CHAPTER FORTY-NINE

Payton

I WAS NAKED and waiting, as per the instructions, and my body was primed. God, it was primed. Alex found ways to slip his hand under my skirt that were beyond stealth. The first had been in the kitchen when we were pouring drinks for everyone. We were alone, albeit only hidden from the waist down by the large kitchen island. From behind, he’d run his hand between my thighs and slipped a finger inside me before lightly touching my clit. Then he was gone.

The next time was the classic “under the table” move, where his hand slid up my thigh, his pinky connecting with me before laughing at something my brother said and looping his arm around the back of my chair. There had been several more, but thinking about them just made me crazy. I was forced to keep my expression as impassive as possible, but it grew increasingly harder as the night wore on, and all I wanted to do was get him alone.

I had to go through saying goodnight to everyone, except Brock and Bailey who were staying the night, and then had to muddle through nightcaps and polite conversation.

I turned in as soon as I possibly could, feigning exhaustion, and sequestered myself in my bedroom to get ready for him.

Alex had kissed me at the top of the stairs and ordered, “No touching yourself.”

“Well, don’t make me wait.”

He pulled me closer and slid his hand between my legs, leaning against my ear and whispering, “This is mine tonight. Only I touch it. Get me?”

I swallowed and nodded. He ran his finger through me again and smiled. “Good girl.”

I’d walked woodenly down the basement stairs, checked in on Lily who was sound asleep, and then headed to my room.

And now I waited.

I had to leave my bed and pace a few times otherwise, I was sure I’d whip out my vibrator and take care of myself, but as frustrating as this little game was, it was also sexy as hell and I couldn’t wait for Alex to join me.

I was lying on my bed, the covers partially over me when my door slid open and Alex slipped inside. He closed and locked the door, and I bit my lip. He wore a pair of pajama bottoms and wife-beater that showcased his muscular arms, and he was delicious.

He yanked off his shirt and made his way to the bed. Without a word, he threw the covers off me and settled himself between my legs. “Spread.”

I spread.

And ohmigod, I was so glad I did. What that man could do with his mouth was surely illegal in several countries. I felt my body building and he smiled against me. “Come, but no noise,” he whispered.

I nodded, and he resumed his assault. If you have ever been forced to climax in silence, it is both almost impossible and sexier than anything I’d experienced to date. Okay, being tied to the ceiling of a boat was pretty amazing, but this was a close second. I threw my pillow over my face so that my panting breaths couldn’t be heard.

Alex slipped it away and smiled down at me. “Deep breaths, baby, or you’ll hyperventilate.”

“I don’t know if I can,” I whispered.

He chuckled quietly. “Try.”

I nodded and did what I could to keep from passing out.

“Good girl,” he said. “You liked that.”

“I loved that,” I corrected.

Alex grinned again, climbing off the bed and removing his pj’s. “All fours, Payton, edge of the mattress.”

Holy crap, yes!

I moved into position and he stood behind me, running a palm down my back. “No noise.”

I nodded and took a deep breath. He slid into me and I dropped my head to the mattress, face to the covers, because not making noise when he was taking me from behind seemed like an impossibility.

He reached his hand between my legs and ran a fingertip over my clit as he surged into me again and again.

“Ohmigod,” I breathed into the bedding.

He slammed into me one more time and I came around him. It took him a few more thrusts to join me, but then we fell onto the bed and I was once again left without breath.

“I’m very proud of you, baby,” he whispered, and slid out of me.

And then he was gone.

Okay, that part sucked. I was all for a naughty game of forbidden sex, but him leaving me right after… hell, no. I still hadn’t fully caught my breath, but I washed up in the bathroom, pulled on a pair of shorts and a cami, and headed to his room. I pushed open the door to find him grinning at me from the edge of his bed.

“I was about to come to you,” he said.

I slid into his arms and squeezed him as hard as I could. “Everything was amazing up until the you leaving me part. That sucked.”

“Yeah, that went a little differently than I expected.” He kissed my temple. “No more leaving.”

“Deal.” I smiled up at him. “I don’t know how I’m going to sleep without you.”

“I’ll come sleep with you for a bit. I’ll set my alarm in case I fall asleep.”

“I doubt anyone will come down here, honey.”

He smiled. “When your mother put us in separate rooms, baby, it sent a message.”

“It’s not like she doesn’t know we’re having sex.”

“But knowing it and knowing it are two different things,” he pointed out.

“Whatever. Come with me fiancé. We’re gonna have a little more fun and then I’m going to fall asleep on you.”

Alex chuckled and followed me to my room.