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My head hangs back, my body rocking back and forth from the motion of his thrusts. His fingers are relentless and I squeeze my eyes closed as the climax creeps up on me.

“That’s it. That’s my girl,” he says, walking me through the wave of pleasure as it crescendos over me.

I let out a screaming cry as the orgasm locks my body in a vise grip. When I open my eyes, I find him watching me with awe. Removing his hand from my clit, he wraps them both around me as his thrusts pick up speed.

“I don’t know how much longer I can… Fuck, Sunny.”

He calls my name as he buries his face into my neck, his fist still clutching my hair as the other engulfs me in a tight embrace. We are glued to each other, lost in a trail of ecstasy when he finally lets out a guttural roar, slamming into me so hard my body seizes again, the warmth exploding between my legs.

My ears are ringing. My chest is heaving. My vision is a little blurry and my skin is tingling. I’ve never felt anything like this in my life.

Turning my head toward him, I smile as I press a kiss to his cheek. My heart is nearly exploding, not just from the sex but from something else. From this feeling.

My thighs squeeze around him as I feel him pulling away. “Not yet,” I beg.

Before he can move, I look down at the connection between us, the blood-streaked condom still buried halfway inside my body.

“How do you feel?” he asks when he sees me looking.

All I have to do is look up at him and my face splits into a smile, moisture filling my eyes even though I don’t think I’ve ever been happier in my life. A tear falls down the side of my face toward the bed. He kisses the trail it leaves, his lips eventually finding mine.

“Alex,” I breathe, my voice coming out like a sob.

“Hm?”

“I want to do it again.” Biting my lip, I run my hands down the length of his body. There is still so much of it I have left to explore. So many things I still want to experience, and he’s the only one in the world I want to experience them with.

He laughs, resting his head on my chest. “Give me a minute, rain cloud. I’m not as young as I once was.”

After he gets up to clean himself up and throw away the condom, I curl up under the covers on his side and reach down to feel myself. There is a new sensitivity down there, and the idea of being sore tomorrow excites me.

As he walks back to bed, I find myself staring. His body is so perfect, sculpted and weathered, but still so ruggedly gorgeous, and I’m pinching myself. I just spent my first fucking time with Alexander Caldwell.

And I’m pretty sure I’m head over heels in love with him.

CHAPTER 23

ALEXANDER

Standing in the bathroom, I try not to look in the mirror. I swore to myself three months ago that I wouldn't do what I just did. Funny thing is that I don’t feel like I let anyone down.

Sunny doesn’t see the same person that I see in my reflection. And I don’t know which version to believe.

As I crawl back into bed with her, I press a kiss to her lips, but she doesn’t let me pull away. She fuses our mouths, sucking my lip between her teeth.

“You’re not too sore?” I ask against her mouth.

“I want to be sore,” she answers, skating her fingers down my chest to my stomach.

“Just take it easy, baby.” I rest on my back, pulling her against my chest. “We have plenty of time.”

Propping herself up on her elbow, I take in the way she looks with her sex hair, tousled and sticking up in different directions. Sunny is beautiful in a way that has nothing to do with her age. Her beauty is timeless. From the inside out, and I can’t stop from kissing her lips again.

“I know that look on your face,” she says, her eyes squinting as she stares at me.

I try to force a smile, but nothing comes. “What look is that?”

“You’re beating yourself up again.”