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Lila wasn't surprised when they pulled up in front of the rooming house. Of course he knows where I'm staying. He planned this whole fucking thing.
Although she felt the ember of her anger still glowing inside her, it had been nearly overwhelmed by other feelings, feelings she was almost afraid to examine. Why the big unburdening? She hadn't told anyone about what happened in high school, then she suddenly blurts it out on the steps of the Grange to the man capable of hurting her more than her lover of a decade ago ever could.
She'd held onto her pain for so long, burying it under layer after layer until she thought it too deep to be dug up. And Alex Drake had gotten it out of her less than a half hour after seeing her again. Too confused, verging on emotional numbness, she allowed Alex to lead her into the house, shivering when he closed the door behind them.
The place was empty, a few lights on here and there being the only hint of its usual inhabitation. Everyone in town was at the Grange Hall. Everyone but her. And Alex Drake.
She was still reeling from what she'd revealed about herself but staring up into his understanding gray eyes had unleashed something inside of her. And as he pulled her toward him now, into the circle of his strong arms, she realized she didn't want to let go of this feeling. Being free of the shame that had imprisoned her for so long. Being able to be herself, entirely herself, if only with one other person in the world.
And what a spectacular person to share herself with. He was so handsome, so strong, it made her knees feel weak. But within his sexy exterior seemed to beat a kind heart, a caring soul. The combination made Alex Drake suddenly irresistible.
"Kiss me," she whispered, sliding her hands around his neck and pulling his head down toward hers.
"Gladly, cupcake," he replied, his lips brushing hers.
The kiss was so tender, so full of emotion that it was devastating. Lila couldn't take the intimacy of this kiss, the meaning behind it. She opened her mouth under his, snaking her tongue out to lick inside his mouth, to change the kiss from this gentle heartbreak to one of lustful heat. One she could understand and embrace.
Alex groaned into her mouth and deepened the kiss, a hand coming up to grip her pony tail, using it to pull her head back, to make her more vulnerable to his onslaught. It was as if something ignited inside her and suddenly she couldn't be close enough to him.
Lila's hands wandered down his body until they reached his belt, and she immediately began unbuckling it. She tugged down his zipper and then reached inside, not stopping until she could feel his hardness with her own fingers.
"Goddamn," he muttered against her lips. He put a hand over hers and pressed it against him. "Feel how fucking hard you make me. It's never been like this before."
"Less talk," Lila said, nibbling his lower lip. "More action."
His devilish grin appeared. "Oh cupcake, them's fightin' words."
Alex moved her toward the stairs, his hands on her back, propelling her forward. But when she reached the steps, she realized she didn't want to wait until they got upstairs to her room to have him inside her.
Lila stopped, turning around and leaning back against the steps, putting her arms out to him. "I can't wait," she said, drawing him between her legs, pulling his head down and whirling her tongue around his ear.
"You're driving me crazy," he groaned, licking at her neck before tugging her shirt over her head. Then he was pushing down the cups of her bra to free her breasts. Alex fastened his hot mouth over a nipple and Lila cried out, feeling a rush of moisture between her legs.
But it wasn't enough. She needed more. She needed him inside her. Lila unzipped her jeans and lifted her hips to slide them down her legs. Alex repositioned himself to allow her to, and helped her remove her panties. Then he was on his knees between her legs, his hand moving down to touch her, to set fire to her body.
He ran his fingers across her smooth outer lips and then was pushing inside, two fingers easily entering.
"I love the way you feel," he said, punctuating his words with a light nip on her shoulder.
"Please," Lila begged. His fingers felt fantastic, but she needed more.
"Please what?" he asked, his voice hoarse, but a playful grin on his face.
"I need you." Normally she would have been mortified to hear the pleading tone in her voice, but now all she felt was desire. She put a hand on his throbbing hardness and pulled him toward her.
"Me too, cupcake," he crooned, then entered her.
She was like a woman dying of thirst in the desert given her first taste of water. Their coupling made her realize exactly what she'd been missing during a life spent alone, denying her own needs out of fear. Now the only thing she feared was that he would stop this delicious torture.
Then it did stop for a moment and Lila cried out in distress.
"Shhh..." Alex murmured, putting his hands on her cheeks and kissing her. "I just want to change positions. I can't get deep enough inside you this way."
The fact that they were on the stairs of an empty rooming house barely entered her thoughts. His hands on her hips guided her as she allowed Alex to turn her around so that she was on her knees, bent over, elbows on a higher step, with him behind her.
"My God you have a sexy ass," he said, his hands sliding over the cheeks to squeeze them.
Lila moaned, even as she wondered about his view. She knew she wasn't the same size and shape as the women he was used to. Women like Alana Morgan.
Don't think about that now! she ordered herself, and was finally able to refocus when she felt the head of his cock at her entrance once again. He slowly slid forward until he was entirely embedded inside of her.
Holy fuck, that's deep. Lila had never had sex in this position. Hell, she'd only done it twice before, and both times were in the more traditional position, even if once was on a kitchen table. She couldn't believe how different this was, how full she felt.
Then Alex began to move, began to piston inside her, hitting a spot that made her body twitch. The sensation was nearly overwhelming, and she felt her climax approaching at rapid speed.
"You’re like the softest vice, squeezing all around me." His breathing was erratic, his voice low. His words ramped up her arousal to fevered heights. "I can't get enough of you." His thrusts increased in speed and power.
Her hips gripped tightly in his hands, Alex plunged into her, each time pulling almost entirely out before thrusting back in, seemingly farther than before, nudging that spot inside her that made her feel as if an explosion was eminent. Her breath came out in pants, interspersed with whimpers that became almost constant. She experienced the familiar feeling, waves of pleasure that shook her to her core.
It was coming, another monstrous climax, but this time she didn't fight it, didn't want to. Although she was a bundle of nerves about sharing the most intimate details of herself with another person, just this once she wanted it not to matter. She wanted to let go, to seize this powerful climax, damn the consequences.
His hoarse voice set off fireworks inside her. "Lila, I can't take much more and I want you with me."
Way ahead of you, she thought, before the ability to think coherently disintegrated under his increasingly vigorous onslaught. She arched her back, her head coming up to let out a long moan. One more fierce thrust and she came apart, her climax rushing over her like a rocket bursting into the heavens.
"Fuck!" she heard Alex gasp, and then felt his incredible hardness spasming inside of her. He collapsed against her, and a few moments later she was at last aware of the hard stairs against her knees and elbows.
Alex didn't seem inclined to move until she started shifting below him. He rose up, tucking himself back into his dampened pants before taking her hand as she climbed down the few steps between himself and the floor. Although she shouldn't have needed his assistance, she was grateful when she noticed how shaky her muscles felt.
He bent in to kiss her, his gray eyes bright like the fog that covered the ground during the Tennessee evenings. His lips brushed against hers, gently, and when he made to increase the intensity of the kiss, licking against her mouth to convince her to open it and allow his tongue entry, she pulled away instead.
"You should go," she said quietly.