The Hellion and The Heartbreaker (13 page)

Scarlett could tell that Alec was being as delicate with her
as he could, and she appreciated his sudden tenderness.  However, the pain
had dissipated and she was now eager for what was to come.  She didn’t
want him to hold back.  “Make love to me Alec,” she murmured, sliding her
hands up his chest and around his neck, tangling her fingers in the soft waves
of his hair.

Her softly spoken request was all the encouragement he needed. 
Dipping his head, he captured her lips in a smoldering kiss.  He ravaged
the inner softness of her mouth with his tongue as his hips began to move in a
rhythm as old as time.

Scarlett’s body came alive as Alec’s rhythmic movements set
her heart racing.  Hesitantly at first, and then more boldly she arched
her hips to meet his gentle thrusts, and soon they began to move in unison,
their bodies acting as one.  As the pace quickened, she clutched her
fingers at his neck, overcome by the pleasurable sensations suddenly coursing
through her body.  His hand once again caressed her breast, and then when
he lowered his mouth to the sensitive peak she moaned in sheer delight.

The tiny sound sent Alec hurtling to the brink.  He wanted
to take Scarlett with him, but his self-control was slipping.  He couldn’t
wait.  With one final thrust, he pulled himself free of her body just
before spilling his seed.

Moments later, as the sensual haze that engulfed her began to
recede; Scarlett realized what Alec had just done.  If he had spilled his
seed within her body, it could make a child.  She understood that. 
He was being careful, for both of their sakes.

When Alec could breathe again, he rolled onto his side and
propped his head on his hand, giving him a clear view of Scarlett’s face. 
Her eyes were downcast, shaded by her long lashes.  “Scarlett, look at
me,” Alec coaxed.

Shyly, Scarlett did as he said and met his gaze.  His
look was intense and she felt herself blush.  He was so handsome; it
nearly took her breath away.  The intimacy they had just shared rocked her
to her core.  It had been amazing, even more so than she had ever imagined
it would be.

“Are you alright?” he asked as he had before, concern evident
in his voice.  He realized then that he was still wearing his shirt and
breeches.  He felt like a complete ass.

She merely nodded in response, still staggered by all that
had just happened.

“I am so sorry, Scarlett.  If I had known you were a virgin,
I wouldn’t have been so rough.”  He began, truly appalled with
himself.  “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

His words surprised her.  Her shyness suddenly
forgotten, Scarlett looked at Alec questioningly.  “You thought I wasn’t a
virgin?”

At once, he realized his mistake.  “No, I…that is…I’m
sorry, that was stupid.  I wasn’t thinking.”

Scarlett turned her head to the side, mortified. 
Obviously her behavior had led Alec to believe she was little more than a
brazen hussy, offering to him only what she had readily given before.  She
closed her eyes, fighting back the tears that suddenly threatened to spill
forth. 

Alec cursed himself for a fool.  He reached out and
gently grasped her chin, turning her face toward him.  “Scarlett…please
look at me.”  When she finally opened her eyes, her lashes were spiked
with tears.  He felt like he’d been punched in the gut.

“You must think I’m…”

He pressed his thumb lightly against her lips, cutting off
her tortured whisper.  “I think you are beautiful, and intelligent, and
kind, and witty, and charming and absolutely perfect,” he told her with
conviction.  Slowly, he lowered his head, brushing a feather light kiss
across her lips.  “Please forgive me,” he whispered.  Tracing his
thumb across her cheekbone, he was rewarded with a slight, tentative smile.

They gazed silently into each other’s eyes for several long
moments before Scarlett raised her hand and lightly touched Alec’s cheek. 
She brushed her fingers across the slight roughness of his skin, unshaven since
morning, so different from her smooth complexion.

Unable to help himself, Alec dipped his head and took
possession of her lips.  His kiss was gentle at first, and then became
more demanding.  When Scarlett slid her hands up his chest and around his
neck, he plundered her mouth with his tongue.  Scarlett returned the kiss
with an eagerness that surprised him.  Eventually he broke the kiss,
afraid of becoming too aroused.  He hadn’t bedded a virgin since his days
as an immature youth, when he’d been far more focused on his own pleasure than
that of his partner.  Despite the desire that was once again coursing
through his veins, he wasn’t about to cause Scarlett any additional pain. 
He had already made a debacle of her first sexual experience and he wasn’t
about to make it any worse.  Rolling onto his back, he pulled Scarlett
with him, so that her head lay against his chest as he cradled her in his arms.

As Scarlett’s cheek rested on Alec’s muscled chest, she could
hear the gentle beating of his heart and feel the soft pressure of his hand as
he gently rubbed small circles against her back.  She had never felt so
relaxed and content, but despite her lethargy a part of her was acutely aware
of the naked skin beneath her hand.  Hesitantly, she began to trace the
contours of his torso, her fingers moving steadily upward to tangle within the
silky hair that lightly covered his upper chest.  She felt Alec’s body
tense when she began to place tiny kisses upon his warm skin.  Though he
remained still, she could feel his manhood harden against her thigh, giving her
the courage to lightly trail the tip of her tongue along his firm pectoral
muscle.

Alec had remained relatively motionless at Scarlett’s
initial, tentative exploration of his chest, trying valiantly to keep his
desire in check, amazed that he was ready for her again so soon.  However,
the feel of her tongue gliding decadently across his chest was more than he
could bear.  He sucked in a deep breath.  “If you keep doing that,
I’m going to toss you onto your back and ravish you all over again,” he
groaned, fighting to control his traitorous body.

Scarlett hesitated for only the briefest moment, and then
deliberately trailed her tongue up to the curve of his neck.

Alec’s arms tightened around her, his shaft now rock hard and
throbbing against her inner thigh.  “Scarlett, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Lifting her head, she met his hungry gaze with one of her
own.  “You won’t.”

He raised his hand and delved his fingers into her glorious
hair, brushing his thumb against her temple.  “Alright angel, but this
time we are going to do this the right way.”  Pulling her to him he kissed
her until she was breathless, and then gently laid her aside.  “I want to
see you,” he told her, rising from the bed.  Swiftly he walked toward the
drawn drapes and parted them, filling the room with moonlight.

Scarlett reached to pull her dressing gown around her as Alec
turned from the window.

“Don’t.”  His gentle command arrested her in
mid-motion.  “Let me look at you,” he murmured softly, moving toward the
bed.

As he neared, Scarlett’s eyes were drawn to his jutting
manhood, his shaft long and thick.  Her gaze was quickly drawn upward
however, when he slowly began to remove his shirt.  She watched in awe as
the sleeves slid from his arms, leaving his chest completely bare.  She
couldn’t seem to take her eyes from the taught muscles that rippled across his
abdomen.  He reached the side of the bed, and then just as slowly slid his
pants down his muscled thighs and stepped out of them, watching her watch him. 
Placing his knee upon the mattress, he reached toward her.  “Jesus, you’re
so beautiful.”

Scarlett felt as if her body had caught fire as Alec’s hand
brushed against her stomach, then moved up to caress her breast.  He
rubbed his thumb across her nipple and watched for her reaction.  Her body
trembled and she arched against his hand as he lightly teased the sensitive
peak.  With infinite slowness, his gaze traveled from her lush breasts
down to her slender waist and hips, stopping for a moment at the delicate curls
between her thighs, and then moving down the length of her incredibly long
legs.  Her body was unbelievably perfect.

Alec’s intense perusal of her body should have made her
uncomfortable, but instead, it made her feel marvelous.  He obviously
liked what he saw.  She was suddenly grateful for her womanly curves and
lush femininity, thrilled that the sight of her body gave him pleasure.

Leisurely he stretched out beside her on the bed.  He
pushed her dressing gown from her shoulders, sliding her arms free, and then
tossed it aside.  His gaze returned to her face as his fingers splayed
across her flat stomach, then traveled downward, little by little.

Scarlett’s breathing became erratic as Alec’s fingers delved
into her soft curls, and then oh so gently separated her petal soft
folds.  She closed her eyes, her teeth biting gently against her lower lip
as he rubbed his fingers unhurriedly back and forth across her moist cleft, and
then slowly slid one long slender finger into her fevered body.  “Alec,”
she cried softly, as his finger began to move in the now familiar rhythm.

“Touch me, Scarlett,” he whispered against her cheek, moving
his lips to kiss the delicate curve of her throat.

As he continued to toy with her sensitive flesh, Scarlett
opened her eyes, and her hands began a sensual journey of their own.  She
trailed her fingers along his ribcage, and then down to the curve of his
muscled thigh.  She skimmed his taut buttocks and then moved to the
pulsing heat of his erection.  Tentatively, she ran her fingers along the
rigid staff.  Hearing his groan of pleasure, she became bolder, closing
her hand around the solid length of his manhood.  She began to copy his
rhythm, sliding her hand slowly back and forth.

Scarlett’s innocent explorations, along with her tiny moans
of pleasure, were driving Alec crazy.  She was so hot and wet he could
barely stand it, but he didn’t want to rush.  This time, he wanted to
savor every single moment.  As he continued to arouse her with his
fingers, he began to lavish her breasts with his tongue.

Scarlett was on fire, every nerve in her body alive and
humming.  She felt as if she were reaching for something, wanting
something, but didn’t know what.  All she knew was that Alec’s skilled
fingers were driving her mad.  “Alec,” she moaned, her senses spiraling
out of control.

“Soon darling, soon,” Alec told her, sensing she was nearing
the brink.  Withdrawing his fingers, he positioned his body above hers.

She looked deep into his eyes as he covered her body with his
own.  He was so confident and self-assured, so virile and utterly
masculine.  She trusted him completely and parted her thighs without the
slightest hesitation.

When Alec entered her, Scarlett felt no pain, only a thick
rigid heat.  When he began to move, ever so gently, she couldn’t believe
how good it felt.  She dug her fingers into the rippling muscles of his
back, her entire body awash with pleasure.  Gradually he increased his
tempo, and Scarlett’s body responded in kind.  They moved as one for
several long, enjoyable minutes, as he murmured erotic, encouraging words into
her ear, guiding her into the realm of sexual ecstasy.  She whimpered
helplessly as an intense yearning consumed her, building and intensifying
with each passing second.  Once again she felt as if she was reaching for
something, but she wasn’t sure exactly what that something was. 

“Easy, let it happen,” Alec encouraged, his voice whisper
soft against her ear.

With Alec’s soft breath blowing gently against her ear
Scarlett completely let go, and when she did, her body seemed to
explode.   It was a sensation like nothing she had ever experienced
before, like nothing she had even known was possible.  She arched upward,
her fingers clutching Alec’s shoulders, her face buried in the curve of his
neck as she rode the waves of mind-numbing pleasure.

As Scarlett convulsed around him, Alec gave one final thrust,
and then pulled from her a split second before having one of the most intense
orgasms of his life.  He collapsed on top of her then, completely spent.

Scarlett curled her arms around him as her body shuddered one
last time, burying her face in the side of his neck, her senses completely
shattered by the magnitude of what had just happened.  Nothing could have
prepared her for her body’s explosive reaction to Alec’s lovemaking.  As
she gradually drifted back from wherever place it was that she had gone, she
became aware of Alec’s weight as his body lay motionless atop hers.  She
relished it, clinging to him, never wanting to let go.

Over the course of the next few hours, they talked, laughed,
explored each other’s bodies and made love once again.  Scarlett knew
without a doubt that it was a night she would cherish for the rest of her
life.  Near dawn, Alec fetched a damp cloth from the washbowl beside the
bed and gently wiped the traces of their love making from her body.  The
intimacy of the gesture brought a slight blush to Scarlett’s cheeks, but
considering what had transpired between them over the past few hours, she was a
little surprised that anything could make her self-conscious anymore. 
Alec had touched and caressed every inch of her body, murmuring words of praise
and admiration at every dip and curve, making her feel like the most beautiful
woman alive.