His bodyweight shifted forward, and I cried out. This new position allowed his cock to brush against my clitoris with each stroke, sending a shock of pleasure racing along my nerves, twisting its way through my body until I felt it in my fingers and toes.
And then there was the feeling of his hands on my wrists. Something about relinquishing control heightened things even more, and I squirmed under him, daring him to hold me tighter. Without needing me to say it, he did what I wanted, his grip restricting even more of my movement as he drove into me, all pretense of gentleness gone. His body dancing with mine, chest hair chafing my sensitive nipples, teeth scraping my throat before lips bruised mine.
Everything now was euphoric pleasure, beyond pain, beyond awkwardness, beyond any sort of self-consciousness that could have made me overthink this experience.
“You’re going to make me come, lass,” he growled into my ear. “So tight and hot and wet,mhurrinn.”
His words rolled over me, pulled me under into a wave of pleasure that I wasn’t quite sure could be called orgasmic, and it only grew when he groaned my name and thrust deep, holding himself over me and in me, body stiffening.
His hips jerked, driving him that last little bit to send a spark of pain threading through my pleasure. I gasped, clinging to him even as my body shook.
It wasn’t until he pulled out of me that I realized he’d let go of my wrists. Every inch of me felt like I’d been taken apart and put back together, as if the lightest touch would be too much to handle. And in the background was a new ache, a promise that tomorrow, I would remember this encounter every time I moved.
I didn’t regret it though.
I didn’t know if I’d actually come again at the end, but it had felt amazing. It wasn’t like I had anything else to compare it to, though I suspected I’d compare everything that came after to this moment, second climax or not.
Alec reached over to the bedside table and retrieved a box of tissues. As he handed it to me, he looked like he wanted to ask me something but couldn’t figure out how.
I knew what he wanted.
“I’m okay,” I reassured him with a smile. “It was amazing.”
He smiled back. “It really was.” He held my gaze for a moment before looking away. “Um, I’ll just…” He got off the bed, and picking up his clothes as he went, walked into the bathroom.
I cleaned myself up with the tissues enough that I didn’t feel completely gross, though I would probably want to shower before I went home. Even though Mai would know what I’d done either way – I wasn’t looking forward to her interrogation – I would feel less awkward about walking out of here after a shower than I would with Alec’s scent all over me.
I hadn’t heard the shower running, but when Alec came out of the bathroom, his hair was wet, and he was dressed again. He looked in my direction, but his eyes didn’t meet mine.
“I need to go,” he said quietly. “I could give you a ride back if you–”
“No, it’s okay,” I said, reaching for the edge of the bedspread to pull across me. “I can get a cab. I want to get a shower before…”
“Aye, of course,” he replied quickly. “Are you…?”
“Yes, I’m fine. Good. Great, really. Is there anything I need to do at checkout?”
“No.” He shook his head. “I’ll see to it you’re not disturbed. The key is on the dresser. Leave it there when you go.” A few seconds of strained silence fell between us before he added, “I had a wonderful time, Lumen.”
“Me too, Alec.”
I almost added that I’d see him around, the sort of generic statement that people made to each other all the time, but as he walked out of the room, I knew it would’ve been a pointless thing to say. This had been fun, but it was done now, and we wouldn’t be seeing each other again.
Sixteen
Lumen
When I’d agreedto go out with Alec, knowing that I’d be sleeping with him, I’d completely forgotten that I’d signed up to take Soleil school shopping the next afternoon, but I was grateful for it.
I’d stayed at the hotel all night, mostly because I would’ve felt even more awkward leaving in the middle of the night. Well, that and the fact that I really wasn’t looking forward to getting the third-degree from Mai. When my phone alarm had woken me up with a reminder of where I had to be at noon, I’d been relieved that I wouldn’t need to come up with ways to fill my hours to avoid thinking about the fact that I wasn’t a virgin anymore.
Not that I was thinking of it that way, not really. Sex just hadn’t occupied much of my thoughts, but on the rare times it had come up, the virginity thing had always hovered around the edges. Now, I was full of new aches that reminded me constantly of what had happened last night, which meant an awareness of what Iwasn’tanymore.
Once I’d picked up Soleil from the group home, however, I’d been able to push thoughts ofhimout of my head and focus on Soleil.
At the moment, the two of us were at an Office Depot, making our way through the busy aisles and taking advantage of the big sales now that school was officially back in session. Soleil was being quiet, as usual, though I hadn’t decided yet if she was being contrary or just didn’t like to talk.
“Do you want an assortment of colors or just black?” I asked as we wandered into the pen aisle. I carried a basket that was currently empty except for a piece of paper with her shopping list.
