Page 44 of Mending Fate

“It’s all right, lass.” He put his hands on my waist, his thumbs sliding under the hem of my shirt, brushing back and forth across my skin in a motion that managed to be both soothing and sensual at the same time. “We just need to get to know each other. Be aware of the things we struggle with. Talk to each other instead of yelling. Communicate.”

“Now you’re just showing off,” I teased. I cupped his face in my hands and bent enough to brush my lips across his. “And, by the way, I love you too.”

As soon as the words were out of my mouth, he was kissing me. He stood, sweeping me up in his arms so we didn’t have to break the kiss. A few seconds later, we were in my room, and he was kicking the door shut behind us. We tumbled onto the bed, limbs tangled, far too many clothes between us. I tugged at his shirt, eager for skin on skin.

Suddenly, Alec caught my hands, stilling them. He raised himself up far enough for our eyes to meet.

“Are you certain this is what you want?” he asked. “I don’t want to start our second chance with a mistake.”

The sincerity on his face made my answer an easy one.

“I want this.” I unbuttoned his shirt as I spoke. “I wantyou. I think this is the perfect way for us to celebrate our new start.” I stopped with one button left. “Unlessyoudon’t want this.”

His eyebrows shot up. He took one of my hands and moved it down his body until I could feel the hard length of him straining against his zipper. “Mo nighean bhan, this is what you do to me with a single kiss.”

I gave him a gentle squeeze. “Now that we’ve established that we’re both willing and able…”

Alec rose up on his knees and pulled off his shirt, the last button easily coming free. He tossed the shirt aside, and I drank in the sight of him. A chuckle caught my attention, and I ran my gaze back up to his face. A smile on those kissable lips. Eyes dark and pupils wide.

“Your turn, lass.”

I barely had time to get my shirt off before he was there, mouth on the side of my throat, hands sliding up my sides, leaving heat trailing after them. I tipped my head back to give him better access to my neck and ran my fingers over his broad shoulders, enjoying the feel of him.

My legs came up on either side of his waist, my skirt rucking up around my waist. His weight settled on me, the hard press of his cock behind his zipper now in the perfect position to put pressure on the suddenly damp crotch of my panties.

I moaned as his mouth moved lower, across my collarbone, and then down between my breasts. My nails dug into his skin, and he turned his head, biting the side of my breast. I gasped, my body jerking. He chuckled, the vibration sending a shiver through me.

He rolled his hips, sending a wave of pleasure rolling through me. The sound I made would have embarrassed me if I hadn’t been trying to grind against him for more friction. Then his mouth latched onto one of my nipples, and I forgot to worry about being quiet. He sucked on the sensitive skin, tongue rubbing against the tip even as he continued rocking against me.

My orgasm came out of nowhere, exploding inside me with enough force to make every muscle in my body tense and white spots burst in front of my eyes. The world grayed out as I went limp, and I was dimly aware that Alec was moving away from me, but I didn’t think I was up to protesting just yet. My brain and mouth weren’t connecting well at this point. I let my mind drift until the mattress dipped next to me.

“I’ll take it as a compliment that I could get you to come like that.” He sounded smug, but it was well-deserved.

I smiled at him and echoed his words. “Your turn.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.” He shifted so that he could reach the waistband of my skirt. “May I?”

“I think you earned it.” I winked at him.

He peeled off my skirt and took my panties with it. “I fully intend to do wicked things to you with my tongue, but that will wait. I need to be inside you.”

I saw now that, at some point between undressing himself completely and joining me on the bed again, he’d put on a condom. I parted my legs and held out a hand, just as eager to have him inside me as he was.

“Roll over.”

I did as he said, trusting that whatever he had in store would be equally good for me as it would be for him.

“On your knees.”

I repositioned my arms and legs underneath me, but instead of taking me, he gave yet another command.

“Up.”

I straightened, and he wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me back against him. His cock was hot against my ass, and I shivered in anticipation. I let him move me until I was right where he wanted me, and then he was sliding between my legs, latex smooth against my sensitive skin.

“Look.” He turned my face so that I was looking directly in front of us.

Atus.