And then I did as I was told.
Pleasure exploded through my body, and I rode the waves, reminding myself not to let myself go so long between orgasms. I’d almost forgotten how fucking amazing it was. Alex’s eyes were locked on me as he slammed harder and harder, his hands sliding under my ass to lift me up, changing the angle.
“You’re going to come again,” he said, confident as all fuck. In the post-orgasm bliss I could do nothing but smile and mumble something. I mean, I’d never come twice before during sex, but there was always a first time.
“Let’s try something else,” he said, lifting me even higher and dropping back on his ass, pulling me into his lap. He’d fallen out in the movement, but as he jerked up, I felt him slide back in, much deeper than before.
I rocked into him, over and over, and as he slammed up, I felt another swirl of pleasure.
Maybe Iwasgoing to come again….
Alex groaned and jerked against me a few times, my body riding with him as he pulled me harder into him. “Fuck. Fuck,” he said before he slowed, finally finished coming.
Well, it had been close. Maybe if he’d held out a little longer, I might have found my unicorn of a dude who could give me a second orgasm in a row.
Luckily Alex had more chances ahead of him.
Many more.
“You okay?” he asked, and I remembered that I was injured. Sex was the best kind of pain relief, but now that my body was cooling down, I could really feel the aches.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” I said huskily. “Totally worth it.”
He kissed me, gentle this time, and I let myself relax against him. He pulled out, and as he took the condom off and cleaned up, I ducked into the bathroom and cleaned myself up too.
“You’re staying here tonight. Right?” Alex asked when I walked out, naked and exhausted.
I blinked. “You want me to stay all night?”
He got off the bed and crossed over to me, then wrapped his arms around me while pressing gentle kisses to my face and lips. “Babe, of course I do. I want you with me all the time.” Pulling back so I could see him better, he turned surprisingly serious eyes on me. “Do I need to do a better job of letting you know how I feel?”
I swallowed roughly. “No, you show me. It’s just … some guys don’t like chicks in their space.”
Alex chuckled. “I knew you were my future wife from the first second I saw you. As far as I’m concerned, the last month without you in my bed has been a complete waste.”
Holy shit. I mean, he was saying all the right things and I was into fucking everything about this guy, but it was also a lot.His wife?I mean, he was a crown prince.
“Can you even marry a commoner?” I asked, my question loud in the silence that followed.
Alex had said he’d tell me about the obligations of royals, but we’d never gotten around to that conversation.
Alex guided me to the bed and pulled the thick, navy duvet back so I could slide in underneath. “I will marry whomever I damn well want, and screw the arranged marriage bullshit,” he said as he got in next to me. “I’m telling you now, Violet Spencer. I choose you. Any chick that can catch a soccer ball like you, be as classy and strong as you are—even when in hard situations—and not to mention how smart and beautiful you are... You’ve got it fucking all. I’d be an idiot not to see that, and despite my father’s regular disparaging remarks about my intelligence, I’m no idiot.
Jesus. Could this night get any better.
“I’m glad I met you,” I said, snuggling closer to him and letting my eyes close as exhaustion washed over me. Ever since I’d gotten injured, my body had been working triple-time to try and heal, and it’d left me a wrung out mess by the time I fell into bed every night.
Alex held me close until morning, when his clever fingers slid into my wet heat, and I ended up getting fucked doggy style against his headboard. It was one of my favorite positions, and I came hard and fast, clawing at the frame, trying to hold on.
“Best. Morning. Ever,” I gasped breathlessly, trying to get my heart under control.
“I wish we could stay in bed all day,” Alex murmured against my skin, his fingers stroking down my spine.
I laughed. “We already have, kind of.” A glance at the clock on his nightstand told me it was already mid-morning. Thank fuck there were no classes today, on account of the visiting international team. “But don’t forget you’ve got a game tonight, babe.”
Some of the dreamy sexiness left his features, and I saw the determination that made him such a phenomenal athlete fill his face. “Yeah, and we’re going to destroy them.”
It would be my first chance to watch an actual game, and I was beyond excited. “I’ll be in the stands cheering you on,” I said.
