“I’m going to go slow.” His smile faltered. “I swear it.”
She nodded as she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down until they were kissing again. He was so smooth. She forgot her fears moments later as he peeled her panties and bra from her heated skin.
When she lay next to him, fully naked, he again ran his eyes over her and touched her gently with just his fingertips before spreading her thighs and running a finger over her lips below. She cried out and felt her body convulsing.
“Yes,” he begged as he slipped a finger into her, causing her to instantly lose the last of her control. “Come for me.”
Nothing on earth would have made her deny him at that moment. Not Eric. She’d waited far too long and had dreamed of this very moment all of her life.
Chapter 10
Eric watched Alice change in front of his eyes. Gone was the young girl that had followed him around, obviously infatuated with him. She was no longer the awkward preteen with legs that were too long and braces. No, what lay before him now, in the afterglow of orgasm, was the woman of his fantasies.
Which, of course, made his cock jump and grow even more painfully hard.
While she lay there on the comforter, breathing hard from the release, he reached into the nightstand, thankful he’d packed a box of condoms for the trip, and slid one on.
When he moved above her, her eyes slid open, a smile of pure satisfaction on her lips as she gripped his hips and spread her legs wide to take him in.
“This means something,” he said, unsure of why he needed to do so.
“Yes,” she said softly and pulled him down until their lips met. When he slid slowly into her, he couldn’t stop a moan of pure joy from vibrating from his chest.
“My god,” he whispered once he was fully embedded into her.
“I need…” She bit her bottom lip and dug her nails into his skin. “Move, I need…”
He chuckled, trying to keep a little control, but then she jerked her hips up closer to him, and he could have sworn his eyes crossed as pure euphoria spread throughout his entire being.
Suddenly, he couldn’t control himself as he moved over her, in her. She surrounded him more than he’d ever imagined. Her arms, her legs, her pussy. Everything she was, held him as if she was made to embrace him.
He lost track of time as sweat rolled down his back as they moved as one. He felt her second release and growled moments later with his own.
He fell breathlessly onto her after his entire body gave out, knowing there was nothing left to give and not caring at all.
“Eric,” she grunted a few minutes later. “You’re heavier than you look.”
He chuckled and rolled until he lay beside her, holding her tightly in his arms.
“Better?” he asked.
“Much.” She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. “This was better than my beach fantasy,” she said out of the blue.
Chuckling again, he glanced down at her. “This beach? With snow and all?”
“No.” She laughed. “Someplace tropical. Warm.” She sighed. “Where I was wearing nothing but a string bikini and you were…”
“You need not go any further.” He stopped her. “I’m in.”
She laughed as he ran his hands over her hips. “The last time I saw you in a bathing suit, Chris about punched me.”
She leaned up until she was looking down at him. “When was that?”
“Last Fourth of July.” He suddenly felt hungry.
“Fourth…” She frowned down at him. “You didn’t make it to that party.”
He remembered too late. “I did.” He cringed. “But after I saw you, and your brother saw me seeing you…” He sighed. “I left.”
“You… left?” She shook her head. “Why?”
He sat up and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching down to pull on his boxers.
“Eric?” she asked, moving over to the side of the bed with him. The fact that she was still completely naked didn’t go unnoticed by him.
He turned and, trying to keep his eyes on her face, said, “Because I knew then that there was no way I would be able to keep my hands off of you that day.”
Not waiting for her to respond, he got off the bed and walked into the next room.
When she joined him, she had pulled on those tight yoga pants and the tank top, sans the bra underneath. Her nipples were still very hard and poked through the light material, causing his eyes to focus only on them.
“Up here, pretty boy,” she purred as she walked towards him. When her fingertips nudged his chin up until their eyes met, he realized he’d been practically drooling. “Did you really leave the beach party because of that?”
He nodded, not trusting his voice. He needed a glass of water to cool off. No, hell, he needed a beer. Already he could feel himself growing harder.
She watched his reaction as she reached down and touched his boxers, rubbing the soft material over his hard-on until he closed his eyes and leaned into her.
“And now?” she asked. He shook his head, not understanding the question.
“Why aren’t your hands on me now?” she asked. He jerked the moment the question was out, taking her in his arms and plastering her against the counter. Her pinned her between him and the microwave as his mouth crushed hers and his hands jerked the yoga pants down her hips.
This time, he wasn’t going to go slow and wait. This time, when he pushed his finger into her heat, she cried out his name and he reveled in the sound of excitement from her lips.
She kicked off the yoga pants and spread her legs wide so he could slide between her thighs. In one quick motion he was inside her while her legs wrapped around his hips and her arms around him.
She cried out his name over and over as he pounded into her blindly. “I can’t…” He shook his head. “I can’t wait.”
“No, don’t. I’m…” She arched and fell at the same time he did.
Eric didn’t like the fact that his legs were made of jelly or that his shorts were around his ankles. But when he realized he’d just come in Alice without a condom, he froze.
“Oh my god,” he said slowly. “I…” He jerked away from her as if he’d been burned.
“What?” Her eyes opened quickly, looking around the room. “What?” she said again when he just stared at her blankly.
“I was in a hurry. I… forgot…” He swallowed.
When she started laughing, he cursed.
“It’s okay,” she said between giggles. “I’ve been on the pill since… well, a long time, and I’m never late taking them.”
He relaxed a little. “I’m clean. I have a yearly…”
“Eric, it’s me.” She jumped from the counter as he pulled up his shorts. “I know you are.” She moved over and kissed him. “I’m the same. My checkup is every birthday month, which was…”
“Two months ago,” he answered for her, causing her to smile.
“Right.” She kissed him. “Now I’m going to make some soup and turkey sandwiches. I’m starving.”
They sat in front of the fire and ate, telling each other what they each liked most about the holidays.