Chapter 7 #2

As soon as I pulled her arms behind her back, capturing her wrists with the fingers of one hand, her eyes opened wide. But she wasn’t interested in giving up just yet. The little vixen fought me, struggling to free herself until I ravaged her mouth with another kiss.

The fight left her, a slow but steady melting as I explored her mouth. The taste was even sweeter than before, a hint of raspberries and spice. Kissing had never held much of my interest.

Until now.

She was worth taking the time, learning every nuance and inch of her body. But my needs were only increasing. When I pulled away, we were both panting.

As soon as I let go of her hands, I tossed her onto the bed, taking a single step closer before kicking off my shoes and yanking off my jeans and boxers.

By then, Alexia was on her knees, acting as if she had plans on escaping. When her eyes darted to the door, proving my point, I wagged my finger at her.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

But she did anyway.

As soon as she attempted to lunge off the bed, I yanked her back by one arm, immediately crawling on the bed and straddling her lithe body. Her scent of arousal had become intoxicating, drawing me further into a black hole that continued to expand.

“A little fighter, eh?” The question rolled off my tongue in a tone I no longer recognized. Apparently, she brought out the beast in me.

“You have no idea.”

“Then I guess I’ll need to shackle you to the bed from now on.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” She jutted her chin forward, shifting her hips as if I’d dare allow her to get away.

I dragged her arms over her head, easily capturing her wrists in one hand. “Evidently my books don’t offer enough warning.”

“You barely have any sex scenes.”

“Ouch. You wound me.”

“You’ll get over it.”

Playful or not, the ebb and flow of current was becoming raw, impossible to ignore.

Her eyes burned into mine, never blinking as she wiggled her arms. Now she offered a pointed stare, as if switching the rules of the game. Her utter defiance was extremely attractive.

I smashed her arms against the comforter, leaning over. “You will obey me.”

“We shall see. Don’t turn your back.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. You know bad girls are punished for their infractions.”

As I pressed her knees apart with my leg, she remained relentless with her pointed stare. If she believed I was kidding with taking what I wanted, she was dead wrong. Now that I’d had a taste, my needs had been driven to an insatiable point.

I would never be able to get enough of her.

I brushed my lips across her cheek, savoring her body’s immediate reaction, slight tremors pulsing beneath me.

I took my time, allowing my mouth to explore, tasting every inch of her delicious skin.

With the game continuing, she did everything in her power to ignore the rush of sensations, but her body continued to betray her.

As I shifted to her breast, I enjoyed alternating between making it sore then soothing her tender tissue, my eyes never leaving her face as she wiggled beneath my hold.

The scent of her arousal only further intoxicated me, my cock aching to the point there was no way I could hold back from taking her for long.

I wrapped my fingers around her long strands of hair splayed out on the pillow, burying my face into her neck as I drank in her delicious scent.

Then I captured her mouth, kissing her as if this was the first time, dominating her tongue as she did everything that she could to break free of my hold.

There was no doubt about her continued desire, her soft mews around the powerful kiss confirmation.

Her sounds became strangled as if I was suffocating her, even as I shifted a portion of my weight, my hunger more explosive than before.

I drank from her lips for a full minute before releasing my hold, crawling between her legs.

Alexia gasped as I gathered her legs into my arms, pushing her knees against the sheets.

“What are you doing?” she dared to ask, the warm glow on her face shifting into a crimson blush creeping from her jaw to her cheeks.

“Feasting.” The single word was all I could manage before driving my tongue past her swollen folds.

“Oh, God. Oh…” She continued writhing, digging her heels into the sheet as I lapped her sweet cream.

There was nothing like watching her increasing throes of passion as she tossed her head back and forth, her sounds ragged.

As I swirled my tongue around her clit, her body jerked, her porcelain skin luminous in the stream of light.

Every action she took continued to fuel the fire burning deep within, pushing me into a crazed frenzy.

I was lost in the sea of oblivion. I should eliminate the temptation.

But that wasn’t going to happen.

Now that I’d tasted her, there would be no going back.

I licked furiously, driving several fingers in beside my tongue.

With every swipe of my tongue, she gasped for air, alternating between moaning and crying out, her eyes fluttering open as the friction continued to build.

I tongue fucked her with fevered motions, growling every few seconds as the ugly beast inside of me continued to hunger for more.

When I knew she was fighting her body’s filthy needs, I issued a command that she dare not ignore.

“Come for me, Alexia. Come on my tongue.”

There was no hesitation, no ignoring my demand.

She bucked up from the bed, her eyes opening wide as a powerful climax rushed through her system. Her long fingers grasped the sheet, jerking as she gasped for air.

“Yes. Yes…” Her loud moans drifted into something softer, a surrender of every inch. Perhaps even a portion of her soul.

I refused to stop, licking every drop of her sweet cream until another orgasm collided with the one before, sending her spiraling into pure ecstasy. Her screams echoed in the room, pushing me closer to an uncontrollable state.

Every time she tossed her head, I sucked on her clit. Every time she fisted the comforter, I assaulted her with my tongue.

And when she finally jerked into a sitting position, her eyes opened wide, I wrapped my hand around her throat.

She parted her lips, panting as she dared me with her eyes.

Every stroke of her fingers down my chest was enough to push my limits.

But the tingling sensation as her long fingers wrapped around my cockhead was it.

There would be no holding back any longer.

“Finished so soon?”

The woman certainly knew how to challenge me.

“Nah, baby. We’re just getting started.”

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