Sort-of Soulmates

Chapter Fifteen: Dylan

AUTUMN IS HERE (in the northern hemisphere anyway). What a RELIEF. I detest summer. I can't cope with the heat, I hate the long days and short nights, I'm like 90% less efficient in the warm weather. The second the temperature drops and the nights get longer, I'm soooooooooo happy.

Love, Cam

♡

Chapter Fifteen

Dylan

For the first two hours of the next day, the world was talking about the change in EverAfter. Some people were excited, some people were devastated, some people were angry. And I couldn't have given less of a shit, because I was too busy shagging my fake-boyfriend.

Alex was underneath me, his hands on my arse as I rode him, relishing the feeling of fullness after so long without good sex. I'd woken up worried we'd fucked up, only to find him rolling on top of me and kissing me furiously. I sure as hell wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to do that again.

"Gods, yes," Alex panted, manhandling me like I wasn't quite a bit bigger than him. "Tell me what you want, sugar."

I'd never be able to listen to him call me another nickname without blushing. I groaned and pulled him in for another kiss, gasping against his lips as he pushed in deeper. "Fuck, I just want you to keep going."

Alex's grin was devious. "You got it, princess."

That one was new, and it dragged a quiet whimper from my lips that turned into an outrageously whoreish noise as he flipped me over effortlessly onto my back, fucking into me hard. I wrapped my legs around his waist and gripped fistfuls of the duvet as he pounded into me, leaving me unable to do anything but whine and moan until I came all over my stomach and chest. I barely even noticed when Alex came, cursing throughout the orgasm while he fucked into my oversensitive body.

"We really need to get up," I groaned, as he collapsed next to me, sweaty and out of breath.

"I've been saying that for ninety minutes," Alex replied indignantly, sitting up slightly and then giving up and flopping down onto the bed. "Well, I was saying that. Now I'm saying that we need to have a nap. Bloody hell, Dylan, it's probably for the best that you don't date often if that's how you fuck. It's giving you way too much power."

I snorted, a grin spreading over my face. "It's been a while. I thought I might have forgotten how."

"Consider yourself graded highly," Alex breathed out slowly. "But in all fairness, I haven't fucked anyone in over a year. So I'm not sure how much my opinion is worth."

"God, your opinion is worth a lot," I said with feeling. "I'd express it in words but you sucked my brain out my dick last night."

That startled a laugh out of Alex, who looked at me with mirth dancing in his eyes. "If I ever get EverAfter, that's going on my bio."

"You're welcome," I stretched my legs, wondering if the feeling would ever come back to my thighs. "Next time, let's be slightly less ambitious with the positions. My hips will never forgive me."

Alex grunted in agreement, removing the condom and tying it off before disposing of it. It wasn't really necessary; we both had good health and no recent sexual partners, and we sure as hell weren't risking the arrangement by pursuing other people. But it felt like a boundary, something to remind us that this was just casual sex, we weren't really in a monogamous, committed relationship.

I picked up my phone and my face must have very obviously fallen, because Alex looked at me in alarm. "What's wrong?"

"Sixteen missed calls from Josh," I grimaced. "I'm assuming people aren't liking what I said in my speech."