Page 37 of Not So Casual
“I thought we established that.” He laughs, squeezing my hip. “What do you say, Elias? Will you keep dating me? Loving me?”
“Yes!” I bounce up and down and wince when Alexander groans after I land too hard. “Sorry, just excited.”
Taking his lips with mine, I lick at them, waiting for him to open for me. Fuck, I want him so bad. Just a few minutes ago, I thought I was going to have to give him up. Knowing that he’s mine now is creating a need inside me, I haven’t felt before. Grinding down, I rock back and forth on his growing erection, loving when he nips at my neck.
“Fuck me, Alexander.”
Alexander stands, easily lifting me into his arms, our kissing not stopping. He hurries down the hallway to my bedroom, bumping into the small table I have in the hallway. He kneads my ass in his hands the whole time, his tightening grip squeezing me just right. Sliding me down his body, our kiss only breaks so he can pull my shirt off before he’s ravishing my mouth again.
“Take off the rest of your clothes and lay on the bed.”
Doing as he says, I quickly step out of my pants and briefs and jump onto my bed. Leaning against my headboard, I sit back, taking in Alexander in front of me. He’s slowly taking off his clothes, teasing me, my breathing coming out in short spurts.
“Fuck.” I breathe out when he’s finally naked in front of me. I can’t believe he’s mine. Even saying it doesn’t seem real. Alexander and I are dating. Hell, we’ve been dating and neither of us realized it.
Alexander is a fucking work of art that I’m obsessed with. Taller than me, muscular, but not too muscular. He’s older than me, but by how well his body looks, you would never have guessed it. His hand lazily jerks his length, my gaze zeroed in on the movement.
He climbs onto the bed and grabs my legs, spreading them wide before climbing in between them. He blankets my body with his, the heat covering me quickly, a feeling of home and mine overcoming me. “You’ve always been so different from anyone I’ve ever been with. I never knew what that meant before.” He looks at me with so much awe in his eyes. “But now I do. You’re everything, Elias.”
“No. You’re everything.” I reach up and kiss him, wrapping my arms around his neck. Tears prick behind my eyes as I smile at him. “And I love you. Now fuck me.”
Tossing his head back, he groans, grinding his erection into me.
“Grab the condom and lube,” his gruff voice whispers near my ear.
“Do we need a condom?” I ask quietly, my voice sounding vulnerable.
“As much as I want to and even though my last test was negative,” he pauses, kissing the sensitive spot below my ear, “I would rather take another test just to be sure. I don’t ever want to do anything to risk you.”
“Okay. We’ll get tested together and then no condoms.”
“Deal. Hold your legs back for me.”
Doing as he says, I grab hold of both of my legs, opening myself up to him. His eyes darken, and I tremble at not only the desire I see behind his eyes but also the love. His featherlike touch causes shivers throughout my body as he glides his fingers up and down the back of my thighs.
“Alexandeerrrr,” I whine, thrashing my head side to side like the needy person I am. “Please fuck me. I’m begging you.”
“Fuck. That’s so fucking sexy, baby. Hearing you beg for me, beg for my cock. Is that what you want? You want me to impale you with my cock? Fill you up so good and fuck you so hard?”
Oh! Holy shit. Sex with Alexander is like nothing I’ve ever imagined before. It’s always been hot as fuck to have sex with him. But having sex with him, while knowing he’s mine? Fuck, there’s no greater feeling than that.
“Do it. Fill me up. Claim me. Make me yours,” I pant out, arching up trying to get some friction. He’s still not touching me, or at least not the way I want. His eyes are roaming over my body, while his fingers are still gingerly making their way around my legs. I'm going to combust if he doesn’t put his damn hands on me the way I want.
“Goddammit, Alexander.”
Huffing, I slide out from underneath him, scooting up the bed. He’s staring at me, his brows furrowed, a look of confusion on his face.
“What are you doing?” he growls, reaching for my leg. “I’m not done with you.”
“You’re taking too long. So, now I’m in charge. Lay on your back and let me do the work.”
“You wanna ride me baby?” he smirks, climbing up and lying beside me on the bed. “If that’s what you wanted, why didn’t you just say so?”
Grumbling, I sit up and straddle him. “This wasn’t the plan, but you’re taking forever, so I’m improvising.”
“I just wanted to take my time with you and admire you.” He chuckles, his hands wrapping around my waist, holding me still.
Well, when he puts it that way. Shaking my head, I huff out a “whatever.” Leaning down, I claim his lips, trying to kiss him while he’s still laughing.