Fifty Shades of Alice Through the Looking Glass (Second Book of the 50 Shades of Alice Trilogy)

rabbit and tried to come back to reality, which wasn’t easy after so many mind-bending orgasms. She looked at her cats, Creampie still pouncing and Felcher still washing and Snowball still receiving her bath. And lastly, because she was embarrassed, she looked back to Lewis.
    He threw up his hands, palms out, as if instead of a vibrator, she held a six shooter. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry!”
    After all Alice had experienced in Looking Glass Land and all she had learned, an apology from Lewis was the last thing she wanted to hear. “Why should you be sorry?”
    “I… I walked in on you. I didn’t mean to. I just came to return your keys. Your friends said you were going to the party, and I figured you wouldn’t be home.”
    Maybe Alice should have felt a bit put out to be caught by Lewis (of all people) in this compromising position, but she couldn’t manage it. There was something far more important on her mind.
    “Lewis, please forgive me.”
    “Forgive you?” Lewis’s face turned red. “I was the one who barged in while you were naked and thrusting the rabbit into yourself from behind and making your breasts buck and plunge so deliciously, with your hard nipples and luscious mouth and… so… um… I should apologize to you.”
    “That was an accident.” And as Alice stood naked before him, she realized it was an accident that she really didn’t mind at all. “I hurt you on purpose.”
    Lewis frowned. “I don’t understand.”
    “I never should have been so judgmental, so closed-minded. I should have accepted you for who you were.”
    “Really?”
    “I’m so terribly sorry, Lewis.” And Alice started to cry.
    Lewis raced to her side and held her in his arms, and ran a hand gently over her hair. “It’s okay, Alice.”
    “But it’s not,” Alice blubbered. “Because I love you, and yet I didn’t accept you. That’s never okay. That’s wrong.”
    “You love me?”
    “Yes. And I want to say a thousand times that I’m sorry. I know that you’re not gay.”
    “Yeah, I’m really not, Alice. You turn me on more than anything. Watching you just now, I thought I would explode.”
    “You were watching me?” she asked, and a naughty thrill shimmered over her skin. “For how long?”
    “Longer than I should have,” he admitted. “I yelled your name and no one answered, so I came in here to leave your apartment key and…”
    “You liked what you saw?” Alice could feel the wet heat pooling in her lower region and her special place started to pulse.
    “Of course I did, Alice. You’re the hottest woman in the world.” And to prove it, he pressed against her to show the hard evidence of his arousal.
    And that’s when Alice came up with a wonderful idea how she could show Lewis how sorry and how tolerant she was, and she could satisfy the aching, wet, hollowness that only Lewis could fill. “I’ll be right back,” she said, and leaving Lewis standing there, Alice scampered across the room.
    She opened a drawer in her bureau and rifled around inside. Realizing Lewis was watching, she opened her legs and leaned forward, as she had on the other side of the looking glass, letting her breasts sway in front of her, and when she found her prize and scampered back, he was rubbing himself through the denim.
    “Let’s get those pants off you.” Alice inched the zipper down over his bulge. She stripped his jeans off, then followed with his boxers, leaving him gloriously naked and his manhood as hard as a bedpost.
    “And now let’s get these on.” She pulled out a pair of her frilliest, laciest, sparkliest golden panties (which is what she’d retrieved from the drawer) and cinched them around his jutting staff, just as she’d done in the Hall of Denied Orgasms.
    “You’re so pretty now, Lewis.”
    He stared at her as if he didn’t know how to respond, but his erection wasn’t so confused, and although Alice hadn’t thought Lewis could get harder, somehow he managed.
    She touched his shaft, sliding the lace and silk over him. “You’re so sexy, too,” she said.
    “Is this really okay with you, Alice?”
    “Yes, it’s really okay. It’s more than okay. Because I want you to enjoy yourself. I love you just the way you are. And seeing you aroused like this really turns me on.”
    With that she kissed him, long and passionate and hot. She nipped at his lips and delved her tongue into his mouth and held him and loved him and never wanted to let him go.
    Then to prove just