Chapter 13 #3
That he now knew her story but still wanted her and still kissed her the same way he always had was a huge relief that had her relaxing in his arms. His lips and hands were everywhere, or so it seemed, and then he was on top of her, their bodies aligned for sensual pleasure.
“I want you right here,” he whispered, his lips soft and his whiskers rough against her neck.
Jenny shivered from desire as much as the need she heard in his voice. “What if someone comes?”
“We’ll both come. That’s the point.”
“Alex! You know what I mean.”
Laughing at her outrage, he pressed his hard cock against her, letting her know how badly he wanted her. “There’s no one around. We won’t get caught.”
“I don’t know…”
“Come on, live dangerously.” As he said the words, his hand traveled up her leg, taking her skirt with it as it went.
While she was still formulating her objections, he had her dress completely off.
“Alex…”
“Shhh, relax. Trust me.” His lips on her neck were almost as persuasive as his gruffly spoken words.
Powerless to resist the desire that thrummed through her like a live wire connected directly to an electrical source, Jenny decided to trust him and forced her rigid muscles to relax.
“That’s it,” he whispered as he kissed his way to the tops of her breasts.
He reached under her to release her bra with one-handed skill that indicated lots of practice.
She’d have to ask him about that sometime.
With her breasts bared to his intense gaze, she couldn’t have found the words just then.
He bent his head and ran his tongue in teasing circles around her straining nipple.
Jenny grabbed his head and tried to direct him where she wanted him, but he wouldn’t be rushed.
By the time he finally sucked the tip into the heat of his mouth, she was prepared to beg.
He made it well worth the wait with a combination of tugging, sucking, biting and swipes of his tongue that had her pressing her sex against his shamelessly.
And then he switched sides and did the whole thing over again.
The sweltering heat made her skin slick with perspiration as he slid down the front of her, forcing her legs apart with his broad shoulders.
“Alex, no. Not that. Not here.”
“Yes that. Yes here.” He pulled her panties down and tossed them aside, using his hands to open her to his questing tongue.
Jenny couldn’t believe this was happening, right out in the open in broad daylight when anyone could come upon them and find his face buried between her legs.
She also couldn’t deny it was the hottest, sexiest thing she’d ever done.
And when he sucked on her clitoris and pushed two fingers slowly and carefully into her, she ceased to think of anything other than the exquisite pleasure that accompanied the slight bite of pain.
She wasn’t entirely recovered from the last time, but he took it easy on her, seeming to sense she was still sore.
“Hurt?” he asked.
“No.”
“Tell me if it does.” He went back for more, his tongue relentless as he took her up, up, up to the straining edge of completion, and then backed off, leaving her hanging and desperate.
“I want to be inside you when you come.” He knelt before her, wiped his face with the back of his hand and pulled open his shorts.
With all her earlier reservations about where this was happening forgotten, Jenny held out her arms to him, welcoming him as he came down on top of her, kissing her with broad sweeps of his tongue, which bore her flavor.
The blunt nudge of his cock between her legs required her full attention until he moved ever so slightly, abrading her nipples with his chest hair.
God, he was nonstop sensory overload—and sex on a stick. Let’s not forget that part. The thought made her giggle at the worst possible moment.
“What the hell is so funny?”
His indignant tone only fueled her laughter.
“Don’t you know how crushing it is to a guy’s ego to have a woman dissolve into laughter when he’s trying to make love to her?”
“There’s nothing wrong with your ego.”
“Tell me what’s so funny?”
“My nickname for you.”
“Do I want to hear this?”
Jenny started laughing again.
He took advantage of her preoccupation to nibble on her neck, which turned her laughter into moans of pleasure. At the same time, he teased her with the slide of his erection over her sex as his fingers tweaked her nipples.
Suddenly, nothing was funny anymore. She arched her back, seeking him. “Alex… Please.”
“Not until I hear my nickname.”
“Sex on a stick.”
He stopped moving to look down at her. “Are you for real?”
She bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing again at the incredulous look on his face. “Um, if the stick fits…”
Alex slid into her slowly but surely. “The stick definitely fits.”
Jenny sighed with relief and pleasure. “Yes, it definitely does.”
“Sex on a stick,” he said with a disdainful laugh. “I should spank your ass until it’s hot pink for that.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Wouldn’t I?” He looked down at her, watching her intently. “Anything hurt?”
“No.”
“Will you tell me if it does?”
“Mmm.” She closed her eyes and concentrated on the delicious sensations traveling from her core to every sensitive place on her body.
She tingled everywhere, from her scalp to her lips to her nipples to the soles of her feet.
His slow possession was every bit as overwhelming as the fast and furious coupling the other night.
Jenny forgot all about where they were, the emotionally fraught conversation they’d just had and everything other than the sublime pleasure they generated together.
“So fucking good,” he whispered gruffly against her neck as he hooked his arm under her leg, opening her wider to his possession.
Jenny cried out when he went deeper, igniting a fire inside her. “Don’t stop,” she said, grasping his backside.
He groaned and pressed harder into her, which was all she needed.
Her cries of completion melded with his as they strained together, lost in a moment of perfect harmony.
“Holy shit,” he said as he gasped for breath.
“We’re a sweaty mess.”
“I know.” He throbbed inside her as she twitched with aftershocks. “Isn’t it awesome? Stick with me, kid. I’ll get you dirty any time you want.”
“I’m starting to want pretty much all the time.”
He raised his head off her chest and touched his lips to hers. “Is that right?”
Jenny nodded, unable to look away from the dark-chocolate gaze that had captivated her from the very beginning.
“I’m right there with you. It’s a good thing you can’t know how often I think about you while I’m working. You’d want to get a restraining order.”
His words weren’t flowery or romantic, but they went straight to her heart just the same.
She reached up to push his hair back from his sweaty forehead. “You need to get back to work.”
“I know,” he said with a sigh. “But not yet. A few more minutes in paradise, please?”
When he asked so nicely, how could she deny him anything? Despite the outrageous heat that was multiplied by his nearness, she wrapped her arms around him and held him close.