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Being able to touch her made me feel as if I was home. Lily’s skin was still slick from the luxurious treatment oil, and I felt the blood run south when my hands ventured lower and cupped her pert little ass.

“Missed you,” I muttered gruffly, as the atmosphere between us shifted from appreciation to desire.

“Missed you too,” Lily agreed while lust filled her gorgeous green eyes caught in my gaze.

“We need a break together,” I stated, glancing expectantly down at her. Lily’s smile turned to a pout.

“Alfie… don’t,” she snapped in a frustrated tone.

“I know,” I agreed, not really understanding why I was conceding, other than to prevent an argument from developing. To hide my irritation, I dipped my head and took her mouth in a kiss.

“Mm,” Lily moaned, and sagged against me. And as my tongue deepened our kiss, I let go of my grievances to concentrate on connecting with her again. Bending, I lifted her into my arms, holding her bride-style to my chest.

Still kissing her, I blindly moved us from the lounge to the oversized bed. Laying her down, I spread her legs and before she had time to protest, buried my face against her sex.

“Holy shit,” Lily breathed as her back arched off the bed in surprise at the speed of my action. I smiled because her legs began to tremble while I swirled my tongue around her clit and entrance. I clamped my arms around her thighs in a vice-like hold and prepared for her orgasm to take over. “Oh, Go-God, I-I’m coming already,” she stuttered right before her brain went into meltdown and she fell over the edge.

CHAPTER 3

LILY

During the first twenty-four hours of Alfie’s visit, we made it out of bed to eat, but not out of our suite thanks to room service. We’d played drinking games, got hammered, but sobered up enough to make love a couple of times during the night. However, our connection felt different, to the point where I sensed an undertone of desperation from Alfie I had never experienced before.

“Is everything okay?” I asked when I noted him frowning in thought as he ate breakfast.

Glancing up at me, his expression instantly brightened when he glanced down at my naked body and nodded. “Sure.” With his reassurance I shrugged my previous observation off.

“Do you want to go somewhere?” I asked while I busied myself spooning some berries onto my breakfast cereal.

“No. If it’s okay with you, I’d rather stay naked, snuggled up with my favorite girl and watch some movies,” he admitted while he poured another coffee.

I cocked my brow in surprise. “Favorite girl?”

“Yeah, your mom is a close second… then there’s my sister, Layla,” he teased, chuckling. He flashed me his trademark, lopsided grin, tugged me from my seat and sat me astride him.

“I haven’t finished eating,” I mumbled against his lips when he pulled me in for a kiss.

“You can eat me,” he muttered, sliding his tongue into my mouth. I gave it a gentle nip and held it between my teeth.

“Ah, now that’s on you,” he mumbled, his tongue still trapped.

“Huh?” I huffed out.

Alfie ground his hard cock against my sex, making his APA tease my clit. Releasing his tongue with a groan, I tangled my fingers into his soft sandy-blond hair and began to massage his head. Giving him my best seductive smile, I wriggled my hips for greater contact. “On me?” I asked incredulously, then chuckled. “You get hard if the wind blows the wrong way.”

“Or you blow me… I mean feel free… if you’re still hungry,” he teased back, placing his strong hands on my hips and pulling me down harder. “I don’t know how I survived for weeks on end without being inside you.”

Tilting me backward, he lifted my hips and positioned his stiff cock at my entrance. A flood of desire soaked my core. Even though I had been feeling a little raw down there from overuse already, I would never have denied him. Not when the connection we shared whenever we made love was an intrinsic part of what kept our love alive.

“Look at me,” he demanded, as he teased the head of his cock down my seam.

“Again?” I asked in disbelief. Slowly, Alfie’s seductive, lopsided smile curved his lips, and he pushed forward. As he penetrated me, his expression quickly morphed into an open-mouthed silent O in pleasure.

Once he was down to his root he adjusted us in his seat. His APA accidently brushed my G-spot, sending a thrill through my body at lightning speed, and making me squirm atop him. Palming my butt cheeks, he growled and rocked me slowly over him.

“All mine,” he whispered, sliding his large hands up my naked back, then slowly raked his nails down either side.

Goosebumps erupted on my skin, and I moaned in pleasure. “Oh, Jesus,” I whispered, falling forward until I’d rested my head on his chest.