Let Me Love You

Chapter 7

Norma woke to a soft gray light streaming through the window. She felt as though she were still dreaming as she tried to recall the events of the previous evening. Had she really told Alex everything last night? Did he really stay? And even more surprising, did he really make love to her after everything she said?

Her eyes fluttered open and she turned her head to the side, suddenly afraid it really was all a dream. A surge of relief coursed through her as she saw him sleeping soundly beside her.

She couldn't help the face-splitting grin that stretched across her face as she reached out to stroke his cheek. He stirred slightly but after a few moments, his breathing grew heavy again.

She stretched up to kiss his cheek, earning her a faint groan; the sound sending waves of desire through her body. Lifting the sheet, she threw her leg over his hips and straddled him. "Alex," she said in a sing-song voice, her lips ghosting over his.

His arms immediately wrapped around her waist and he inhaled deeply, a smile appearing on his face. "Good morning, Norma," he whispered, his eyes still closed.

She giggled, bending down to kiss his lips and he melted into her touch, moaning softly and squeezing her tighter against him.

When she pulled away, his eyes drifted open and he gazed up at her sleepily. "Good morning," she replied, smiling sweetly at him.

"Can we stay here forever?" he asked, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

She laughed. "Well maybe not forever, but we can at least stay here all morning. Natalie's already down in the office so I don't need to go down for a while."

He beamed at her, rolling her onto her back. "Well, in that case..."

Giggling, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. Her knees came up beside his hips and he lowered himself so she could feel him hard against her.

She broke off with a gasp and he smirked at her before bending down to kiss her neck. She reached a hand down to grasp him, and he bit down on her collarbone. "So eager, Mrs. Romero," he moaned against her throat.

"I told you, I can't get enough of you," she sighed.

Just as he tried to push into her, she rolled him over and rubbed herself against him.

His head dropped back against the pillow and he let out a ragged breath. Holding him in her hand, she raised up on her knees and rubbed the tip against her clit. He gasped, clutching her hips hard and stared up at her.

"Fuck," she whispered, her mouth dropping open as her eyes fell shut.

He watched her writhe above him, teasing him and pleasuring herself all at once. It was erotic and beyond perfect and he couldn't get enough. Her eyes opened and she reached behind her, pushing back on his knees. He took the hint, straightening his legs out on the bed and she bent down to pull his earlobe between her teeth.

"I want you in my mouth," she whispered in his ear.

"Jesus," he sighed, grinding himself against her and gripping her hair roughly.

She smiled before kissing a path across his chest. His head fell back onto the pillow and he gathered all of her hair gently in his fists as her lips and tongue travelled south.

When her hand wrapped around his length, she was suddenly overcome with love for him. She placed a gentle kiss against his hipbone and began rubbing him slowly. He let out a throaty groan, his fingers contracting and tangling further into her soft locks.