I fell apart around him, my orgasm firing on all cylinders as Alexander took me from behind. He grasped my hips and forced his way deeper and deeper inside me. I could barely hold myself up on the bathroom counter—my breasts bouncing back and forth as he crashed against me with every thrust.
How could he have so much energy? He just came in my mouth only moments ago.
“I'm going to come, Pearl,” Alexander moaned. His fingernails dug into my sides as he found his release. He called out my name once more before finishing and collapsing on my back. My arms couldn't hold the weight and I fell onto the cold counter.
I wanted to tell him I loved him and that I would never leave his side. But I was too exhausted. That orgasm had taken everything out of me.
We got dressed, watching each other closely. I wanted to trace every muscle of his body so I could commit it to memory. I wanted to undress him again and relive last night and this morning all over again.
“Time to go now, Pearl.”
“Yes, sir,” I replied, doing a fake bow.
Alexander grinned and collected our things. The sun burned brightly as we exited the motel; Alexander's car was right where we left it. I remembered my first ride with the top down and the vibrations beneath my thighs—how it turned me on so much. But nothing turned me on more than Alexander touching my naked flesh.
I sat in the passenger seat and placed my hand on Alexander's thigh as he turned the key in the ignition. We weren't strangers anymore. Alexander was my boyfriend now.
I wanted to say it out loud just to make this was all real.
My heart jumped with glee. I was no longer a freak—no longer a virgin.
We drove off and I enjoyed the nice breeze and the feel of Alexander's hand in mine. I wanted to ride around town all day with him. But we stopped outside of my apartment complex.
“So this is where you live?” he asked.
“Yep, until school is over at least.”
“Any roommates?”
“I did but she moved back to the states at the end of last semester.”
“Why don't you invite me inside?” Alexander grinned.
The thought of Alexander taking me on every surface of my apartment was a tantalizing image but I shook my head. “I would but I know what would happen if we were alone again. I just have to work on my history paper for a little bit.” The words felt so idiotic the moment they came out of my mouth. I wanted him so badly.
“You sure you're not going to run away?”
“I can't, my car is still at the pub.”
Alexander smiled. “How about I have it delivered.”
“That would be perfect.”
Alexander leaned outside the car window and planted a kiss on me cheek. He put his sunglasses back on and started his Aston Martin. The thunderous roar of the engine vibrated in my chest. I waved and exhaled as he drove away.
I went into my apartment and everything looked foreign. I had only been away for a day but it felt like an eternity. I went to the kitchen and opened the fridge for something to eat—completely empty. I fixed myself a cup of tea instead and opened up my laptop to a blank Word document. I wanted to get down as much information as I could before I forgot. My notes from yesterday were pretty much useless.
Flashes of last night distracted me from my work. How could I get any work done when Alexander was the only thing on my mind? But now I had the perfect subject. I typed the title at the top of the page:
Prince Alexander