes he had hanging inside. There were also stacks of soft white towels. He gently set me down on the tile as he took out a robe and brought it over my shoulders.
Immediately I was flooded with warmth.
“Thank you.” I smiled at him feeling cozy.
“You were shivering.” He wrapped a towel around his waist, hiding the fact that he had almost grown hard again. “Now lie down on the bed … legs up … just like you requested, though you can leave the robe on for now.” His eyes were dangerous as he walked out of the bedroom.
“I thought this was supposed to be love,” I emphasized the word.
“Oh, it will be, trust me. On the bed, legs up, so I can see your pussy.” His voice darkened.
“Doesn’t sound like love,” I protested.
“Well, I love your pussy, so that’s a start.” His smile was sweet and encouraging, so I got up onto the bed, having no other place to go, but I didn’t put my legs up and present my vagina as if I were some kind of sex toy, no thanks.
He walked past the bed and back into the bathroom. I didn’t really want to know what he was doing, so I turned my head to the pillow and enjoyed its softness. I had a thing for linens; the finer the better. When Alec came back to the bed, he had a jar of coconut oil, which he set on the bedside table and spooned his body in behind me, no longer wearing the towel.
Through the fluffy robe, I couldn’t feel his hardness, and I kind of missed it, but I knew I’d be getting much more of it than I could handle soon enough. Alec kissed my neck after carefully moving my wet clinging hair from my skin and opening the robe enough for him to kiss the place on my neck where he made me most crazy.
I moaned in response to the incredible sensation.
“Nape of the neck, clitoris, here …” He wiggled his fingers into my side just above the hip as he opened my robe to expose my naked flesh, “… and here.” He touched my belly button where the ice cream had melted down my sides. “Those are your erogenous zones.” He smiled like a scientist.
I turned to him, amazed. “You know?”
“I’ve been paying attention.” He lay over the top of me, forcing my legs apart as he moved down to my mouth and kissed me with such sweetness I melted as I had every time we’d had sex that night.