He lay over her, linking their hands and holding them above her head. He kissed her and she tasted both him and her and even the lingering coffee after dinner.
Mid-kiss, he thrust inside her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Breathless, he pulled away. “This is going to be fast, darling.”
“Good.”
He was smiling as she leaned up to kiss him, the smile fading as he thrust harder.
The soft material of her dress was no match for it, and she shifted on the seat with each thrust.
He released one of her hands to reach down and toy with her clit again. “Becca. Please.”
“Alex.” She moaned as her body met his, thrust for thrust. She was sooooo close, but she couldn’t…her body wouldn’t…
Suddenly she was rolling off the seat, and landed on top of Alex with an “umph!”
She pushed her hair back and looked around, but the car was still moving normally. “Alex?”
Their bodies had disconnected, but now Alex grabbed her hips and she understood his intent.
She lined up his hard cock and slid over it, her skirt keeping everything covered.
He rubbed her clit as she started to ride him and grind against him.
She wished he could play with her nipples, that she could be completely naked and riding a partially clothed Alex…
And simply thinking of that fantasy helped push her over the edge. As her body contracted around him, he sat up and kissed her again, holding her tight even while her hips continued to move on their own.
He touched his forehead to hers. “Take every fucking drop. I want to feel it inside you, I want to see it drip down your leg and know it was me who put it there.”
That nearly set her off again, so she continued riding him through the tremors and aftershocks she felt.
Only once her hips stopped moving did he give her a long, sweet kiss. “My wife, how beautiful you look when you ride my cock.”
She blushed, she couldn’t help it. Alex had done his fair share of dirty talk, but it still surprised her sometimes.
He chuckled and kissed her again. Then he helped her up and they cleaned up as best they could. Thankfully, their clothes weren’ttoo wrinkled nor stained, so they’d be able to get out of the car and into the house without much issue.
They cuddled for the rest of the car ride, his hand resting just below her stomach.
nineteen
ALEXANDER
Alex was re-adjusting his tie, for at least the third time, when two swift knocks came on their door, followed by Tavin’s voice. “It’s time, Your Highnesses.”
Another night, another event. Tonight, however, was not merely a glitzy Hollywood charity event. Ethan and Anda were also using their identities to work undercover.
Alex and Rebecca exited the hotel room, waiting in the hall for Ethan and Anda. Rebecca adjusted her dress in the hall while Alex spoke with one of the protection agents. When Ethan joined them a few moments later, there was no doubt that Ethan and Alex were brothers; they both had black hair, though Alex’s had a little gray now, and they had the same broad shoulders and lean waist.
Ethan gave Rebecca a kiss on each cheek. “You look beautiful as always.”
Rebecca gave him a dazzling smile and kissed him back. “Thank you. You’re as much of a charmer as your brothers.”
“I’m not trying to charm you.”
“That’s why you’re so good at it.”
