Page 69 of Love You Like That (Excess All Areas 4)

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Alex threw their cases into the hall, slammed the door shut, and pressed Zoe up against it, kissing her deeply. “I can’t think about unpacking, or eating or any of those things,” he said. “I woke up half an hour ago with your pyjama-clad ass pressed up against my dick in that painfully small bunk, and now all I want to do is fuck you until we both pass out.”

This was her favourite Alex. Overtly sexual. Even though she couldn’t catch every word, she could feel the need resonating from him.

“I’d love—” Alex dropped her suddenly “—that?”

Nan appeared in the doorway. “I just brought you some cinnamon buns and orange juice. But…well. I can see you have other plans.”

Alex burst out laughing as Zoe was torn between abject mortification and joining him.

“Sorry, Nan,” Alex said.

“I feel like I should apologise to Zoe. Nothing feels better than a strong man hoisting you into the air while whispering sweet nothings.”

Zoe didn’t catch everything Nan said, but there was no way she was asking for clarification.

Nan hugged her, then Alex. “Yours was the last drop off. Where’s Jase?”

“We swapped houses. Me and Zoe are here, and Jase and Cerys are going to manage at Cerys and Zoe’s house. The landlord made it safe although not properly fixed.”

“Well, I made buns for you all. I’ll take some to Jase’s…”

“Stay, Nan,” Zoe said. “Just for a little while at least. I’m hungry.”

Alex glanced her way. “What? No,” he signed. “Bed.”

Nan shook her head. “There are many things I want to be for my grandson, but a cock blocker isn’t one of them. You two have fun but drink some water and eat eventually. Passing out isn’t good. Unless it’s that sex choking thing some people like.”

“Jesus, Nan. This isn’t helping,” Alex said.

Nan grinned and tapped Alex’s cheek. “Love you, lad. Come see me before you go back on tour. Bye, Zoe love.” She bustled past the two of them into the kitchen then returned with half the cinnamon buns and let herself out of the house.

“I can’t believe we were just busted by your nan,” Zoe said.

Alex adjusted himself. “I thought I was going to pass out from all the blood in my boner. She’s right though. Let’s get at least one cinnamon bun in us before we do the fucking.”

“Pastry over sex. They must be good buns.”

“The best.” He led her to the kitchen. “Juice?”

“Please, I feel like something died in my mouth. Why do you and I spend so much time together focused on breakfast?”

He placed a bun on a plate and handed it to her. “Maybe I just can’t wait to be with you in the morning.”

“Charmer,” she said as he handed her a knife. “She sends you an extra bowl of icing on the side?”

“Yes. I’ve licked the bowl since I was a kid. Smear some extra of this on the top then eat it quickly before it all melts.”

Zoe did as he suggested and then took a bite. “Oh my god, these are so good.”

“Orange zest in the icing is the secret recipe. Tastes good, right?”

“Delicious.”

They devoured their first bun and gluttonously ate a second.

Finally, Alex dipped his finger in the bowl and stepped around the counter until he stood between her legs and smeared the icing on her lips. “Normally, I’d lick the bowl, but I’d rather eat it off you.”

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