“Alex,” I moaned again, gaze locked on his, and I saw the moment he decided that enough was enough.
For both of us.
Dark eyebrows sliding together, he sighed but then climbed off the bed, his tight ass flexing and releasing. He walked over to his bag and came back with a massive box of condoms. My eyebrows shot up.
“You came prepared, huh?”
A slow smirk spread on his lips. “I was a boy scout once. It only lasted for about two days, but that was enough for me to realize the importance of proper preparation.”
I laughed, surprised that even now, that came so easily with him. As I watched, he ripped open the sealed box, drew one of the packages out, and tore it open. All without breaking eye contact with me.
My gaze dropped to watch him roll on the condom with sure, steady strokes. My insides tightened with anticipation, another rush of heat pooling between my legs.
As soon as he was done, he climbed back on the bed, suddenly moving with a predatory kind of grace as he crawled toward me. “You’re not allowed to judge me by this first performance, got it?”
I arched an eyebrow, already hooking a leg around his hip and sliding down underneath him. “Don’t worry, Alex. I’ve already got a pretty good idea of what you’re capable of.”
“It’s going to be fast.”
“Bullshit, it’s been over twelve hours since we first started,” I murmured as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him to me. “Stop worrying and just feel.”
“Pretty sure that’s my line,” he replied on a husky rasp as he lined himself up, his broad tip pressing against my entrance as his mouth moved to mine.
As he took my lips in a searing kiss, he thrust into me, not careful or controlled, but a hard, powerful movement that made me feel him everywhere all at once. I cried out into his mouth, wrapping myself around him like a koala bear just to make sure he couldn’t leave. Couldn’t stop.
Alex’s length dragged against every little part inside me, a wet slide against every sensitive nerve that made me understand for the first time ever why some people raved about sex the way they did. This felt amazing, so good that I wondered what I’d been doing wrong before until it popped into my head that it wasn’t about whatI’dbeen doing wrong. It was about whathewas doing right.
His hips drove into me in a perfect rhythm, so steadily that it dragged me under and made me get lost in the euphoria of it all. Before I could even begin to figure out how to give back as good as I got instead of simply moving with him, I felt that exquisite tension starting to knot deep inside.
I gasped into his mouth, trembling as the knots kept tightening until it felt like I couldn’t breathe. My nails dug into his shoulders, my body suddenly too small for my lungs. “Alex.”
It came out as more of a squeak this time, but the sound didn’t make him break stride. He just kept going, his voice soothing but rough. “I’m right there with you, Jane. Come for me, Killer. I want to feel you.”
Those words were the match that made me detonate. Every muscle in my body tensed, my hearing cutting out and my eyes slamming shut as the orgasm took over, waves of pleasure crashing into me until I was a writhing, screaming mess, feeling like I was made entirely of bliss.
Somewhere in the midst of it all, I was vaguely aware of Alex’s cursing, then tensing above me before he swelled deep within. Finally managing to open my eyes, I looked up in time tosee his head drop forward, that thick mop of dark hair hanging across his forehead and his handsome features contorted.
It lasted a few more seconds before he relaxed, a blissed-out smile on his lips as he blinked his eyes open and looked right at me. “That was…” He trailed off, still breathing hard.
I returned his smile, nodding my agreement as I licked my lips. “Yeah, I know.”
He chuckled and rolled off me but immediately wrapped an arm around my waist to bring me with him. I rested my head on his shoulder, struggling to keep my eyes open as I caught my breath. I felt more than saw when he removed the condom, too caught up in the afterglow to do much more than cuddle into him.
I didn’t know how long we lay there just like that, but I only opened my eyes again when I felt him running his fingertips gently along the curve of my side. He was already looking at me with a glint in his eyes that was becoming familiar, those deep green eyes flickering with a very particular kind of fire.
“You’re not serious,” I murmured, laughing softly as I shook my head against his shoulder. “Already?”
He smirked, dropping his chin in a nod as he rolled over, using his body to roll me onto my back. “We’re just getting started with our honeymoon, Mrs. Westwood. What kind of husband would I be if I wasn’t serious?”
I looked up at him, gorgeous, relaxed, and a five o’clock shadow on his jaw, and somehow, I felt the first stirrings of desire again myself. “You meant it when you said you weren’t going to be able to stop, didn’t you?”
“One thing you’ll learn about me is that I always mean what I say,” he murmured, lowering his head to my shoulder and pressing a soft kiss there. “Especially when it comes to how much I want you, Killer.”
“I think I’ve already learned that.” I ran my fingers into his hair, wondering how the heck we’d gotten here, but I definitely wasn’t mad about it. “Luckily, it’s not like we can really go anywhere.”
He smiled as he dragged his lips from my shoulder to my chest, making me suck a breath as he ran his tongue around one of my nipples. “At this rate, we’re probably going to have to be snowed in all week.”
I let out a breathless chuckle. “The blizzard is supposed to last for aweek?”
