Page 203 of The Perfect Spiral
“You’re not so bad yourself, Carter,” I whisper against his lips. We exchange light, playful kisses, smiling at each other. The air in the room is thick with anticipation.
“I can’t believe you’re here right now,” he murmurs. I bite my lip, studying his eyes, trying to decipher the emotion I see there. What is he thinking? This feels like a dream.
“Do you have a condom? It’s been a while since I’ve had sex, so I don’t have anything—”
“We’re not having sex, Alex—”
“What? Oh, sorry, I thought— I thought that’s what you wanted? Sorry, I’ll just—” I start to get up, embarrassed that I misread the situation. God, why am I such an idiot—
“I’m going to make love to you.”
My eyes widen in surprise at his words. He’s going to make love to me? Holy shit! What? He reaches into his drawer, pulling out a foil-wrapped condom.
He slips his boxers off, and I finally get a glimpse of the tantalizing V-line that leads to his arousal. He’s hard, and I can’t help but stare.
“Wow...” I murmur, making him chuckle. He unwraps the condom, rolling it onto his length. “How the hell is that going to fit in me?” I stammer.
“It will, baby doll. I’ll be gentle. I won’t hurt you,” he promises. He’s on top of me, one hand teasing my breast while the other explores my body.
I let out soft moans, the cool air of the room contrasting with the heat of his touch. His hand slips down to my core, his fingers circling my sensitive nub.
“You’re soaking wet for me, baby doll,” he whispers against my skin, his breath hot against me. His movements become faster, leading me towards the edge of an intense orgasm.
But not yet. He teases me, letting me build up, my moans filling the room.
“Knox... Oh god,” I moan, making him smile against my skin. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and he loves to tease me.
He pulls away, licking his fingers, my taste on them. “You taste so delicious, baby doll. Just like the last time,” he murmurs. He teases my entrance with his arousal, and I whimper, desperate for him.
“This is actually happening. Are you sure about this, baby doll?” he asks, his jaw tense, hoping I won’t change my mind. But I want nothing more than for him to be inside me.
I’m about to make love with my brother’s best friend, the guy I’ve despised for years. Oh, how the tables have turned.
With a nod, I accept his hand, guiding him gently into me.
“Are you okay, Alex? Tell me if I’m hurting you,” he murmurs, a hint of worry etched on his face. I pull him closer, our lips meeting in a kiss that tastes faintly of me.
“I’m okay, Knox,” I assure him, encouraging him to fill me completely. He begins to move, a slow rhythm that hits all the right spots.
His grunts of pleasure fill the room, his hand exploring my body. His touch sends shivers down my spine, a delicious tingle that makes me crave more.
“Fuck, Alex, you’re still so tight! How?” His moan is deep, filled with desire.
“Drew and I didn’t have sex a lot—”
“Fuck! If you were mine, I’d never let you leave the bed.” His words are punctuated by a thrust, the pace gradually increasing. The friction of his skin against mine sends waves of pleasure coursing through me.
Our bodies are slick with sweat, our moans mingling in the air. We kiss again, a battle of tongues as he continues his rhythm.
Pulling back slightly, he whispers, “You’re so beautiful, Alex.” His lips pepper my face with small kisses, his smile infectious. Ican’t help but mirror his joy.
My head falls back as his pace quickens, my legs wrapping around his waist. The sensation is overwhelming, my head spinning, stars dancing in the darkness.
“Fuck, Alex! I’m so close,” he grunts.
“Oh, shit, Knox! Yes, right there! Right there!” I plead, and he obliges, his pace quickening even more. His hands slam onto the headboard above me, gripping it with all his strength.
“Knox! Fuck! Faster! Faster! Yes!” My nails dig into his back, eliciting a hiss and a bite of his lower lip.
