Alex stared at me, nodding, and I knew she heard all the things that lived inside thatquestion.
Do you recognize that I'm in charge but you have all thepower?
Do you see that I want to worship you in every waypossible?
Do you trust me to take your most fragile pieces and keepthemsafe?
"Yes," she replied. "Iknow."
"I was going to wait," I said, trailing my finger down Alex's spine. I traced the line of her ass, teasing her a bit because it made her squirm. "Get you clean and then take you to bed and get you dirty all overagain."
"Has the plan changed?" sheasked.
I crowded her against the wall, fitting my length between her cheeks. I could feel my pulse pounding in the head of my cock, and I slid against her back channel to relieve some of that pressure. "There's no reason to wait for the bed when I can fuck you right here," I said as shemoaned.
"Mmm. I like that plan,"shesaid.
"I'd get on my knees and lick your pussy until the water ran cold," I said, edging her legs apart. "But this shower was not designed for that kind of action. I'll fix that. I'll build you a decent bathroom with plenty of space and a big-ass shower. Or we'll find a new place. Anything you want, you can haveit,Aly."
"Yeah," Alex said, her voice cracking as I pushed intoher. "Yes."
There'd be foreplay with the next round, and many of the rounds after that. We had the next sixty years to play and tease and bring each other to the edge. We had only this moment tostartover.
"What do you need?" I asked, my words rushing out in a gasp as I moved in her. I was doing everything in my power to take it slow, savor the suck and drag of her flesh as it wrapped around my cock, memorize her moans. But after nine days without the dizzying clench of her body, that power was limited. "Aly, I need you to tell me because Ican't—"
"Fuck me the way you need to, Riley," she cried, slapping the tiles. "That's all I want. You, exactly the wayyouare."
She was flattened against the wall before the last word left her lips. I had one hand curled around her throat, the other on her hip, and I was thrusting into her like I intended to prove a point. Maybe I did. Maybe I wanted her to believe that we were the same, even after all the heartache and distance, and that we'd always bethesame.
"You need me like this?" I asked, digging my fingers into her waist. She was trembling under me, my name an echoed plea. "Out of my goddamn mind with how much I want you? Wildforyou?"
Alex's head dropped to my shoulder, and that angle had her pulse hammering under my thumb. Her moans vibrated through my fingers and straight down to my dick. "I want you to feel this," she whispered. Then her hand slipped away from the wall and she reached for me, lacing our fingers together and bringing my palm to her pelvis. "Feel this with me. Feel how I was made for you, and you were madeforme."
Instinct ordered me to close my eyes. My mouth was on her shoulder, my balls were about to burst, sex and purple were in the air, and her words and moans were hitting me like a million pin pricks. My senses were overloaded, and I couldn't look at my grip on her throat or the way my thrusts shook herentirebody.
"I fucking love you," I whispered, my voicehoarse.
I exploded inside her like a knockout punch. The force of it left me staggering, slow and woozy as I struggled to blink. I wanted to curl up with my woman and not wake for six orsevendays.
We stayed there, gasping and shaking and clinging to each other. The water was cool and goosebumps rippled down Alex's arms, and a shiver moved through her shoulders. "Should we get out?" I asked. "Are you allright?"
She shook her head. "I'm wonderful," she said, turning off the water. "I'm an incapacitated bowl of orgasmic bliss and I don't think I'll be walking right this week, but I'mwonderful."
"That was good for you?" I asked, rubbing my hands along her arms. I knew she orgasmed but my head was still ringing with white noise. The specifics of the past few minutes were losttome.
"It was spectacular," she said,laughing.
The buzzer sounded and I dropped my head to her shoulder. "Oh my fucking god. How the fuck did the food get here that fast?" I asked, stepping out of the shower. "I'll be right back. Where did I leave myjeans?"
"I don't know. The bedroom?" Alex offered. "But you have some pajama pants in thecloset."
I rubbed a towel over my head and down my chest. "That's great, considering I won't be leaving here for at least thirty-six hours. But it doesn't get me any closer to locating mywallet."
"Why do you need your wallet?" sheasked.
"Is pizza free where you're from,Alexandra?"
"Of course not, but I haven't paid cash for delivery in years. GrubHub, Seamless, Foodler, Peapod, Venmo. Why would I need cash when everything is online?" sheasked.
