CHAPTER 73

CHAPTER 73
CARLA'S POV

I woke up to warmth and a pounding heart, which roused me from sleep. I blinked, my eyelids heavy with sleep, as I tried to make sense of where I was. The events of yesterday flooded back, but I was more focused on the man below me.

Uh oh.

Somehow, I’d moved in my sleep and rolled onto Alec.

Slowly, I peeled my body away from his, but froze when my knee grazed his dick.

He stifled a groan, and I gasped, “Oh.”

Shit. Shit. Shitt.

I pushed away from him, almost rolling off the bed, but I caught myself in the last minute. I looked at him, and whispered, “Sorry – sorry – I didn’t – fuck – sorry, Alec.”

My cheeks were molten. His gaze was hard and dark as he got off the bed. My gaze lowered to his dick, which made a tent in his sweatpants. Want coursed through me. Need roared in my ears. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to fall to my knees and take him in my mouth. My panties were slick. I was starving. It had been so long, almost three years of nothing but my hands and vibrators, I wanted his touch.

“It’s okay. Just an accident.” He responded. His voice was thick and hoarse, which only made me hungrier.

He glanced at me, and tension thickened in the air. I watched as his gaze connected with my full chest, where my hard nipples pressed against the fabric. Evidence of my savage hunger. Finally, he looked at my face, and I bit my lower lip. I needed him to throw away virtue and take me. This might be the only chance we have. What happened on the Island could stay on the Island.

“Carla,” He began, but once again, his phone rang, cutting me off.

He reached for it with a frown.

“It’s Vivian. You can switch to Videocall if you want.” He placed the phone on the bed and walked out of the bedroom, giving me privacy, but also running away from what had just happened.

I flopped on the bed with a sigh, my heart heavy. I picked up the call and smiled when my best friend’s face filled the screen.

“Hey, Carla, we just woke up and the twins are having — wait, why do you look so flushed – Oh! Did you guys fuck!” Vivian exclaimed, and my cheeks heated even hotter.

“Language, Vivian, not when the kids are there.” I scold dryly, hoping to change the topic easily.

“Give me a second.” She said, and I rolled my eyes as the camera panned to show her movement. I heard the door slam and knew she was about to delve into a thorough questioning.

“Now, the children aren’t here. Did you fuck him? On the first fucking night? Damn, girl.” She gushed, grinning wide like her Christmas gift came early, which only made me roll my eyes.

“Can we do this another time? I want to see my children.” I groaned, running my hands through my hair, trying to hide how it trembled.

“No. Tell me what I want to know.” She narrowed her gaze at me, and I exhaled in annoyance and admitted, “Okay, we didn’t have sex, but... I’m thinking about it.”

She frowned, “You’re thinking about it?”

“Yes, I’m thinking about it. What’s the harm in there? I’m here. He’s here. All alone and away from everything. We might as well have fun. What happens on the Island stays on the Island. We don’t have to make a big deal about it.” I exhaled in exasperation. I was speaking my thoughts out loud.
It sounded insane.

Vivi frowned at me, then pointed out tenderly, “Remember what happened the last time you had sex?” Then she lowered her voice, “Remember how it led to two beautiful but annoying children? Do you want to take that chance again?”

My chest caved in at the thought. When I spoke, my voice was a whisper, “I’m on birth control for my irregular periods, Vivi, and he is going to use a condom. Look, it’s just a thought, it doesn’t mean it is happening.”

“The determination in your voice says otherwise.” She exhaled, smiling softly at me. I closed my eyes and I willed the feelings away, but it wasn’t that easy.

“Just be careful, Carla. Sex complicates things. I know that.” She mused, and I frowned at her, “Is everything okay with you and Bertram?”

Something flashed over her face, but it was gone before I could make sense of it.

“We are talking about you, not me. Now, let’s go see your children, who are excited to see you.” She changed the topic smoothly.

My heart danced as she walked out of the room, and moments later, I was staring at my children’s faces.

“Heyy, babies!” I cooed, grinning like a madwoman.

I spent the next thirty minutes talking to my children and listening to their gabbles and words. I understood everything they said, even though someone else couldn’t. We spoke, and it was fun.

When the call ended, I missed them a little, and my mind was clear. In about six days, I would return home. Alec and I could spend the six days in sexual bliss, or we could keep walking around on eggshells. I didn’t want that.
I hated eggshells.

Determined, I dropped the phone and walked out of the bedroom, my mind filled with thoughts of Alec, only to bump into … Alec. He caught me as I started to fall, his hand wrapping around my hip, steadying me, which resulted in him pulling me closer to him, flushed against his shirtless chest.

“Hi,” I giggled, intoxicated with lust.

He smiled at me, his hand lingering on my hips, setting me aflame.

“You are smiling, so I assumed the call went okay?” He deduced, biting back a smile.

I nodded, my gaze lingering on his full lips, “That’s not all, though. I think … You and I are going to be stuck … What I’m trying to s … Fuck it.” I snapped, wrapped my hands around his neck, and kissed him, sliding my tongue into his mouth.