The Forbidden Life of Alex Moore(18)

Make her choose you…
The thought felt ancient, a rumbling drum down a sacred mountain. It urged him to coax, to crowd, to claim.
He tried to tell himself he didn’t want that. But his body had ceased to listen to his brain.
He kissed her while her breath was shallow. Her breast lifted in welcome, her hands in his hair, on his throat. His chest felt tight. Locked up with sensation. He’d forgotten how to breathe at all.
Where was his survival instinct? Lost in the sexual haze that drove him?
Nothing made sense but the way she felt against his skin. Her arms went around his neck and she arched closer.
No, this would be nothing like fornication.
He walked her to the bedroom, his lips on hers, holding her so close that his bare thigh brushed her damp heat with each step. The mattress bumped the backs of her legs and Lilly pulled him down on top of her.
He made a sound deep in his throat that was both primal and vulnerable at once. It exposed the churn of his unexpected emotions. Lilly met his eyes and for a moment indecision gleamed in the breathtaking blue of her gaze. He shook his head, needing to banish it.
She wanted him and he wanted her. There was no room for indecision.
It seemed she heard him and, hallelujah, she agreed. She raised her arms so he could pull off her shirt and then wrapped them back around his shoulders while he kissed his way to the white bra that held her soft breasts. He unfastened it and cupped them in his hands while he took her mouth again in a kiss intent on stealing her will to resist. He had only a short time here. A day, maybe two, if he was lucky. He’d dreaded this journey. Now he didn’t want it to end.
“Alex,” she breathed against his mouth.
“Don’t say no,” he breathed back. “Please, don’t say no.”
She laughed. “I don’t think I know that word anymore.”
Relief made him dizzy, desire made him rush when he wanted to linger. He tugged off her pants, hooking her flowered panties with his thumbs and drawing them over her silky legs. In seconds, he was stripped as well.
For a moment, he could only stare at her. She was naked and perfect in every way imaginable. The winter light turned her skin to pearl and caressed the enticing curves and dips. Her blonde hair spilled over the pillow. She was pink in places that seduced him. She shocked his senses and addled his brain until the only thing Alex knew for certain was that whatever he did next, he needed to make sure she’d want him to do it again.#p#分页标题#e#
Her arms were open—open for him. His heart raced as he sank into her heat. Sank into her body. She didn’t look away. Neither did he—not even when it felt like she might be able to see into his soul.
Tomorrow he’d be gone, but right now he was here, on fire. He felt consumed by her lavender-blue eyes and that smart mouth he’d never tire of.
He felt powerful, braced above her, skin to skin, chests moving fast, hearts moving faster. He felt defenseless, turned inside out. He wanted to slow down, but her hands urged him on, her knees rising to frame his hips, her mouth restless beneath his. Nothing else mattered.
There was only Lilly, with her moonlit skin and sunrise eyes. Lilly with her melting kisses and arched body. His focus centered on the thrust of his hips, the bow of her spine, the way her feet locked at the small of his back and her head tossed as he rocked against her, inside her. Pleasure was too soft a word for what he felt. Pain came closer but omitted the bliss that grew until it defined him.
Lilly orgasmed with a husky cry and a rush of damp heat that pushed him over the edge. A moment later, Alex came so hard he couldn’t breathe as the pleasure and pain merged inside him. He’d never felt anything so intense. He tried to loosen his hold, afraid he’d crushed her beneath him, but she held tight, her legs entwined with his as she pulsed around him.
When his heart finally slowed, he rolled onto the bed beside her and tucked her into the curve of his body. They both lay breathless for a while. Replete. But already thoughts and recriminations began to crowd in. What was he doing? This was a human female in his arms. Something so far out of his reach that even now, he couldn’t imagine that he was here.
Her thoughts must have run parallel to his own. He sensed her withdrawal before he felt her move away. He told himself he was relieved.
    







 
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CHAPTER 7
Lilly dressed hastily, aware of his hot gaze on her as she bent to pull on fresh underwear and soft yoga pants. Embarrassed, she fumbled with her bra and a clean shirt. She shrugged a sweatshirt over it and gathered the pieces of her discarded clothing to toss into the laundry basket.