Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
“Are you with me, baby?” Dante ran his hand up my back and slid it into my hair, massaging my head.
“Mmm.” I couldn’t manage to say anymore. I felt detached from reality. Nothing mattered but how relaxed I was, truly satiated for the first time in my life.
Dante pulled out slowly, and I groaned. Damn, I was going to be sore.
“So gorgeous. Fucking beautiful.” He pulled my cheeks apart, and I looked over my shoulder to see him staring at my ass. “I love the sight of my cum dripping out of you. I love seeing you all used and open and filthy.”
“Why does that sound so hot?” I asked.
“Because you’re just as kinky and slutty as I am.”
I looked back at him and smiled. “Yes, Professor.”
He slapped my ass, and I gasped. “I’m going to get you some water and a washcloth to clean you up.”
I hadn’t expected that. I thought he’d send me home as soon as we were done. “Thank you.”
“I know how to take care of a man.”
I was almost asleep when he got back, but I managed to roll over. I took sips of water as he pushed my legs up onto my chest and used a warm washcloth to clean me up. Heat rushed into my cheeks. I knew it was crazy; he’d just fucked the hell out of me, but somehow, I felt way too exposed now with my legs wide open and his cum all over me.
But I did as he said. I let him take care of me.
When he was done, he tossed the washcloth into a laundry basket in his bathroom and came back to me. I was trying to summon the energy to get out of bed when he climbed back in.
“Turn over. We both need a nap after that.”
I was so stunned I could barely move, but I managed to do as he said, and he spooned his big body around me. I never imagined he would cuddle me, but I wasn’t going to fight it. I sank back against him, and in no time, I was sound asleep.
17
DANTE
Movement beside me had me suddenly wide-awake. I lay frozen, assessing the situation, and then I remembered: Alexander. He was here in my bed.
I had fucked him, and it had been incredible.
I watched through barely open eyes as he rose from the bed and waited, thinking he might be going to the bathroom and then coming back. When I saw him starting to put on his clothes, I tensed.
He dressed and moved toward the doorway. Oh, hell no. He wasn’t slinking out of here. We had things to talk about. Rules. Decisions. And if he was going to fuck a grown man like me, he needed to know how to face me the morning after. “Where the hell are you going?”
Alex jumped and turned to face me. “I… I thought since it was dark now, it would be good for me to go ahead and leave because no one would see me, and you wouldn’t have to worry.”
“This isn’t some back-alley hookup you run away from.”
“No, I mean, it’s not, but I didn’t think… I didn’t think you’d want me to be here now.”
“You’re not going anywhere until you’ve had dinner.” I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat up. “Let me worry about how to keep things discreet. Your job is to do what I say, and I didn’t tell you to leave.”
“Are we going to keep this up?”
“By ‘this,’ do you mean fucking?”
He bit his lip and looked down. “Yeah.”
“Are you playing shy with me now?”
He fidgeted for a moment before answering. “It’s all a little bit much. Like everything that happened.”
“Get dressed and sit down. We’re going to make some rules.”
“Rules?”
“Yes.” I grabbed my robe from the bathroom, pulled it around me, and tied it before taking a seat in the large chair by the window.
Once he was dressed, Alex settled himself on my lap, and I wrapped my arms around him. I held him like that for a few moments; he needed the comfort. He was freaking out, and what I had to say probably wouldn’t make things any easier.
How far was I going to take this relationship? I hated the idea of him returning to the frat house. I didn’t want him around Randall or any of those other assholes, but I had a mission to take care of. Fuck, what if I didn’t come back? What if this was it?
No. My brothers and I and all the Theriots were damn good at what we did. We were going to win this. I would survive. I would come back, and I would help Alex learn how important it was for him to take care of himself and to focus on the things that mattered.