She hummed softly against his lips. He wanted to draw more of those sounds from her. His tongue stabbed deep into her mouth as his fingers tugged at her nipple. His body shook with arousal as her fingers stroked over his cock. The touch pushed his lust even higher. He didn’t know if he’d have the patience to get her out of her clothes if she kept doing that.
“Take of your clothes, Chelsea. I want to see your pretty breasts.” He reluctantly pulled her hand away from his cock. He’d come in her hand if he waited much longer.
She pulled the top over her head. His mouth watered at the sight of her reddened nipples. When she unbuttoned her shorts, his eyes followed her movements. The black fabric parted revealing hot pink panties. She stood and pushed both down her legs. In moments, she stood there naked.
He rose to his feet and eased her onto the couch, urging her to lie down on the cushions. She relaxed back on the sofa. With rushed movements, he stripped out of his clothes. He didn’t want anything between them when he took her. His eyes feasted on her curvy, fit body. He widened her thighs and knelt between them.
“I’m going to taste you first, Chelsea. I want you ready and wet.” He ran his hands over her thighs.
“I’m already wet.” She drew her hand over her stomach and up to her breast.
Fuck. She was going to kill him with remarks like those. He took a deep breath, but it didn’t help ease the ache in his cock.
“Since you’re not squirming and moaning, you’re not ready.” Alex leaned down and swiped his tongue over her thigh. He wasn’t going to be satisfied until she was wild with desire.
She opened her mouth. Maybe she was going to say something. He didn’t know. When his tongue swiped over the lips of her pussy, she moaned. The sound enflamed him and pushed him to draw more from her.
His fingers brushed over the slick lips before parted her folds. He stared at the slick pink flesh in front of him. Gorgeous. His tongue swiped over her clit. She shivered. He loved how she tasted, so sweet and vibrant. He licked his way downward, until he could thrust his tongue into her. He lapped at her juices, relishing the way her inner muscles clenched at his tongue.
“I love the way you taste.” He moved back up so that he could tease that hard clit.
He lapped harder. Her hips rocked up into his touch. He savored her cries and the slick moisture that eased from her pussy. Her hands clenched in his hair, pulling him closer. He glanced up her body.
Her breasts rose and fell with her rapid, panting breaths. A flush turned her skin a rosy pink. Her eyes were closed as she pressed back against the cushion lifting into his touch.
He loved the way her body responded so eagerly for him. She was so damn perfect for him. He had to have her now.
He gently untangled her fingers from his hair. He rose and eased up her body. As he moved, he dropped kisses on her stomach, then the reddened peaks of her breasts. He slipped on hand under her ass, lifting her as his cock nudged against her mound. Her legs wrapped around his waist.
“You’re my woman.” He brushed his lips across hers.
“Yes, and you’re my man.” The words were mumbled against his lips a moment before her hand cupped the back of his hand and pulled him close for a kiss. Her other arm slipped around him, the palm flattening on his back.
The easy agreement cut through his last shred of control. His cock pushed against her folds. Her slick juices coated his cock. The erotic glide made them both moan. The head of his shaft prodded her entrance and then slipped into the tight grip of her sheath.
He gritted his teeth against the urge to drive into her hard and fast. Her hand tightened in his hair drawing a little of his attention away from the ripple of her inner muscles.
“Alex, fuck me hard.” Her teeth nipped at his lip.
He rocked back. His hips lunged forward. Heated claws dug deep into him as the urge to come ripped through him. He resisted. Her pleasure first.
He ground against her, hoping that the added pressure would send her over the edge. Her hips rolled upward to meet each thrust. Her sheath gripped him as he pulled back. He pressed kisses over her cheek and down her neck.
Her nails sank into his back as she arched up into him. Sweat slicked their skin. He drove harder against her. She gasped. Her hips bucked, canting so that he sank just a slight bit deeper into her.
“Alex!” She moaned his name.
Her pussy clenched around his cock. The spasmodic pulls drove him thrust deeper. He surged into her. He lost all control. He lifted her hips for each plunge. Fire slammed up his spine, bursting through his body as he came. The pleasure raged and seared, leaving him shaking and weak from the raw sensation.
His weight came down on her. She held him tight. Her hands stroked over his shoulders and back. He drew in panting breaths as he raised his head.
She stared at him. Satisfaction glowed in her eyes. He dropped a kiss onto her lips. His muscles felt weak and shaky, but he tried to will the strength back into them. He wanted to move this somewhere more comfortable than the couch.
He stood, testing his legs for steadiness before he reached down and scooped her into his arms. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders. Her head nestled against his chest. He glanced down and saw the smile curving her lips. He wanted to see that sated smile every day of their lives.
He carried her into their bedroom. As he held her in his arms, he pulled the blanket back. He lowered her onto the bed and slipped into bed beside her. Everything else could wait. He was where he needed to be.
She turned onto her side. Her fingers trailed over his chest. He drew in a breath and cupped her cheek. He wasn’t willing to let her do all the touching.
“We should talk.” He took a deep breath. As much as he’d like to savor the closeness, he wasn’t going to delay their discussion any longer. Their relationship was too important.
“About your plan?” She glanced up at him. “What is it? What did you want to discuss.”
He clasped her hand in his and held it. His stomach tightened. He’d faced tainted and worse, but this made his mouth dry as a desert sand dune. “Well, I… You’ve mentioned that it was safe for you to go back to your house. I don’t want that to happen.”
She licked her lips. Her chest rose as she took a slow breath. “I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t know if you wanted me to go. You may have said that we were headed toward living together. I thought you might have changed your mind after spending time with me.”
“Not a chance, baby.” Alex released her hand, but tugged her closer. “I want everything. What do you want?”
“I want to live with you or you to live with me, whichever house we decide is best for us. A family, children if we’re given that blessing.” She put her palm against his and threaded her fingers through his. “Our lives are entwined now.”
He tightened his fingers, reinforcing the connection of their hands. “They’ll stay that way, baby. We’ll be so tangled together that nothing can pull us apart.”
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Rebecca Airies writes paranormal, fantasy and sci-fi/futuristic romance. She loves reading, writing, crafting, a good cup of tea, chocolate and snuggly kitties. She's been writing stories since she was in her teens, at first trying to get over that elusive hump and finish a story. She loves creating new worlds, especially anything paranormal and fantasy related. You can usually find her working on multiple WIP at a time and she likes nothing more than losing herself in those worlds and characters.
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