Page 48 of Suspicious

Snapping my head around to face him, a slow smile crossed my face. “Alex Grimes, when did you find the time to do all this? I saw you leaving the house at the same time I did!”

He shrugged. “When you pulled away with Jake, I told Klarissa that I would have to meet her at the ballroom. I had to make an emergency stop at my grandmother’s retirement village to give her meds. Klarissa went ahead without me. I came across, got this ready, then went to the ballroom and met Klarissa there while you were getting your groove on with Jake.”

My entire body sagged while I stared at him, my arms slid up around his shoulders, and I smiled. “I love you. For always getting me my favorite candy. For taking me to seeValentine’s Day.For putting up with my brother and his overprotective bullshit. For this, for tonight. For making me feel special even though you didn’t need to… and for lying to Klarissa.”

His hand came up, swiping my long blonde hair from my face. “I love you, Bea. And I do all these things because I want to. Because you’re my girl. Even if I can’t shout it from the rooftops like I really fucking want to.”

My heart hammered in my chest. Up to this point, Alex and I had done just about everything you could think of sexually except have actual sex. Foreplay, oral, kissing, everything else, we’d been doing it for years. But sex always seemed like something we just couldn’t quite get past. There was always that boundary, always something standing in our way—more namely, someone.

I think Alex was scared, to be honest. Scared that if he went there completely with me, he would definitely be breaking his friend code with Theo. I knew he didn’t want to do that, so Iwas okay with us holding out for as long as we could.

But it was prom night.

The room looked beautiful.

And we were completely alone.

“Alex,” I whispered as his fingers tangled through my hair.

“Yeah, baby?” he replied, his eyes locked on mine.

My heart pounded in my chest like an out-of-control drumbeat. My fingers trembled as I tried to figure out what exactly it was I wanted to ask him, but he simply smiled and started to lead me over to the bed. He sat me down on the edge, my breathing fast as he leaned past me, grabbed the tray of food, and placed it on my bedside table. He moved back in front of me, squatting at my feet, and picked up my high heel in his hand.

Furrowing my brow at him in confusion, I watched as he slowly started to unbuckle the clasp and then dropped my shoe to the floor, my chest rising with a hitched breath. Gently placing my foot on the carpet, he took my other heel in his hand, repeating the process, only this time, when the shoe fell to the floor, he lifted my foot to his mouth, placing a kiss on the top of my foot.

My insides clenched as he began kissing higher up my leg, his head disappearing beneath my long, maroon, sparkly dress. My breathing came so fast now I could barely catch it as his hand slid out along my stomach, and he gently eased me to lay back on the mattress. Clenching my eyes shut, I let him take the lead.

Like he had done so many times before, his hands slowly slid my dress up my legs, and then, with ease, my panties were next on his list. Deliberately, leisurely, agonizingly so, he pulled them down, and with each inch he crept, the anticipation inside me grew even more.

I couldn’t control my hips as they rocked back and forth offthe bed, begging for attention.

He chuckled at my impatience while he peppered kisses along my thighs. “You want me to hurry this along, Bea?” he quipped.

Rocking my hips toward his mouth, I glanced down at him. “If you don’t speed this up, Alex, I’m gonna have to get to pleasuring myself for the night.”

His head popped up, a hooded look taking over his face. An expression I hadn’t seen from him before. One of pure, unadulterated lust. And seeing that look in his eyes only turned me crazier. “Fuck it! I don’t wanna do this slow. I’ve waited far too long. I need you, Alex. I need you, now.”

He hesitated, but it was only for a second before he stood, taking me with him. I let out a half-laugh, half-scream as he picked me up and lifted me farther up the bed, his body falling down on top of mine. The movement was strong and alpha as he slammed his lips to mine so aggressively my lips instantly felt swollen.

But I didn’t care.

We had been building to this for years.

And it was finally here.

Both of us panting, our bodies rocking together as his hand slid between us to hoist up my dress. Frantically, my hands rushed down to help him with my stupid dress, lifting the fabric between us so he could gain access, all while continuing to kiss frantically. We were all teeth and tongues. But it was beautiful and passionate and exactly how I pictured it would be.

He gathered up the material, and then his hand slid down between my legs, his finger pressing against my already slickened folds. Moaning against his mouth, my clit throbbed so intensely that if he didn’t do something soon, I was going to explode, but not in a good way. When he pushed his fingerinside me, my head threw back on my pillow as I let out a satisfied moan of finally having him touching me.

“Fuck… harder, Alex!” I whimpered.

His mouth moved down to my neck, licking, kissing, and sucking as he slipped in another finger, the motion moving quickly in and out of me. His fingers were scissored inside, making my body begin to quiver. My hands gripped the back of his shirt, yanking it out from his slacks, and then I slid my fingers up under. My nails dug into his skin, causing him to groan out in delight.

“Fuck, yes, baby. I want the reminder of how good I make you feel etched into my skin.”

“All I feel is you, Alex,” I whimpered as he pushed up higher, the same time his thumb pressed against my clit. Instantly, the heat washed over my entire body, and I began to tremble in his arms. My eyes clenched shut as the storm roared through my body like a hurricane. “Oh, God… Alex,” I gasped as my climax hit. His mouth captured mine, muffling my moans. It was intense, but I still needed more. My hands slid out from beneath his shirt, moving between us for his belt and zipper.

His mouth pulled back from mine, a questioning look in his eyes, one of uncertainty in them again, but I didn’t stop. I continued to unbuckle and pulled down his zipper, reaching in for his already raging hard cock, and I pulled it out, sliding his slacks over his ass. His eyes met mine, and with my free hand, I slid it up to cup his face.

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