Page 63 of Wonderlust

“Sorry. I came to tell you lunch was almost ready. I can bring it to you in here if you’re still working.”

“No, it’s okay. I need a break.” Placing his guitar on its stand, he stretched. His muscles strained in his black shirt. Licking my lips, all I could do was stare at this fine specimen of a man. “Put your tongue back in your mouth, Straight Lace,” he teased, standing up to peck my lips quickly.

“Fine. I was going to let you eat your lunch off my naked body, but after that comment, you can have lunch on a plate.” I grinned, watching the smug smile on his face drop.

“Do you really want me to walk out of here with a hard on?”

“That would be your problem, not mine.”

“I could make it your problem.” He pulled me tight against his chest, gripping me by my butt while grinding his erection against my sex. “I want you. Here. Now!” Fuck! Clenching my insides, I tried to hold in a groan.

“Lunch will be ready in ten minutes,” I forced out as he backed me against a wall.

“That’s all the time I need.” He fumbled in his pockets and produced a condom. “Slide it on me.”

“My, you’re always prepared.” Undoing his jeans, I quickly put the condom on his ready cock. Were we really doing this?

“I want to fuck you every minute of every single day. Ineedto be prepared.” He moaned, running his hand up my dress and pulling my panties to the side. He ran his fingers through my slick folds, making sure I was ready. “Thank fuck you’ve started wearing sundresses.” With a deep thrust, he was inside me. My head fell back against the wall. I wasn’t even worried if someone walked in on us. The feeling of him filling me was too good. “Fuck, Straight Lace, this is going to be quick.” Biting down on my neck, he set a maddening pace.

“Fuck, I’m…I’m…” I fell before I could get my words out. Alex came moments after, releasing me as I slid down the wall.

“You’re fucking killing me,” he gasped, doing his jeans back up. “I thought I was a horny fucker before, but when I’m around you…I want youallthe time.”

“I saw your song lyrics on the desk,” I admitted while I straightened my own clothes. “What does wonderlust mean? I’ve only ever heard of wanderlust. Is it the same thing? A desire to travel?” The lyrics wouldn’t make sense if that had been the case, which was the reason I was curious.

“No.” He grinned, and it actually reached his eyes. “It’s the stage when you’re not sure if you’re in love or in lust with someone.”

“Oh.” My cheeks were burning. I knew he wasn’t talking about me, but I was blushing just at him saying the wordlove. I gathered Alex must have loved a few women over the years, and I was jealous of all of them. “It’s an eye catching word and the melody was beautiful.”

“Thank you.” We stood looking at each other awkwardly until Alex spoke again. “Let’s go and have lunch, shall we?”

“How do I look?”

“Beautiful,” he said in a heartbeat, running his thumb across my lips. “Even if your hair is up.”

“Oh stop,” I snorted, hitting his chest. “I meant do I look like we’ve just had sex?”

“You just look a little red. You’ll be fine. Now let’s go. I’m starving.”

“I wonder why?” I smirked, following him into the kitchen.

“I’d go with the red. It works better with your complexion.” Diego was the best shopping partner ever. The man was a genius when it came to fashion. We were currently at the mall. “You’re buying a lot more feminine things, Nat. Who are you trying to impress?” I froze with my hand on the red dress he’d just suggested.

“No one. I’m just sick of wearing all the stuff I came with. I wanted to get some new things.”

“I was joking, Baby Cakes, but afterthatreaction, you’ve got me wondering now.”

“Enough about me. I want to hear about this hot guy you met in Rio!”

“Oh no, you don’t! You’ve had this look in your eye for weeks, and you haven’t left the mansion. That means it’s either Alex or Shane, and I know you’d be more likely to cut Alex’s balls off than sleep with him.” Crap, he thought I was seeingShane. “How long has it been going on?”

“Nothingis going on!”

“Oh, are you keeping it a secret? Is that what all of this is about? Alex would be furious. He’s been wanting in your panties since he met you, but he gets bored easily. Don’t worry about him.” Diego continued to ramble on, but I’d switched off. It wasn’t easy for me to hear my deepest fears confirmed by Alex’s closest friend. “He’s probably knee deep in pussy right now, actually. Lance has that effect on him. It’s party central when he’s in town.”

“Who?” I asked, trying not to sound so concerned. Alex never told me about any of this.

“Lance Filmore. He’s the lead singer of Central Demon.” I’d heard that name before; it just took me a second to remember that they were the band Alex had helped by producing their album.

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