Free For The Love Of Sir by Laylah Roberts

before she could stand, pulling her onto his lap. “Wait. I’ve fucked this up.”
    “I don’t know what you mean,” she said coldly. “You’ve just told me what you want.”
    “What I want is for us to explore this attraction we have. I want us to enjoy each other’s company. I’m too serious. You make me smile. You’re fun and sexy and while I can’t promise forever, while we’re together I will protect you and put you first. Just think about it. A no-strings relationship, would that really be so bad?”

 
    Chapter Five

 
    Well, it wasn’t a marriage proposal. But then she hadn’t been expecting one. In fact, she’d half-expected to be kicked out of his bed as soon as the fun was over. Oh, he’d do it very politely, of course. But she figured she’d be shown the door.
    She could say no. She could walk out of here and never do this again. Part of her couldn’t help but feel rejected. Was there something written on her forehead that only men could see?
    Do not commit.
    There had to be. Either that or she was falling for the wrong guys. But you couldn’t help who you were attracted to, right? And it seemed like she was attracted to men who were commitment-phobic.
    She didn’t expect a real relationship from Alex, not after one night. But this seemed so unromantic, so cut-and-dried.
    Two months. She’d have him for two months. Surely she could stop herself from getting her feelings hurt. She knew what he wanted. A no-strings affair. Friends with benefits, wasn’t that the term?
    Sounded so cold when she thought of it that way. But what was the alternative? Say no and always be pining after him? She’d always wonder what she was missing out on. This way she could get him out of her system. Fuck ‘em then leave ‘em.
    Maybe that could be her new motto.
    She nearly snorted. Yeah, right. Somehow she didn’t think it would be that easy to say goodbye. So at the end of the two months she’d invest in a whole lot of ice cream. Because she was going to say yes.
    “All right.”
    “What?” He looked at her in surprise.
    “I said okay. I’ll sign a contract.”
    He grinned.
    “But I have a condition,” she added.
    His grin faded and he looked at her suspiciously. “What?”
    “For the time that we’re together, we’re exclusive. No sleeping with anyone else.”
    “Agreed.”
    Well, okay. That was quick.
    Alex took her mouth in a deep kiss. “You won’t regret this, I promise.”
    Somehow she wasn’t so sure.
    He rolled her over onto her back and kissed his way down her neck to her breasts, teasing her nipples with his tongue.
    “I’m going to take very good care of you, Tara,” he murmured before circling her clit with his tongue.
    Tara sighed, moving her legs further apart as he thrust two fingers deep inside her, his lips and tongue expertly playing with her clit.
    Reaching over into a bedside drawer, he pulled out a condom. Ripping open the packet, he pulled it onto his firm cock.
    Then he slowly licked her slit from bottom to top.
    Over and over again.
    His tongue raked her clit, stirring her insides, pushing her higher and higher.
    Just as she started to orgasm he rose, and placing her legs over his shoulders, drove himself deep inside her.
    Tara arched up with a cry at the feel of him filling her. Immediately, she clenched around him as he paused, breathing deeply.
    “You’re so hot and tight,” he said through clenched teeth.
    She panted, trying to catch her breath as she thrust her hips up against him.
    “Feels. So. Good.”
    He nodded before drawing back then thrusting forward. The angle meant that he rubbed directly against that spot inside her. It wasn’t long until she felt her orgasm building again.
    “Alex. Alex, please.”
    “Come again, baby. Come with me. Now!” The last word was said on a roar as he came. Two more thrusts of his cock and she joined him, spiralling over into bliss.

 
    ***

 
    Tara woke groggy and disorientated. She’d slept deeply, more