I doubt Alex does, either, after what happened to him, first time around. I’m absolutely shattered by the time I get back to our hotel, but, as soon as Alex takes me in his arms, I feel better.
‘You want something from the minibar? Tell me about it?’ he asks.
‘In the morning,’ I reply. ‘Right now I just want to go to bed.’
‘To sleep?’ He raises a dark eyebrow.
‘Are you mad? I need to de-stress.’
He chuckles and starts to unbutton my fitted black shirt with his deft, skilful fingers.
We had to wear a uniform today so the guests knew who we were.
I turn my attention to his own shirt, sliding my hands inside and standing up on my tiptoes to kiss his lips. Very soon we’re falling naked onto the bed, his warm, solid body colliding with mine. He rolls over, pulling me on top of him.
‘Did you buy condoms?’ I ask. We only had one left last night; Alex said he’d get more today.
His face falls. ‘Shit, I totally forgot.’
I sink over his body with disappointment.
‘We don’t have to go the whole way,’ he mumbles into my hair.
I turn my face to his.
Our kisses become increasingly heated, and, when it comes to the point of no return, I really,reallydon’t want to stop.
He’s panting heavily against my mouth, holding back from pulling me onto him.
‘We both want the same things,’ he utters out of the blue.
‘What are you saying?’ I sit up so I can look at him.
‘I love you,’ he says, ‘so much.’ He reaches up to push a strand of hair off my face, his fingers leaving behind a trail of sparks.
His touchstillhas that effect on me.
His eyes are full of adoration as he gazes up at me. ‘You’re my forever. I want to grow old with you. I want a family.’
I smile. ‘Wedowant the same things.’
‘Why wait?’ he asks.
My head is spinning and I feel dizzy as I bend down to kiss him. I don’t overthink it as he shifts beneath me, his hands on my hips, and I go with him willingly as we connect, skin to skin, just like our first time.
It’s blissful.
Afterwards, however, as I lie in his arms, worry starts to eat me up.
‘Are we moving too fast?’ I ask.
He turns to look at me, his brow creased into a frown. ‘I don’t feel like we are. Do you?’
‘No. But itisfast… I’m sure everyone else would think we’re jumping ahead too soon.’
‘I think we’re where we’d be if we’d stayed together five years ago. It wasn’t right then, but it is now. Yes, we’re moving quickly, but it feels perfect. Doesn’t it to you?’
‘Yes.’ I nod.
