Taming Alec(18)

“I trust you,” I said. And I did.

He’d given me more reasons not to trust him, but it didn’t matter. I trusted Alec. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, no matter what he thought of himself.

“How the hell are you still a virgin?” he asked. “The second I saw you, I started thinking of ways to get you naked. I know I’m not the only man who’s thought about it.”

I tried not to be embarrassed. “I’ve never really been interested in any guy enough to give one a chance.”

“But you want me?”

“Yeah, I do.”

He shook his head. “This is more than I expected when I carried you in here. I wasn’t expecting to take your virginity.”

He seemed bothered by the prospect. I reached out and took his hand.

“No going back, remember?” I said.

He stared at me for a moment before leaning down to brush his lips against mine. “No going back.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down closer to me. I sighed in contentment as his body relaxed against mine. He kissed me softly on the corner of my mouth before moving to my cheek. I turned my head as he kissed a trail to my ear. He pressed a kiss under my ear, and I shuddered. I felt his lips turn up into a grin. He bit down gently on my ear before kissing down to my neck. My breathing grew erratic as he kissed lower. I jumped when his lips found the swell of my breast.

“You okay?”

“Never better,” I mumbled.

He kissed between my breasts and down my stomach to the top of my panties. When he started pulling on them, I raised my hips to help him. He pulled them down my legs and dropped them to the floor.

“Sit up,” he said, his voice rough.

I did as he’d said. He kissed me on the lips before reaching around to unfasten my bra. My cheeks flamed as it fell away.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful, Rebecca.” He trailed his fingers between my breasts. “I want to touch you everywhere.”

He gently pushed me back before kissing his way up my stomach. I gasped when his mouth closed over my nipple. He ran his tongue back and forth, causing me to arch off the bed. I cried out when he reached out and pinched my other nipple between his thumb and finger. He released my nipple from his mouth and ran his tongue down my stomach. My breath caught when he spread my legs apart and settled in between them. He swirled his tongue around my clit, and I grabbed his shoulders, my nails digging in.

“You taste sweeter than I imagined.” He ran his hand up and down my thigh.

His fingers moved up until he found my entrance. He thrust two fingers in, and I moaned. It felt uncomfortable for a moment, but once my body grew used to it, I thought I might explode. His tongue and fingers were doing wondrous things to my body.

As he continued his assault on my body, I felt myself building. My hips thrust up, completely out of my control. I threw my head back as stars exploded in front of my eyes. His tongue never stopped moving until I slowly floated back down. As he finally pulled away, we were both breathing heavily.

My eyes followed him as he stood and reached for his jeans. He pulled out his wallet and opened it. I froze as he took out a condom, my body stiff with sudden nerves. He dropped his wallet and jeans back onto the floor. I watched with rapt attention as he slid his boxers down his legs. I couldn’t help but stare at him, all of him.

I sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed. “I guess I know why they call you Spike,” I mumbled as I kept my eyes glued to the piece of metal in the head of his dick. His nickname made sense to me now.

He tensed for a second. “Where did you hear that?”

“One of your bartenders. I wondered why that was your nickname. Now, I know.”

He laughed.

“Can I touch you?” I asked quietly.

He groaned. “You can do anything you want to me.”

He stepped closer to the bed. I reached out and trailed my fingers down his shaft. It felt like steel wrapped in silk.

“It’s so soft,” I said as I wrapped my hand around his dick.

He groaned again. “That’s not something a guy wants to hear when a chick is touching him like that.”

I giggled. “You know what I mean.”

I slid my hand back and forth, memorizing the feel of him. I avoided the piercing, afraid that I’d hurt him. Finally, I released him and ran my hands up the firm muscles of his stomach. I explored every inch of him before moving up to his chest. I ran my fingers around the outside of his nipples before finally flicking them. I loved touching him like this.

“Okay, enough of that. Keep it up, and this will end sooner than either of us wants.” He scooped me up and tossed me back down onto my pillows.

I laughed, unable to stop myself. Being with Alec like this was easy. My fears started to disappear.

“I’m going to be as gentle as I can, Rebecca, but this is going to hurt.” He ripped open the condom packet.

I watched in fascination as he slid it on.

He climbed back onto the bed and positioned himself over me. “We’ll go slow though. Are you ready?”

I closed my eyes as I felt him pressing against my entrance. My entire body tensed. “Yes, I’m ready.”

“No, you’re not. You have to relax.” He leaned down and kissed me deeply.

I sighed into his mouth. His lips did wonderful things to me. I was jolted back to reality when he began to slide into me. He took his time, pushing in inch by inch. I felt an uncomfortable pressure, but there was no pain like I’d expected.