Let Me Love You

Chapter 3

When Alex woke the next morning, he knew exactly where he was, all the events from the previous evening playing over and over in his mind. A smile stretched across his face and he refused to open his eyes; too afraid that the beautiful memories would be tainted by whatever was to come.

He had turned away from her in his sleep but he could feel her arm wrapped around his torso, her body curved around his. She breathed evenly against his neck; goosebumps flaring up on his skin each time she exhaled. Nothing would ever be more perfect than this.

He reached a hand up to clasp one of hers and lifted it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles. She stirred, moaning softly and he turned to face her. His eyes opened slowly and he reached out to stroke her cheek.

Her eyes fluttered open and he felt her body tense when she met his gaze. He smiled gently at her, though his heart was beating wildly and he grew more and more anxious. She didn't return his smile, just watched him for a moment while the memories came back to her.

"Hi," she whispered, her expression completely unreadable.

"Hi," he replied, the smile falling from his face. He said nothing more, waiting for her to give him some kind of insight into what she was feeling.

After a few moments of silence, she reached her hand up to his cheek and pulled him closer. Her lips crashed into his and he froze, completely taken off guard, before returning the kiss with equal fervor. Her mouth opened to his and she pulled him on top of her. He held his weight above her with shaking arms and she reached down to where he was already hard, gripping him in her soft hands. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and he twisted his fingers in her hair, groaning.

"Alex," she whispered when he pulled away to kiss her neck.

"Are you sure you want to do this right now?" he sighed against her throat and she nodded, clutching his neck fiercely.

"Yes," she breathed.

He pulled back, looking into her eyes before pushing into her without another word.

"Ahh," she sighed, her head dropping back against the pillow.

When she met his gaze again, she giggled. "Good morning," she sighed, her smile warm and her expression taking his breath away.

"Good morning, baby," he said and his eyes were so soft and loving that she felt the fear rising in her throat. She pushed it away and just focused on the way he felt inside her.

He began thrusting slowly, maintaining eye contact. "And how did you sleep?" he groaned.

"Mmm, very well. You?" She tried to keep her voice as casual as possible, an innocence in her eyes that made him reckless with wanting her.

"I've never slept better," he whispered against her lips and she gasped when his stroke hit her in the right spot.

He grinned wickedly and picked up the pace, reaching down to flick his thumb against her clit.

"Al-Alex.." she cried, her tone desperate.

"What is it?" he asked, but didn't slow his movements.

"Oh, it feels too good," she moaned.

He laughed breathlessly as he continued. "Good, baby. Just let yourself feel it."

Her moans grew louder and more frantic as she felt herself building and suddenly her hand shot out to grasp his arm. "Stop! Stop, please!" she screamed.

He froze, his hand coming back up to support himself above her.

"What? What, is it? What did I do?" he asked, frantically as her hands flew up to cover her face and she let out a gut-wrenching sob.