Lost in Paradise (Paradise Club #2)(37)



A while later the golf cart stops, which pulls me from my sleep. I try to focus on the darkness to see where we are, but sleep has made my eyes heavy.

“We’re at your room,” Alex whispers as he helps me from the cart and wraps a steady arm around me as we walk along the path toward my room. I swipe my wrist across the door, and it opens. I kick off my shoes, and the next thing I know Alex sweeps me off my feet into his arms and strides across the room toward my bed. He pulls back the freshly made covers and places me on the sheets, then smiles.

“Stay,” I ask.

“If I stay, I won’t be fucking you tonight,” he states clearly, with those green eyes staring down at me. My brows pull together in disappointment which pulls a smirk from his lips. “Don’t worry, Ivy, when the sun is up, my dick will be in your cunt as soon as humanly possible.”

Well, damn, Mr. Lewis, and your dirty talk.

“I mean it, Ivy. Tomorrow.” He points his thick finger at me, and the memory of it sliding between my thighs earlier comes flooding through my mind. “Stop it!” Alex chuckles as if he can read every dirty thought that runs through my mind. “Get undressed. Do not put anything on and go to sleep.”

I watch him retreat to my bathroom. It doesn’t take me long to take my dress off and throw it to the side. Thankfully, I’m not wearing any underwear, then I pull the covers over me. Moments later, Alex comes out of the bathroom naked, and my eyes track his every movement all the way down to what is hanging between his thick thighs. I’m mesmerized by his dick bobbing as he walks.

“Ivy, stop looking at me like that,” Alex growls out the words.

“Like what?” I ask, feigning innocence.

“Like you wished my dick was filling you right now,” he states as he walks around the bed and climbs on top.

“I don’t wish, Alex. I want,” I firmly state, turning and facing him as he twists onto his side. Those green eyes narrow before he reaches out and pulls me to his chest.

“I promise you, in the morning, I will fill every single hole you offer me. Now, go … to … sleep,” he huffs out, kissing my forehead before rolling me over onto my other side and wrapping himself tightly around me.

I feel his dick harden against my ass as it presses against me.

“I will not break, Ivy, so sleep. Otherwise, you will not like what I have planned,” he warns me.

The problem is now I’m awake, and every nerve ending in my body is on high alert. Plus, there’s an insatiable throb between my legs that needs sorting out. I wiggle a little more against Alex, but he doesn’t budge. I let a hand slide down his thigh, and he wraps his hand around my wrist, halting me.

“Rest, you’re going to need it,” he mumbles against my skin, and I eventually give up.

Alex has won this round, and I finally fall asleep.





14





IVY





Never in my life have I ever had a sex dream before and woken up with an insatiable thirst for someone. Opening my eyes, I feel Alex’s hard body behind me and his impressive morning wood. Licking my lips, I spin around in his arms and let my hands run along the planes of his muscular body.

The sun is up as it streams through my windows—he did promise that as soon as the sun was up he would be between my legs, and now I am slightly disappointed that I didn’t wake up with him inside of me.

My eyes trail over his handsome face—he looks relaxed in sleep. I take in his five o’clock shadow that stretches across his square jaw, along with a slight pinkness to his cheeks from getting some sun yesterday. My eyes continue their trail down over his chest as it moves slightly with his even breathing. There are no visible tattoos, a slight smattering of hair stretches across his sun-kissed skin, and my mouth waters with excitement.

A squeal falls from my lips as a once-sleeping Alex launches himself at me and pins my arms above my head and presses his hard body against mine.

“I thought you were sleeping?” I gasp as I look up into his hungry eyes.

“Couldn’t sleep when my dick’s been a steel pole all night with your ass wriggling against it.”

Mmm, that does sound painful.

“Guess you should do something about it, then,” I say, biting my bottom lip as anticipation rushes through my body.

“Is that so, Miss Starr,” Alex says while quirking his brow. “What are you wanting me to do?”

Everything.

Anything.

All of it.

I don’t care.

I want him any which way he desires.

Alex must read the thoughts racing through my mind because a sly smirk appears as he stares down at me. “How did I get so lucky to be in your bed, Ivy?” His comment catches me off-guard, the switch from heat to affection, and I don’t know what to say. Instead, I stare up at him and blink a couple of times, stunned by his sincerity.

Alex lets go of one of my wrists and runs his thumb across my face. “There will come a day when my compliments stick, and I can’t wait,” he says as he stares down at me as if I’m the most precious thing he’s ever seen. His adoration for me should make me feel uncomfortable, except it makes my entire body liquefy with happiness.

“I look forward to that day,” I reply, whispering the words to him, which make him lean down and press the faintest of kisses to my lips.

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