Chapter 55 Better Place
ALICE
His mouth greedily swallowed every moan that escaped me.
I was rolling my hips and grinding my pussy against his hard-on, desperate for a release. He kissed along my jaw, each kiss sending a bolt of electricity straight to my aching, swollen center. His hands moved under my shirt and he pinched my nipples between his fingers. I had to smash my lips together so I wouldn't moan loudly.
Sex never felt this good. Benjamin was an amateur compared to Theo.
Theo. This was my first time calling him that in my mind. It felt so impossibly intimate.
He raised the hem of my shirt so my breasts were exposed. My nipples were so tight and small, and his warm mouth made them pucker even more. I was biting down on my lip hard. We moved in perfect sync. His tongue licked a path around the areola of my left breast while his cock rubbed my clit just right, at the perfect pace with the perfect amount of pressure.
The couch was creaking, begging for its pathetic little life. I didn't care. Right now, I just needed to climax. I was so close. So...
He stopped suddenly, fingers digging into my hips. "Wait."
I was out of breath. "What is it?"
"I don't have a condom."
Shit. Dammit, why did this have to happen? "I don't either."
His cock was throbbing between my thighs. There was no way in hell that I wasn't going to come tonight.
"I'm clean," he claimed. "I trust you to be clean, too."
I believed him, but that wasn't the point. "I have no interest in getting pregnant. I'm not on birth control right now. Did you have a vasectomy?"
"No."
"Well, then." I placed my hands on his chest and continued dry-humping him. Pleasure rushed through my veins. "We'll have to make do with what we have."
He met every roll of my hips and in no time, we were both panting again. The tip of his cock pushed past the waistband of his boxers. I ground against the underside of his cock. He bit the side of my breast and my clit spasmed.
"Yes," I moaned softly, warmth pooling in my core. "Yes. Just like that. Oh, don't stop. Don't stop."
I came hard. My entire body shook with the intensity of my orgasm and warmth gushed from me, making my panties even wetter. He kept going, gripping my ass to keep me still. I pressed my lips together and closed my eyes. He grunted in pleasure and the sound was enough to make me climax again.
"Alice," he groaned before biting my shoulder. He came then too, ropes of semen spewing out of his cock and landing on his taut stomach. The sight made me giggle. His eyes met mine, and a smile stretched across his lips. "This is fucking humiliating."
I laughed harder, so I covered my mouth. I didn't want anyone to wake up. I felt lighter and much better compared to a few minutes ago.
"Only you could make me come like this," he murmured as his hand went to the nape of my neck. I inched closer and he placed a kiss on the sensitive spot on my neck.
"So, you do come without needing to tie people up."
"Trust me, this is new for me."
He kissed the front of my neck this time. I loved the way it felt. His lips were on my chin when I decided to brush my lips against his. The kiss we shared was tender and packed with emotions. I didn't feel guilty, not in the slightest. In fact, I had the urge to tell him that I didn't want to find another job.
But I decided against it.
The truth was I wasn't sure of my feelings and that wasn't ideal. I needed time away from him to figure things out. Who knew? Maybe this feeling would disappear the minute I got away from him.
We broke apart. The kiss genuinely felt like a goodbye and it saddened me. His thumb drew circles on my cheeks. The look in his eyes...I was melting all over again.
One thing I knew for a fact was that he wanted me, and that made me feel good.
But how did I feel about him?
"I have to go," I whispered. "If my parents catch me here, they'll be forcing us down the altar tomorrow."
His grip around my waist tightened and his smile was contagious. "That wouldn't be such a bad idea, would it?"
I rolled my eyes playfully and started climbing off his lap. His grip loosened, but he sounded disappointed when he said, "Alice, be serious for once."
I giggled. "I'm dead serious."
He raised his hands helplessly. "You're leaving me like this?"
"You're a big boy. Deal with the mess you made. You know where the bathroom is, Mr. Linden-Hawthorne."
Before I walked away, he said, "Is it okay if I ask you to do one thing for me?"
"What do you want?"
His eyes met mine. "Call me Theo, for the love of God. I think I earned it by now, yes?"
I answered him with a smile and headed toward my room. I closed the door and leaned against it.
Uh-oh, Alice Ann Rhodes. You're in trouble.
This was great, really great, but I wasn't sure of my feelings and I needed time away from him to figure it out. He infuriated me, and deep down, I was sure I still hated him, but it was so easy for me to be myself around him. He brought that out in me.
One thing I knew for sure was that he wasn't the same man who made my life hell. I couldn't even relate him to that guy anymore. No, the man I knew was surprisingly humble, genuine, and though he was a know-it-all asshole sometimes, he could be kind and understanding.
I felt the same tightness in my chest from earlier, but I was tired of making impulsive decisions that made my life more difficult.
The pay was great, but I knew our time together had expired. I had to figure things out on my own. Hell, maybe it'd be too late by then, and we hadn't discussed what would happen after.
Deep down, I suspected he didn't know, either.
I went to bed feeling like a different woman. Life was far from making sense, but I was in a better place.
I tried to imagine the future as I tucked my hands under my pillow, but it all became too overwhelming for me, so I decided to forget it all and fall asleep.
What was the point of trying to imagine the future? Nothing ever worked out the way you expected it to anyway.