12 Days of Forever(24)

I pick her up and her legs squeeze around my hips as I carry her up to my room. Each step I take is done so blindly since my lips haven’t left her breasts. I pay equal attention to both until we reach my room.

Setting her down on my bed gently, I slip off her boots and she slides down her tights. Her beautiful porcelain skin looks alabaster against my dark comforter with the moonlight shining through.

“You’re so beautiful,” I say against her skin. I shed my pants before I crawl up next to her. We’re side by side and we’re at the point of no return. We could stop and pretend the other night didn’t happen, or we could cross into the friends-with-benefits zone. Even though I’m not getting everything I want, I’m still with her. Fuck it!

My hand trails down her side, her skin pebbling from my touch. She hitches her leg over my hip, telling me what she wants. I’m not one to deny her, and I slip my finger into her panties. Her eyes start to close, but she fights it. She’s watching me watch her as my finger works her over. Her heel pushes into my ass, encouraging me. When her hips start to rock, I know she’s close. I’m a selfish man and want to feel her clench around my cock and not my finger.

I sit up and rip her panties away from her and unclasp her bra. She follows and pushes my boxers off of me, taking me in her hand. My eyes roll back, and I can’t help but thrust into her hand.

“Do you want me?” she asks, as she lies back down. I inch forward and rub the head of my cock against her clit.

“Is this what you want?”

She bites her lip and nods. I push in slowly and hiss at the connection. I keep going, pulling out and starting over. My hands cup her breast as I slide in and out of her. Her head falls back, her eyes closing. I lean forward and capture her mouth, pressing my body against hers. We move in unison, creating friction and heat.

“You’re so beautiful.” I kiss her again, increasing my tempo. She moans, her nails pressing into my back.

“Fuck, you’re so wet, Yvie.” Her hands trail down my back and push into my ass, and I move faster. She screams out, asking for more. I flip her over, not giving her time to adjust before I’m slipping into her again. I pull her up, using her flexibility to my advantage. I hold her to my chest, my hand fondling her breast. She rocks into me as my finger finds her clit. I rub her frantically, feeling that she’s close.

“Alexander,” she let’s my name fall from her lips in ecstasy. I increase my ministrations, pushing into her with all that I am.

“Fuck,” I groan when I feel her squeeze my cock. Yvie pants as I reach my climax. We fall forward, in a heap of sweat and heavy breathing.

I roll over, pulling out of her, but taking her with me. “That was…”

“Orgasmic,” she says, with a laugh.

I chuckle and kiss the top of her head before getting up and heading toward the bathroom. I clean up, and bring back a wet washcloth for her.

Crawling toward her, I let the cloth lead a path up her body. She shivers, but doesn’t push me away. Yvie takes the washcloth from me and throws it over my face. I pull it down in time to watch her walk out of room, naked.

I close my eyes, and wait for her to return. I want to keep her and not let her go back to New York, but that’s not possible. When she comes back, she crawls over my body, stopping to blow on my semi-hard dick. He starts to spring to life again as she lays her body over mine. I hold her there, relishing in the moment.

“You called me Alexander; I think that made me come.”

Yvie laughs. “I found your name on a piece of paper at my brother’s. I was going to call you Alexander earlier, but it just slipped out there.”

“I like the way it sounds coming off your lips.” I instantly regret saying those words, and we both go quiet. “Hey, can I take you to the airport tomorrow?”

“I have a rental car,” she says, sitting up partially so I can see her.

“Harrison and I can take care of it. I’d just feel better if you let me drive you.”

She nods. “Okay, Alexander.”

I growl and roll over the top of her. “Say it again, and you’ll be sorry.” I thrust my hips into hers, showing her that I’m ready and willing for another round.

“Show me what you have, Alexander Knight.” I push into her and that shuts her up. As I move over the top of her, I realize that this woman, whether she’s a friend or lover, is going to be the death of me.