His Jersey Girl

Chapter 15

Alyssa

My skin felt like it was on fire as Gabriel pulled off my clothes and laid me out on the bed. We’d both been edging ourselves for weeks and there was no doubt in my mind that when we came together it was going to be intense. I scooted up the mattress wanting to watch him as he undressed.

“Spread your legs for me. I want to see what’s mine.”

His husky tone shot straight to my clit and I couldn’t help but obey.

“Perfect, now I want you to hold still for me.”

I watched as with a single grip behind his head he pulled off his shirt, exposing the wonderfully sculpted muscles of his chest. This wasn’t a slow tease. We’d waited too long for that. His pants were off seconds later and I took in the sight of him. Greek sculptors would fight to the death to carve his perfection into stone.

He stepped closer, and I felt myself trembling, not from the cold, but from the heat that emanated from his body. With a hungry gaze, he devoured my naked form. My skin prickled with anticipation. His hands reached out to cup my face, his thumbs tracing the outline of my lips, sending electricity coursing through my veins. I couldn”t help the moan I let out.

The rough texture of his fingers against my skin set every nerve alight. My body arched as he traced across my chest, my nipples hardened in anticipation of his touch. He teased me, running his fingers along my skin, tracing the curves of my breasts and stomach, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. My breath was ragged gasps as he circled my nipples, refusing to touch them fully, driving me mad with desire.

“You’ve been a naughty girl, Alyssa. Teasing your Daddy. Making him wait.”

I groaned as my core clenched at his dirty words and the fantasy they were creating. “I’m sorry, Daddy.”

“I’m not sure you are. I think I’m going to have to edge you for a while. See if you like having to wait to come.”

“No, Daddy.” My words were a plea for more, but he simply chuckled darkly and moved his fingers lower tracing around the top of my mound.

I lay before him, my body trembling with anticipation afraid to move lest he stop. His hands roamed over my flesh, leaving goosebumps in their path. My arousal built like a painful ache, my whole body trembling with the need for release.

Lightning shot through me as he pinched my nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through my body.

“Daddy!” I cried out in shock, but the sensation was quickly replaced by an overwhelming pleasure that threatened to consume me. He started a series of quick pinches randomly alternating between my nipples so quickly my mind couldn’t settle into any sort of rhythm. The more he teased and tormented my sensitive flesh, the closer I edged to the precipice of ecstasy until I thought he might make me come by playing with my nipples alone.

“It seems like my girl likes that.”

Just when I thought I would tip over the edge, he stopped and went back to the light brushes.

“Please, Daddy.”

“What does my little girl want?”

“Touch me.”

His chuckle made me clench the sheets in frustration. “I am touching you.”

He knew darn well what I wanted, but I knew he wouldn’t give it to me unless I used my words. If he thought making me say dirty things was going to trip me up, he’d forgotten who he was dealing with. I was a romance writer, dang it, and I wrote steamy scenes that would fog up every piece of glass in this hotel room. I might not use dirty words usually, but I knew them all.

I looked up at him and gave him my most innocent eyes. “Please, Daddy. I need you to play with my clit until I come all over your fingers. Then I want you to fuck me so hard I scream until my throat is raw. Then, if you haven’t come, I want you to take me slow and show me how much you love me.”

His look of shock quickly turned into a heat that should have burned the covers around me. “Oh little girl, you are in so much trouble. You never told me what a wonderfully filthy mouth you have.”

His hand came down in a spank that landed directly on my pussy and I moaned. His teeth closed on my nipple as his fingers found my clit and I screamed out my pleasure. The feelings were so intense that it felt like an electric jolt racing through my body. The orgasm he ripped out of me came on so quickly it was edged with pain, and I loved every second.

Before the orgasm finished and without warning, he lifted me and flipped me onto my knees. My hands dug into the comforter trying to gain balance, but he pushed my chest down until my face was pressed against the mattress. Moaning softly, I arched my back, presenting myself to him. I wanted him with a feral need that I couldn’t contain. His rough hands gripped my hips, guiding himself inside me with a force that took my breath away.

I was full in a way that I’d never felt before as I screamed out my pleasure. He held himself still inside me but began to rain blows down on my ass that ratcheted up my need. I clenched around him with every blow.

“I love how your ass looks with my handprints covering every inch of your white skin.”

My only answer was a groan as with a raw, unbridled passion he began to move, driving into me with fierce thrusts. His hips slapped against my sensitive backside, each impact sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. His fingers dug into my flesh, leaving bruises that I would cherish as a reminder of our first time together. The mixture of pain and pleasure was intoxicating, driving me higher and higher. His length pounded against that spot deep inside me that brought me to the edge of oblivion.

The sounds we made were obscene but within the frenetic rhythm was something almost transcendent. It was as if he was trying to thrust so deep inside me our bodies would become one. I tried to hold back but it was impossible. My body shook and my voice cracked as I screamed out his name. I lost all control of my muscles as the most intense orgasm I’d ever had blinded me with pleasure.

I don’t know how much time I lost but when I came back to my senses I was on my back, Gabriel slowly moving inside me as he eased me back to reality. His large body covered mine in a way that made me feel like he was sheltering me.

With a gentle touch he brushed my hair away from my face and cupped my cheek. “There you are, pretty girl. Let me see those beautiful green eyes.”

My core clenched around his cock and I moaned with pleasure. There was no way I should want more but my pussy was already aching to come again. He slid in and out of me in a soft rhythm that seemed to mirror our heartbeats.

I looked into his eyes and my breath caught at the gentle emotion that reflected back at me. My heart swelled and as we gazed at each other I could have sworn our souls blended and merged. He was everything I had ever dreamed about and nothing I could have ever imagined.

“I love you, Gabriel.” The words came out of my mouth like a benediction, laying myself bare to him.

His kiss was soft and sweet, but so passionate that my breath caught in my chest.

“I love you too, Alyssa.”

I couldn’t tell you how long we moved together because time lost all meaning. I kissed and tasted every inch of his skin that I could reach as he did the same to me. Our fingers intertwined as we rocked together our bodies finding the perfect sensual rhythm.

All too soon, my core pulsed and my skin flushed as a final orgasm washed over me and pulled him over the edge with me. The only sound in the room as he rolled us over and pulled me onto his chest was the beat of our hearts.

As I drifted off to sleep Gabriel whispered a single word that resonated with me right down to my bones.

“Mine.”