Page 66 of Tempting Him

I push the underwear down my legs and he brings me the bottle of liquid. I position myself on the bed and spread my legs, reaching between them to slide a finger inside.

"Fuck," I hiss.

Alek stands at the side of the bed, watching.

"Like what you see?" I tease, sliding another finger in.

"I do," he answers, eyes lifting to mine for a fraction of a second before moving back to my ass.

"Ah," I moan, grabbing my dick. "Just slather some of this on your cock and come fuck me," I say, throwing him the bottle while I continue to finger my ass.

I get on my hands and knees and slide to the edge of the mattress. Alek's hands curve over my hips and up my back before I feel his forehead drop to my back and his nose skate down my spine. I wait to feel the soft press of his lips, but it never comes.

"No. Turn over," he says.

I turn to my back and he squirts some lube in his hand before coating his dick, then his fingers push into my ass before he guides himself in.

"God," he breathes, slowly pushing inside.

"Fuck me, Alek. Hard. Give it to me."

A growl rumbles in his throat before he slams into me, making us both cry out.

"You like that?"

I shake my head. "I love it."

He groans, pulling out and diving back in. "Good. Remember that when you threaten to go to someone else."

"Ah!" I exclaim as he thrusts deep. "I—I was kidding. I wouldn't..."

I can't get the words out.

"The thought of you with someone else on the balcony." Thrust. "In bed." Thrust. "I hated it."

"Fuck, Alek," I gasp. "I just wanted to piss you off."

"Mission accomplished. Don't do it again."

"I only want you anyway." He pauses, and I open my eyes to look at him. "Don't stop."

He slams into my ass, dropping down to hover above me as his hips piston back and forth. "Tell me it's mine."

I moan. "It's yours."

"I wish I could give you more," he whispers, his movements slowing to a teasing pace.

"Alek," I pant, reaching around to grab his ass. "Don't torture yourself, and don't torture me. Fuck me and I'll be happy."

His lips curl up into a smile and he fucks me into euphoria. We're a mass of tangled limbs, muttered words, heavy breaths, and something else. Something deeper and stronger. Something neither of us will delve into, because it's something we've never dealt with before.

26

We wakeup in bed together Saturday morning, but after a quick smile, he slides out from under the covers and disappears into the bathroom. Once I hear the shower turn on, I stretch before deciding to get up. Knowing I could very well head to the bathroom in the other room, I choose to use the one Alek’s in.

“It’s me. I’m gonna use one of these hard ass toothbrushes they supply.”

He laughs. “Okay.”

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