Several moments later, he felt something on his shoulder. Rolling onto his back and taking her with him, he realized that it was Helen. She was kissing his shoulder, her hands fluttering about his arms.
He pulled her hair back, running his fingers through her hair and stared up at the ceiling. Why wasn’t he getting up? Why was he just laying here, enjoying the aftermath of the most incredible sex he’d ever had? He never stayed after sex. He always made sure the woman found release first so he wouldn’t feel guilty when he climaxed and then showered. He hated the touchy feely part of after sex.
So why did this feel so nice? Why did he shift his body slightly so she could touch his shoulder more easily?
The questions were too numerous and too difficult to answer. And he felt too good. He didn’t want to think about how or why this time was different. He just wanted to enjoy it.
Rolling her onto her back once again, he looked down at her face, his body hardening when he saw the look of contentment on her face. “You look like a cat who finally got the mouse,” he commented, a moment before his mouth kissed her neck.
She laughed and tilted her head to give him better access. Helen’s body was still tingling from moments before but when his tongue reached out and touched her neck, she wiggled underneath him. “Alec, I’m not sure…” she started to say but his mouth covered hers, stopping whatever she was about to say.
“I’m sure,” he said when he lifted his head. His mouth then moved down to cover her incredible breasts, taking the pink nipple in his mouth and savoring not only the taste but the sounds she made and the way her body responded to him.
He slowly made his way down her body. She was so responsive, he thought, his mouth teasing her stomach, her thigh. He couldn’t wait any longer to see what would happen when he reached his ultimate destination. When he kissed her intimately, he wasn’t disappointed. Her hands that had been in his hair suddenly weren’t caressing. They pulled at his scalp but he ignored the small pain, his body wanting to taste more of her.
Helen almost shrieked when his mouth covered her. She wasn’t ignorant. She knew what men and women did in the bedroom, having read magazines and books about the subject. But nothing had prepared her for this kind of feeling. When his tongue darted out, she sat up and considered pulling him away. The feeling was too intense, making her weak and hot and shaky all at the same time. But then when his mouth moved into place and his finger slipped inside her, she fell back against the pillows and arched into his mouth. It was like she was his puppet and he called all the shots. His tongue dipped and she gasped, his mouth covered her and she twisted, his finger moved and she arched. The dance continued for several long, amazing minutes before she exploded, her mind reeling and her fingers clenching in his hair. Then slowly, she floated back down to earth, her lungs trying desperately to get enough air but nothing was enough.
Alec laughed, exulting in the fact that she was finally his, once and for all, completely and irrevocably his. And he didn’t care to analyze why that fact was so important to him. It just was and he was enjoying her too much to care.
He entered her slowly, watching her facial features which changed from smiling contentment and feline satisfaction to surprised, and followed by her body needing what his now needed. The two of them rode the crest, feeling the heat and writhing with the need, and he wrapped his arms around her as they both reached the crescendo together.
“Impossible,” she whispered, holding him tightly.
Alec silently agreed but wouldn’t let his arms relax. He felt her grip on him ease slightly and looked down at her as she drifted into sleep. Alec moved to her side and watched, content to simply watch her face which was still smiling in her sleep.
Glancing at the clock, he wasn’t surprised to see that it was already after ten o’clock. He’d been here for over five hours and hadn’t even thought about work once. Even now, remembering all the details he needed to get tied up, he couldn’t stir himself enough to care. Instead, he pulled Helen against him and put his head down on the pillow, allowing her to sleep for a bit before he woke her up for more of the same. Because although he’d had her twice, he already felt his body stirring for the next time. No, this woman definitely wasn’t going to be only one night.
Chapter 7
The bell wouldn’t go away. Helen snuggled deeper into her bed, feeling warm and comfortable. It rang again. Her brain was trying to tell her something but she didn’t want to wake up enough to figure it out.
She stretched and curled up next to the warmth, trying to move the pillow under her head so she could smother the sound. But that was too much effort so she gave up, sighing with pleasure. The bed moved underneath her and Helen held onto to whatever was solid. Unfortunately, the only thing solid near her was a large male chest. Her fingers pulled away as if they’d been burned.
The chuckle under her ear startled her the rest of the way out of her sleepy haze. “You’re not going to get out of this bed if you continue to do that,” Alec muttered, his lips nuzzling her neck and making her shiver.
Helen gasped, her hands moving along his shoulders and memories of the previous night came back to her. In vivid detail.
“Don’t go shy on my now, my little wildcat,” he murmured when he felt her stiffen.
“Alec!” she gasped when his hand moved up her back, hitting a sensitive spot on her spine that sent shivers along her body.
“I know, I found that spot early this morning,” he said, smiling as he moved down her body once again, his intent obvious.
“Wait!” she said, pulling at his hair.
Alec sighed and looked up at her. “What’s wrong, my dear?” he asked, grinning as his hands continued where she’d stopped his mouth.
“No, please Alec, we can’t…” she started to say but then the ringing started again.
Alec’s eyes quickly found the culprit. “My phone. It must be important if they’re calling back,” he said, his voice husky as his body moved on the tiny bed to retrieve his cell phone that had fallen out of his jacket pocket during the rush to eliminate clothing the previous night. “Just a moment,” he said and flipped open the phone to answer it.
Helen tried to find the sheet and pull it over her nakedness but she wasn’t exactly sure where it was. It didn’t matter anyway since Alec rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him so her entire body was flush with his while he answered the phone.