Chapter 29 #2
I thought maybe this would go slow and we’d take our time, but the way she’s looking at me has me ready to rip off the rest of our clothes and rut into her like a man possessed.
It takes all my willpower to remain in control as I lift the duvet and curl my fingers around the elastic of her shorts, shimmying them off. They flutter over the edge of the bed.
Alice sits up, forcing my ass back on my ankles. On her knees, we’re at eye level. I open my arms, welcoming her close, and tilt my chin back just a tad to meet her.
“My turn to undress you,” she murmurs. Those words pass right over my lips.
She tears my sweats and boxer briefs from my hips with minimal assistance, tossing them over the edge to join her pajamas on the floor.
With a finger beneath her chin, I tilt her face up, pressing my lips to hers as I wrap my fist around my cock.
My dick is hot and solid, straining to reach her.
To fuck. I release it only to sling my arm around her low back and drag her close.
The fingers of my other hand sink between her thighs, tracing the crease of her hip.
“Spread,” I order.
She does as I ask, notching her knees out to the sides one at a time. Her pussy splits open. In the light, I can just see it glisten with the evidence of her arousal.
“Show me how wet you are.”
The intensity on her face doesn’t soften as she nudges my hand away from her center.
I leave it on her thigh, relishing the feel of her unblemished skin. My muscles freeze. My lungs stop breathing as I watch. And wait.
A low groan leaves my mouth as she strokes her fingers deep between her thighs. The unmistakable sound of wetness reaches my ears. Her wrist flicks and circles. Without an ounce of the shyness from earlier, she fingers herself on my sheets.
I slide my cock back into my fist, squeezing once before giving myself a steady pump.
“Look at you, Firecracker.” I slowly enunciate each word. “So fucking beautiful.”
The eye contact burns between us like the fuse on a stick of dynamite.
Without my prompting, she withdraws her hand and holds it in front of my face. Leaning forward, I lick those two fingers clean of that salty nectar. My eyes slam shut as I savor her flavor, letting the taste of her linger on my tongue.
My control is a fraying rope.
I’ve tried so hard to take this first time slow, but she’s a fucking delectable woman naked in my bed, and I am just a man desperate to feel her wrapped around my cock.
We collide as if she can read my mind. My hands slide behind her knees, straddling her legs over mine, opening her wide. Our hips fit together. Her ass hangs suspended in the space between my thighs as if waiting for my hands to grip her.
The head of my cock nudges her soaked entrance, the wet heat of her tempting me to take her. Just the feel of her has my lashes flickering, and my eyes rolling back in my head.
Suddenly, I stall. “Fuck.”
“What?”
“I don’t have a condom.”
“I don’t need one,” Alice says, scooting closer. “I have an IUD.”
If it’s good enough for her, it’s good enough for me.
“Hold my neck,” I order, lining myself up.
Alice anchors herself with one hand at my nape. The other rests near my collarbone. Her forehead kisses mine, lashes fluttering so close I can nearly feel them sweep my cheeks.
Without prelude, I pull her forward and onto my cock, watching the space where we join. It’s a slow, steady stretch. Her walls clench down rhythmically as I sink until she’s fully seated.
Our moans mingle in the quiet.
Lifting my gaze, I find her eyes hot on mine. I start to pump inside her fluttering walls.
“If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll make sure the neighbors can hear you.”
“Can’t keep that promise tonight, Sunny. Not unless you want your daughter to wake up,” she pants.
“Fuck.” Increasing my thrusts, I mutter the gritty curse in her neck. My lips fasten after. I don’t stop until I leave a bruise. The reddish splotch leaves me with a sense of satisfaction. “Next time.”
Her sharp intake of breath tells me she didn’t know if there’d be a next time. But now that I’ve gotten a taste, I’m not ready to let her go so soon.
With searching fingertips, I circle her clit, applying the pressure I know she needs to get there. My hips ache as I drill her from below.
“You going to come for me, Alice?”
She hunches her shoulders, curling into me as her body shudders. “I think so.”
I take her lips in a bruising kiss. “Say ‘Yes, Sunny’.”
“Yes, Sunny,” she moans, her body shaking in my arms. The nickname she gave me sounds so fucking sweet when she’s this lost to a pleasure we both know only I have given her. “Almost there.”
I grit my teeth, feeling the pressure build. I’m not going to last, but I refuse to go without her.
I tighten the circles, watching her skin flush raspberry. Her rhythm becomes jerky as she nears the finish. Her thighs clench my hips. She lifts herself higher. Drops her ass harder as she grinds my cock so deep she nearly fits all of me inside.
She doesn’t give any further warning. Alice yanks my head forward, her mouth covers mine, and she cries into my mouth as her pussy throbs around my cock.
Cradling the back of her head, I kiss her deeply, flipping her onto her back as I finish myself off in five more strokes. Shoving deep, I grunt my release into her mouth as I fill her with my cum.
After long minutes, we pull apart slowly. I’m careful not to crush her.
“You look thoroughly fucked.”
Alice traces me from head to waist, where we’re still connected with my slowly softening cock.
“So do you.” She grins, mentally patting herself on the back for a job well done.
I feel a rush of satisfaction as I take in her rosy cheeks and orgasmic glow. I kiss her beneath her jaw, then disconnect, rolling her to her side and tucking the duvet around her.
“Be right back.”
I retrieve a warm cloth and a fresh glass of water from my bathroom. Returning to the bed, I hand her the water and nudge her thighs open, swiping away the remnants of our combined orgasms. I toss the used cloth in the hamper and climb back into bed beside her, tucking her against my chest.
“Sutton Stone can be sweet.”
My arm jerks behind her, caught off guard by the tender claim.
“I can be a lot of things.” My words are thick with the need for sleep. “You’ll have to stick around long enough to find out for yourself.”