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Dalton

My mind was not on that email to my agent. I had to read what he wrote three times just to make sure I knew what he was saying before I responded.

It was an endorsement deal offer for deodorant. I told him to negotiate the best terms and I’ll do it if he thinks I should. Why not? Endorsing not smelling bad is a safe bet.

Speaking of...I sniff my pits one more time as I pretend to sit casually in the great room, looking at my phone. There are two entrances to the staff hallway Alice’s room is in--one through the kitchen and one from the outside of the house.

I can’t risk the outside one because I don’t know what the security setup is here. If an alarm sounds, I’d be busted. So I have to wait until there’s no one in the kitchen so I can slip through that door.

It’s hell, knowing she’s so close and pretending I’d rather be sitting here. Every time I looked at her today, I wanted her back in my arms. Our kiss last night is all I can think about.

“Dalton, come out and swim!” June walks out of the kitchen carrying a bottle of wine, wearing a white bikini and a sheer cover-up.

She sounds tipsy. I flick an annoyed glance at her. “No, I’m good.”

My anger flares as she walks over to me. I’m not in the mood for her whining. “Come on, Dalty. Have some fun for once.”

“I want to be alone.”

She huffs out a breath, cradling the bottle close to her chest as she goes over to the doors that lead outside. “Fuck you very much. You don’t even get the point of this show.”

I don’t react. Once she leaves, I wait for her to get several yards from the door before I shoot up from my seat and race into the kitchen. Fucking finally.

Once I’m on the other side of the door, I breathe a quick sigh of relief and hurry to the end of the hall, where I knock lightly on Alice’s door.

She opens the door, motioning me inside. I step in and she closes the door. I take in her casual, formfitting black tank top and red boxers with white hearts, the white straps of her bra peeking out from under the tank top. Her hair is loose and curly around her shoulders.

“You’re beautiful,” I say, my gaze sliding down her body and then back up again.

We stand that way for a few seconds, me drinking her in with my eyes, my hands flexing at my sides, as she gives me a shy smile. When her eyes slide down to my crotch and she sees my arousal, her smile turns bolder.

“If you wanted to kiss me some more, that might be nice,” she says softly.

“Might?” I quirk a brow, amused.

She shrugs, her expression playful. “I can let you know after.”

We lunge for each other, my arms encircling her lower back and pulling her body against mine. I kiss her, the longing I’ve been feeling since I left this room last night coming through in my groan.

She tugs my T-shirt up as she kisses me, moaning as she puts her palm on the bare skin of my back. Her fingers glide up as she explores, feeling my upper back and shoulder.

I squeeze her ass gently, making her inhale sharply. She takes a step back, her gaze locked on mine as she pulls her tank top up and off over her head.

My exhale is long and ragged. Her chest rises and falls as she breathes, her eyes swimming with desire.

“We won’t get much time together,” she says, and I’m not sure if she means tonight or ever. “So let’s not waste what we have.”

She reaches around to her back and unfastens her bra, the satin cups gently dropping away from her round, full breasts as she takes it off.

“Fuck,” I whisper, awed by her body. “You’re sure?”

She nods, an uncertain flicker passing over her face. “Are you?”

“Completely. And if you change your mind--at any point--I won’t be disappointed, okay? I want this to be exactly what you want.”

A smile plays on her lips as she slowly slides her boxers down, my mouth going dry.

She’s perfect. Her body is soft and curvy, her pussy bare and smooth. I could look at her for hours, letting my hunger and appreciation for her build. But she doesn’t want to waste time, and I’m too mesmerized to give her anything other than exactly what she wants.

I pull my shirt off over my head and drop it to the ground. Her eyes widen slightly as she looks at my chest and abs, her gaze lingering as I push my shorts and underwear off.

When I cover the few steps between us, she looks up at me, her expression shy. Her nipples are pebbled with arousal, though, and it’s hot as hell.

She puts her palm on my chest, sliding it over and then down, exploring the lines and ridges of my body. This time, she goes lower, gently stroking my erection and making me hiss in a breath.

I cup her face in my hands and kiss her, soft and slow. Her touch makes me groan. I’ve been touched before, of course, but never like this, never by Alice, who knocked me off my feet with a single conversation.

Since that day on the beach, I haven’t looked at or thought of another woman. There’s just Alice--strong, beautiful, compassionate, vibrant Alice.

She backs against the edge of the room’s small bed, sitting on it and then lying back. I gaze reverently at her body, lit by the dim glow of a bedside lamp.

It’s different with her. I’m not horny for a night of fun. Instead, I feel a deep, aching desire to please her. I honed my body to perfection, thinking it was for hockey, but it was actually for this. So I could show this incredible woman how sexy she is. So I can give her everything she wants and turn those desires into needs that only I can satisfy.

I get on the bed, balancing my weight on my hands and knees as I kiss her jawline, her neck and her chest. She smoothes her hands down my back, squeezing my ass.

At the same moment, I lick one of her nipples and suck it between my lips, making us both groan. Her back is already arching off the bed. She’s fucking starved for this--for me--and I’m going to satisfy her in every possible way.

She whispers my name as I tease her nipples, sliding a hand from her waist down her outer thigh and then hooking it behind her knee.

When my mouth moves lower to her stomach, her breathing turns ragged. She rakes her fingers through my hair and tugs, the sensation making my cock ache with want.

Her pussy is already gleaming with arousal when I gently run my tongue over her seam, making her gasp. I take my time, kissing softly and teasing with my tongue for a few minutes before sliding my tongue inside her.

I hear her clap her hand over her mouth to stifle her cry. I have the back of her thigh on one of my shoulders, and I slide my other hand up to cup her breast and gently squeeze her nipple as I flick my tongue over her clit.

God, she’s incredible. The head of my cock is soaked with precum just from tasting her. When she circles her hips, creating friction between my mouth and her clit, I have to force myself not to get too turned on.

I slide a finger inside her slick folds, her hold on my hair tightening as she pulls. When I add another finger and suck her clit into my mouth, she comes undone, arching up from the bed and breathing hard.

I make sure I’ve wrung everything I can out of her, not moving my mouth from her until she drops back down to the bed limply.

“I want you inside me,” she whispers softly.

“We can wait until you’re--”

“No. Now.”

I’m not arguing with that; my cock is painfully hard. I brace myself with a knee beside her thigh and run a hand up and down my shaft, positioning the head at her slick entrance.

It’s heaven, sliding the head of my cock inside her. I stop, giving her time to adjust, and she puts a hand on my waist, encouraging me to go in farther.

I exhale hard, her soaked pussy so tight I have to stop. She feels so goddamned good.

“Don’t stop,” she pleads.

“Babe, I have to. Just for a second.”

She puts a hand on my shoulder, pushing me down so she can whisper in my ear.

“You made my pussy this wet. I want you to enjoy it. I can’t come again yet, so I want you to do it exactly like you like. Come inside me, Dalton.”

Holy shit . My entire body trembles with arousal. She’s incredible in every possible way and she talks dirty in bed? I’m not going to survive this woman.

I slowly sink all the way inside her. A cringe flickers over her face and I stop, pulling almost all the way out.

“No, don’t stop. It’s just been a long time, but you feel so good. Give it to me. Please.”

I could get so fucking hooked on the sound of her saying give it to me . I don’t know how I got so lucky to get to be her first in a long time, but I’m going to show her how real men take care of a woman in bed.

I get to my knees, grabbing a pillow to slide beneath her bottom. Then I slide a thumb into my mouth, wetting it, and put the soles of her feet on my chest near my shoulders. When I pump my cock all the way into her again, she lets out a broken, satisfied exhale.

I fuck her slowly, sinking all the way in and back out with every stroke. From this angle, I can see everything--her pink, parted lips as she breathes heavily, her breasts shaking with every thrust, her wet pussy taking my entire cock.

As soon as she starts rolling her hips, silently asking me to go faster, I put my thumb in my mouth again, soaking it and circling it over her clit.

She sucks in a sharp breath, holding it.

“Breathe, baby,” I whisper. “I’m gonna come in your sweet pussy and you’re gonna come again, too.”

Her eyes lock with mine, arousal pooling in them as I gently stroke her clit and speed up my thrusts.

“Oh, God,” she whispers. “Dalton...”

My body tightens, clinging to the edge of release. I won’t go until she does. She’s so close.

A few more seconds and her thighs lock up, pressing on my shoulders as she trembles with the force of her orgasm, a hand clamped over her mouth. It only takes a couple more thrusts for me to follow, silently groaning as I spill myself into her.

It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It was my first time coming inside a woman. We should have talked about protection before, but I get tested regularly and I haven’t had sex since my last test, so I know I’m good.

That conversation can wait. For now, I just want to live in this moment. I look around the room.

“Do you want some tissues?”

She smiles lazily. “Not yet. I’ll get something in a minute.”

I stretch out beside her on my side, kissing her forehead, her cheek, her nose, her chin, and then her lips.

“You probably hear this a lot, but that was the most incredible sex of my life,” I whisper against her lips.

She laughs softly. “Same, and I’m guessing you’re the one who hears it a lot.”

I run my hand from her hip to her stomach. “No, Alice. Really. I’ve never come inside a woman before.”

Her eyes widen. “Did I make you do something you didn’t want to do?”

“Fuck no. I don’t mean it like that. I wanted that more than I wanted to keep breathing, and I’m hoping to do it again later. I just...” I run my fingertips over her jawline. “It’s because it’s you. I needed this with you.”

Her expression softens. “Me too. And I’m on birth control.”

I gently trace the lines of her collarbone, her breasts, her shoulder.

“I’ve never been able to come twice like that,” she whispers. “And the second one...I’ve never come that hard before.”

Pride fills my chest. I couldn’t be her first, but I’d rather be her best. I trail my fingertips down her body, running them over her smooth, slick slit.

“It’s so fucking hot that you’re full of my cum right now.” I smile sheepishly. “I don’t mean to blow off the sweet talk, but your body...I’m hard again already. I want more of you. As much as you’ll give me.”

I’m already thinking about rubbing a load of cum around the rim of her ass while I eat her pussy. I want to make her come again and again and again.

It was feelings that brought me to her bed, but there’s also a raw, animalistic attraction that I can’t fight. I want to be with her. In bed. Over breakfast. Out with friends.

I can’t tell her that yet, though. She’ll think I’m crazy for already being so sure about us.

I am, though. Alice Morrow is the woman I’ll never get over if she slips through my fingers.