Chapter 12 #2
Then he patted the bed next to his head. “Up here, honey. Straddle my face while you suck my dick so I can eat your delicious pussy again.”
How the hell was she supposed to say no to that? Diana did as he told her, moaning when he buried his face between her legs and sucked her clit. Her juices dripped down the insides of her legs and her body shook with the effort not to come as she took his cock in her mouth.
She rolled his balls in one hand and tried to take him deeper, but that wasn’t going to happen. Instead, she teased the rim of his cock with her tongue and sucked on every upstroke.
His control was far better than hers, though. She soon forgot what she was supposed to be doing, her body winding tighter beneath his tongue and fingers. When he slipped the tip of a finger into her back entrance, she flew apart with a sharp cry, trembling like an earthquake rolled beneath the bed.
Alex licked the juices from her thighs with a chuckle. When he smacked her ass—not hard, just enough for a light sting—the aftershocks of her orgasm intensified for a few seconds before subsiding again.
She tried to get back to what she was doing, but he managed to flip them until she was on her back, and he was free. “Condoms,” he said.
“Nightstand,” she managed.
He found them and rolled one on, then crawled up her body, settling between her legs. “Not what I expected today, but damn, you’re amazing,” he whispered to her, his mouth dropping to hers.
One touch of his lips and she was on fire again. His tongue delved deep, his cock nudging her entrance. She was too wet for him not to slide home easily. He filled her up, stretching her, and it was delicious.
They moved together like they’d always done so. It was slow and easy at first, but it changed, became intensely, hotly, frenzied. She thought, if they kept on like this, it would wreck her. Not physically, though she was going to feel it tomorrow, but something deeper that she wasn’t prepared for.
Diana Standish Corbin Adler did not need anyone. And she wasn’t about to start now, even if she’d never felt this crazy hot for a man in her life.
Alex dominated her body. It was like he knew what she wanted, what would light her up and make her writhe and pant and demand. She didn’t think she would come again. She never came while being fucked. It was always before or after, with direct stimulation.
Until she did. Until the pressure wound tight and then exploded in a shower of sparks that left her breathless and filled with wonder.
“So fucking beautiful,” he growled, stilling in that moment before his cock jerked deep inside her.
When he was done, he slipped from the bed and went to take care of the condom while she pushed upright and tried to decide if she was ready to move or if she needed to lie in bed and recover.
Alex returned from the bathroom, and she let her gaze drop over him, enjoying the view.
He was a tall man, muscled, with the kind of definition that would make most men cry.
His abs were a thing of beauty. The V from his shoulders to his waist could make a woman stupid. The happy trail of dark hair from his belly to his groin was guaranteed to do it.
His dick was still hard, still jutting proudly from his body, though maybe not with as much enthusiasm as before. Such a beautiful sight.
She could stay in bed with him, cuddling close and exploring his magnificent body, but she sensed that asking him to crawl between the sheets and hold her was too much like clinging, so she didn’t do it. Instead, she swung her legs from the bed and stood, stretching.
“That was lovely. Thanks so much,” she said, sashaying over to him and caressing his cock. It leapt at her touch. “If you want to do it again sometime, I’d probably be willing.”
“Probably?” he rasped, his voice all deep and growly.
Delicious.
She shrugged. “I guess it depends on how much I dislike you that day.”
He snorted and shook his head. “You’re not like anyone else, you know that?”
“Aw, thanks. I guess you mean that I’m not suddenly a puddle of mush begging for this magic cock, hmm?”
He caught her wrist and stopped her from stroking him. “Magic, huh?”
“That’s what you took from what I said? Just the magic part?”
He grinned. “A man likes to hear his cock is magic. What can I say?” He lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed the inside of her wrist. “I had a good time, Diana. More than good. Doesn’t mean I like you interfering with my mission any less though. You need to stay out of it.”
“I already told you I’m still going, whether you let me go with you or not. Your choice, big boy. I can be your hot girlfriend who craves your magic cock, or I’ll cozy up to Gannon and pretend to crave his.”
Shock painted his face. And anger. The rumble in his throat thrilled her. “You’d fuck him just to get into the militia?”
“Probably not,” she said truthfully. “But if I had to, if it was the only way in, I think I would. Are you telling me you wouldn’t fuck a woman to do the same? And if you dare to tell me it’s not the same thing, I’m going to clock you.”
He bared his teeth. “Only if I had to.”
“That’s what I thought. So, what’s it gonna be, Magic Man? Am I your girlfriend or not?”
Her heart thumped as she watched the emotions play across his face. He glared at her, his teeth grinding, his jaw taut. “You fucking infuriate me.”
“The feeling is mutual. Except for the last hour. That was a much more pleasant feeling.”
His gaze dropped over her naked body, back up again. “Agreed.”
“Time’s wasting, lady killer. Are we working together or not?”
He closed his eyes, swore six ways to Sunday before opening them again. “On one condition.”
“Being?”
“You do what the fuck I tell you when we’re there.
No questions, no arguing, no disagreements.
You want to take it out of me later, when we’re alone, you can.
But I tell you to do something, stay out of something, go the fuck away while I do my job, you do it.
If you don’t, I’ll find a way to freeze you out and make sure you can’t come back. You understand me?”
Her pulse zipped. “Oooh, so bossy. Okay, fine, you’ve got a deal.
But you’re going to share everything you learn with me.
You aren’t keeping information to yourself, and you aren’t making decisions without me—unless they have to be made on the fly while we’re undercover, and we can’t talk about it.
You’re also including me in your team meetings about this subject—”
“No can do, honey. Not the team meetings.”
“Why not?”
His eyes glittered like jewels in the sun. “Because they don’t know what I’m doing.”
Her jaw dropped. “You mean you’re operating alone?”
“Aren’t you?”
She frowned. “Well, yes. But I don’t have a choice.” She also didn’t have the kind of relationships he did. “I thought that’s what your people were here for.”
He huffed a breath. “They’re in love, getting married, making lives here. Not involving them in something that could blow up everything they’re building. Not unless I have to.”