“You didn’t see my note?” He points at my nightstand, and sure enough, there’s a handwritten note there. God, I feel like an idiot.
I drop my gaze. “No. You must think I’m a drama queen now.”
He places his finger under my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. “No I don’t. I shouldn’t have left you alone. I went to get some breakfast, but it took longer than I expected. I’m so sorry.”
His apology is heartfelt. I can read the guilt in his eyes while he keeps staring at me as if I’m about to break. Warmth spreads through my chest while my heart soars.
Don’t get attached, you fool.
Curling my lips into a grin, I ask, “What did you bring? I’m famished.”
He rewards me with a wide smile before turning around and pulling me with him to the table. “I got all kinds of pastries at a bakery nearby. I didn’t know what you liked. I wanted to bring coffee too, but they didn’t have to-go cups.”
I open the bag to peer inside. “Yum. Croissants filled with Nutella, my favorite. Thanks.”
I rise on my tiptoes to plant a soft peck on his lips, but he wraps an arm around my waist, keeping me in place while he deepens the kiss, his hot tongue sneaking into my mouth with focused intent. Heat pools in my core, and my legs turn to jelly. I hold on to his arms to keep from collapsing to the floor.
When Alistair pulls back, I follow him, not wanting to end this toe-curling kiss. He chuckles against my lips. “I thought you were famished.”
“Suddenly, I find myself hungry for something else entirely.”
He narrows his gaze as his eyes flash with a dangerous glint. Before I can say anything else, he picks me up and takes me to bed once more. I let out a yelp when he pivots and falls backward, letting me be on top of him this time. His hands skim my sides before they brush the underside of my breasts.
“I don’t think I got to play with them enough last night.”
Through our layers of clothing, I feel his bulging erection, so I grind my pelvis against his, trying to soothe the ache between my legs. He hisses before yanking my strapless dress down to cup my boobs.
“Somebody is naughty this morning.” I curl my hands around the hem of his polo shirt, pushing the fabric out of the way so I can admire the beauty that is his torso.
Leaning forward, I run my tongue over the ridges of his abs, loving how, with each stroke Alistair seems to lose more control. His hands are now under my dress, palming my ass. Scooching backward, I finally reach the seam of his jeans and pause my ministrations to glance up.
“You’re not the only one who didn’t play enough last night.”
“Goldilocks….”
I unzip his jeans, pulling them down eagerly, like a kid unwrapping a gift. Curling my fingers around his dick, I free it from the confines of his boxers. I lick my lips in anticipation, dying for a taste of him. Alistair leans on his elbows, and I peer at him from under my lashes. Without taking my eyes off him, I stroke the tip of his cock, tasting the saltiness of his soft skin. He moans but keeps staring at me. I tease him with my tongue again, stroking the side of his length this time before wrapping my lips around his head.
“Oh my God. That feels so good.” He tangles his fingers in my hair, curling around a section and yanking it slightly.
I dive in, swallowing his entire length until the tip of his cock hits the back of my throat. Alistair’s groans become louder, spurring me on, and I repeat the same movement slowly, loving the taste of him. But I can only torture him for so long at this snail’s pace, and soon he starts to fuck my mouth. I curl my fingers around the base of his cock, noticing how the pumping and sucking combination drives him wild. It’s intoxicating to realize I have this much power over him. I feel beautiful and sexy. He gets harder under my tongue, and I know he’s moments away from coming.
He shouts my name as his warm seed fills my mouth, and I drink every single drop of it.
After his tremors subside, I let go of his still hard cock with a wet sound and stare at the expression of ecstasy on his face. His eyes are still closed when I crawl up his body to place soft kisses on his jaw. He squeezes my ass before opening his eyes to gaze at me.
“I knew you had a devious mouth, but that was fucking incredible.”
“I told you I was famished.” I grin like a fool, loving the compliment.
He slides his fingers down my ass, moving my panties out of the way to play with my soaking pussy.
I close my eyes and shudder. “Alistair.”
“I love how wet you get for me, Chiara.”
Opening my eyes again, I search the vicinity for the box of condoms, finding it on the nightstand. I stretch my arm toward it, grabbing a foil packet from inside. His cock twitches under me, and I know he’s ready for round two.
“I’m riding you, cowboy.”
Alistair gives me a wolfish grin right before he unhooks my bra. “Works for me, Goldilocks. I’m loving the view.”
He runs his thumbs over my already hardened nipples and I shudder. I make quick work of the condom, rolling it into place before I bring the tip of his cock to my entrance. Lowering my hips, I impale myself on Alistair slowly, loving the fullness of him.
“Fuck. I can’t get over how good your pussy feels wrapped around my cock.”
I hum a response, clenching my internal walls as I begin to move. Alistair runs his hands down my sides, gripping my hips now, trying to increase the pace.
I grab his wrists, stopping him from trying to control things.
“Not so fast, mister. I’m in charge now.”
He makes a sound that’s all male, and I almost come on the spot. I bite my lower lip to keep it from happening this time. I want to make this moment last, as if I have all the time in the world. The reality is completely different though, but I banish those sappy thoughts to a dark corner in my mind. I don’t want to think that today is my last day with Alistair and most likely I will never see him again. He didn’t mention keeping in touch, agreeing to my stupid rule too fast.
“Goldi, you’re driving me insane.” He tries to fuck me from his prone position, lifting his hips to meet mine.
“You’re terrible.” I laugh, but I don’t try to stop him. It feels too good.
I lean forward to give Alistair a long, hard kiss, loving the feel of his scruff against my face, while I let him take control down below. He grabs my tits and squeezes them hard, eliciting a loud moan from me.
