Love, Lies, and Deception(24)

We were both breathing hard and sweaty from the exertion, but there was still a throbbing ache between my legs that demanded more. Alec gently pulled out of me and took off the condom, throwing it in the waste basket on the floor beside his bed. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the lips.

“You were so tight and wet at the same time. It felt amazing.”

I smiled lazily at him, fully relaxed but ready for another round. “Yes it did,” I agreed.

A concerned look was in his eyes when he asked, “Are you sore?”

I moved my hips around to gauge the pain. “Yeah, just a bit, but I’m okay.”

Mischievously, he grinned and gloated, “Good, so now when you go out tonight you’ll feel that ache between your legs and know that it was I who did that.”

I gaped at him, mouth wide open, and moaned. Shit, that was so freakin hot.

“How could I forget?” I teased seductively. “Why don’t you remind me just in case?”

It was his turn to gape in disbelief. He sighed and immediately grew hard again. “Do you see what you do to me, Marissa? I don’t think I’m going to be able to let you go if you keep teasing me.”

Smiling, I bit my lip and rubbed his cock. “Are you ready for round two?”

Alec reached over and grabbed another condom from his dresser. “You’re too much, you know that?”

“You have no idea,” I said, grabbing the foil packet.

Pushing Alec onto his back, I opened the wrapper and rolled the condom down his cock. His eyes were alight with wonder, passion, and something else I couldn’t quite figure out. It was a forbidden look of sorts: dangerous, dark, and primal. Knowing I put it there had me even more turned on.

Slowly, I straddled his body and lowered myself inch by glorious inch over his straining erection. I rode him hard—time escaping me—until we were both spent and completely satisfied. We laid on Alec’s bed, and slowly drifted off to sleep, holding each other in a lover’s embrace. For once, in a very long time, I actually felt happy.





I woke to the sudden sound of someone stomping on the floor above us … my floor, my apartment. Groaning, I looked over at the window and noticed it was dark outside. “Shit,” I hissed, jumping out of bed.

Alec jerked awake and sat up. “What’s wrong?” he asked sleepily.

Looking at the clock on his bedside table, I noticed I only had thirty minutes left until everyone would be meeting up to go to the bar. While I rushed to put on my clothes I explained, “I have to hurry and get ready. I can’t go out tonight smelling like sex and looking like this.”

Alec’s lazy grin was sexy, and a part of me wanted to stay so I could see more of it, but I knew I couldn’t. “I think you look hot like that. When will you be back tonight?”

“I’m not sure,” I replied, tying up my sneakers. “But since Emily will be there she’ll probably make me stay out till all hours of the night.”

“So, I’ll see you tomorrow then?”

I straightened from tying my shoes, and walked over to the bed. “You better believe it.”

“Stay out of trouble tonight,” he warned.

I winked. “I always do.”

I kissed him quickly and ran out of his apartment, taking the steps two at a time. Bolting through the door, I stripped down as I made my way to the bathroom, leaving a trail of clothes in my wake. Emily’s eyes went wide and she gasped when she saw me.

“Whoa,” she muttered, sliding out of the way to let me pass.

“Sorry,” I called out to her, turning the knob on the shower to hot.

It always took our water forever to get warm and the pressure through the shower head always sucked ass, but I jumped in anyway with it still cold and cringed the whole time it slowly made its transition to hot.

Reaching outside the shower curtain, I grabbed a hair tie and hastily put my hair up so it wouldn’t get wet. I washed quickly, lathering everywhere with soap, even the tenderness between my legs where Alec clearly left his mark. He got what he wanted, didn’t he?

I could definitely feel the aftereffects of our tryst down below, but it was a delicious ache that I welcomed with all my heart. When I opened the shower curtain, Emily was right there, holding out a towel with the biggest grin on her face. I took it, wrapping it around my body and trying hard to keep myself from smiling like an idiot.

She giggled. “Wow, you look amazing. Who would’ve thought a few romps in the sack would give you that much of a glow. Now I know why you dumped Jason.”

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, I’ve never experienced the way Alec made me feel … ever, with anyone. It was amazing.”

Emily grinned. “I can tell.”

“What about you though? If anyone looks amazing it’s you. Justin’s not gonna take his eyes off of you tonight.”

“He better not,” she said, putting her hands on her hips. Wiping off the foggy bathroom mirror with a towel, she puckered her lips, gliding on her bright red lipstick that matched her top. She wore the red halter top that I bought her for her birthday with a pair of skin tight black leather pants. Her normally wavy strawberry blonde hair was sleek down her back, and I knew it must’ve taken her at least an hour to get it that straight.

Still applying her lipstick, I looked at our reflection in the mirror and asked, “Is it that obvious with me? I don’t see the glow you’re talking about.” I glanced in the mirror and everything about me looked the same.