Oh yes.
Not even close.
Chapter22
We
Ifelt the flutter.
My eyes popped open, and instantly,Itossed the covers aside and hurtled myself out of bed.
I nearly dashed to whereIfeltAleksei, but thenIrealizedIwas only wearing panties.
I snatched up the shirt he’d worn with his suit at the photo op, shrugged it on and had started to race out of the room, whenAlekseiburst into it and swayed to a stop.
I stared at him.
He stared at me.
ThenItore across the space and threw myself at him.
He caught me.
My arms were around his neck, my legs around his waist.Hehad one arm slanted at my back, the other tight around my waist.
“She fluttered,”Iwhispered into his ear.
“I know, my creature felt her and hauled my ass up here.”
I lifted my head to stare down at him in wonder.
I felt another flutter.
And thenIfelt something else.
I knewAlekseidid too when our mouths crashed into each other’s.
The kiss was heated but not long, before he broke it, took two steps toward the bed and threw me the rest of the way soI’dland on it.
My sex drenched asIbounced once before he pinned me with his weight.
Ready, raring,Iheaved, successfully flipping him to his back.
Before he could take over,Iforced myself into position between his legs and tugged his sleep pants down (and one could say, whenIdid that, he didn’t try too hard to take over).Igrabbed hold of his thick cock, leaned in and drew him deeply into my mouth.
I cast my gaze up and saw nothing but miles of muscled chest, the arched column of his throat and the underside of his square jaw, butIheard his low, long groan.
Oh yes.
I worked him, pumping with my fist, sucking with my mouth.
His gaze came to me, burning amethyst.
I worked him harder, faster.
He reached, grabbed me under my arms and dragged me up his chest.
Then he tore my panties off me.