Page 45 of The Anti-Bachelorette (The Anti-Bachelorette 1)

Even though the kiss isn’t like our usual passionate, needy ones, it is all consuming just as much. The way his hands just gently hold me in place while his mouth continues to move over mine feels way more intimate and sensual than anything we’ve done before.

After a few more moments, his hands slide down to the hem of my shirt, and he lifts it over my head. He reaches down and pulls my legging and panties down too until I am standing in front of him naked. Then he reaches for his own shirt and pulls it over his head, followed by his pants.

Once we are completely bared to each other, he just pulls me close again and continues to kiss me. He doesn’t squeeze my ass or pinch my nipples. He doesn’t bite down on my neck or whisper dirty things to me. He just holds me close and gently kisses my lips. Still, I’ve never been more turned on in my life.

After another minute, he gently picks me up and lays me down on the bed. He crawls up on top of me and continues to place soft kisses on my mouth. I wrap my legs around his back, and I reach down and line him up with my entrance. I can’t wait anymore.

Just the head of cock enters me when he pulls back. He just breathes out. “Condom.” I pull his mouth back down to mine. “I’m good if you’re good.”

He lets out a big breath and leans his forehead against mine. Then he pulls his face back slightly and looks right into my eyes as he enters me. His eyes squeeze shut momentarily as he rests fully inside of me.

When his eyes open back up, they are full of so much fire that it actually takes my breath away. He pulls himself back and then pushes all the way inside of me again. I let out a whimper as pleasure runs through my body.

He continues at this slow pace and leans down to place kisses on my lips every now and again. I can feel my orgasm building in my body. It is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. I’ve never had sex this slow before. The intimacy of it is doing crazy things to my body though.

Alaric reaches out and brushes some hair out of my face. I don’t know why that does it, but the gesture makes me tumble over the edge.

My hands clamp down hard around Alaric’s arms, and my eyes squeeze shut and then shoot back open. I look into his eyes as I fall apart. “Alaric…” I breathe out as the world fades to black around me.

Alaric speeds up his pace through my orgasm and follows shortly afterwards. His face strains, and the veins in his neck stand out as I feel his cum shooting inside of me. When he is completely finished, he collapses on top of me.

After a minute, he kisses on my shoulder and then rolls over next to me in the bed. “Fuck.” He whispers as he places his arm over his face. I roll onto my side and face him. He peeks his eyes out from under his arm and looks at me. Then he sighs. “You drive me crazy.”

I just grin at him. “I still hate you.”

He lets out a laugh. “I know.”

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