Chapter 11
ELEVEN
LAINEY
The walk from the library to my dorm is a fevered blur.
Alex stops me twice to kiss me again until my knees are weak and my core aches with desire.
This frenzied passion only seemed like it existed in my books, but I’m swept up by the inferno building between us.
We’re both short of breath when we stumble through the lobby of my dorm building.
Alex’s fingers slip beneath my sweater on the elevator, seeking skin. Each gasp I draw is thick, my body a live wire that reacts to every touch. I clamp my thighs together when his hot breath ghosts over my throat.
“Do you have a roommate we need to kick out?”
The raw, gritty tone sends a shiver down my spine. I shake my head, concentrating hard to form the words.
“I was supposed to, but she transferred to a different school. Haven’t had a replacement.”
“Good.” His fingers thread through my hair and I arch my body into his when he brings his lips to my neck like he did in the library. The curve of his mouth is like a brand on my skin. “You like that?”
All I’m capable of is a tight whimper that catches in my throat.
The elevator stops on the fourth floor. He takes his time scraping his teeth on my skin even after the doors open.
Peeling away, he snags my hand. “Lead the way.”
Thankfully I’m only a few doors from the elevator. I’m too dizzy with want to think straight, let alone walk steadily.
After fumbling for my key at my door, he bats my hand away and unlocks it for me. He captures my waist and herds me inside, lips connecting with the spot beneath my ear before the door swings shut. I gasp at the hard ridge he grinds against my back.
He spins me around to capture my mouth in a sensual kiss that causes another wave of heat in my core. Within moments he plucks my tote bag off my arm, discards his backpack, and kicks off his shoes before nudging me to the bed—all without breaking the kiss.
“Very coordinated,” I say.
The sound of his laugh is rich and warm against my cheek. “I’ve got skills, baby.”
Alex kneels at my feet to untie my boots, tapping each leg when he wants me to take them off. The intimate move catches me off guard until he rises to his full height. He removes my glasses with tender care and folds them for me, setting them aside.
Then he gives me another languid kiss. I chase his lips when he pulls away. His amused rumble triggers a sensual twist low in my stomach.
“Don’t forget what I said. If you want a kiss,” he says in a playful tone. “Just ask, baby.”
My cheeks prickle. “I—kissing you is nice.”
I’ve fantasized about it so much in the last week, but my imagination doesn’t do Alex Keller justice. The way he kisses and touches me sets my entire body ablaze. I never dreamed I’d actually be kissing him.
Eyes gleaming, he reaches behind his head to tug off his hoodie and t-shirt, baring his sculpted muscles.
“Other parts of me are nice, too.”
He takes my hand with a smirk and presses it to his chest, encouraging me to touch him. I lick my lips, skating my palm over the hard planes of his body while he pops the button on my jeans, guiding me to step out of them. His fingertips drag up my thigh as he kisses my throat.
Despite my oversized sweater, I feel like I’m standing naked before him with my legs exposed, as if the rush of desire throbbing in my core is on display. There’s no way I’m stopping him, though. Wherever this is going, I want it.
For once I’m going to be like the heroines in my books, in charge of my own story.
With gentle movements, he coaxes me to my bed, crawling over me.
“I want to see all of you,” he says against my neck.
His hands delve beneath my sweater again, caressing my body while he maps it with scorching kisses, settling between my legs as he works his way lower.
All of it feels incredible.
Will it still feel this good when he enters me? The stray thought snags my attention.
I’ve tried it once with a toy I keep hidden in my bottom drawer, then stuck to my usual vibrator on my clit technique because it was tight. All the other girls he’s used to being with know what they’re doing.
As he kisses every inch of skin he exposes, I close my eyes. “I—I’ve never, um…”
Alex pauses long enough that I crack my eyes open. My breath hitches. He stares up the length of my body with a smoldering gaze, broad shoulders keeping my thighs spread apart to accommodate him.
“Never what, baby?”
He kisses right above my panty line, kneading my hips when my belly concaves. He continues, asking questions as his lips brush a trail along my inner thigh, closer and closer to my aching core that’s begging for him.
“Never been tasted?” With each kiss, his eyes flick back to mine, glinting with primal heat. “Never had your sweet pussy touched, stroked, filled until you come so good it makes you want to cry? Never been fucked?”
“All of it,” I admit hoarsely.
He studies me for the span of several heartbeats. The weight of it doesn’t make me feel self-conscious about being inexperienced. With a burst of courage, I sit up and peel my sweater all the way off, flinging it aside. I ditch my bra next.
“Oh, fuck,” he rasps. “Look at me, sweetheart.”
I gulp, meeting his piercing eyes again. My face is on fire.
The corner of his mouth lifts, slow and devastating. “I’m going to make you feel so fucking good, baby.”
He splays a hand on my stomach and encourages me to lay down. Holding my gaze, he dips his head to mouth at me through my underwear, rumbling in satisfaction when I gasp and squirm.
“I love that I’m the first to see you like this. First to taste you when you come.”
A gust of air tears out of him, making my clit throb. He shifts between my legs, eyelids lowering to half mast as he bites back a sexy moan. The bed rocks and I rise up on an elbow to watch him grind against the mattress, fascinated and turned on beyond belief.
“I’m so hard from the thought of being your first. Give me a second to calm down.”
“Okay,” I stammer.
He chuckles, raking his eyes over me as he reaches down to adjust himself. It’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen. Wonder filters through the pleasurable haze enveloping me. I’m doing that to him?
I don’t have long to think about it before he hooks his fingers in my panties and rips them off, no longer going slow to tease me.
“Hold on, sweetheart. To the headboard. Your sheets. My hair.” He places a kiss on my folds that makes me tremble. “Hold on tight while I enjoy eating you.”
Alex covers my pussy with his mouth and a shocked cry tears out of me at the first long drag of his tongue parting me. He groans, the rough, filthy sound sending a delicious vibration straight to my core.
“Oh!” My spine bows and my fingers have a mind of their own, flying to his head to grip the thick strands of his hair. “Alex, oh my god.”
He hums in agreement, large hands molding to my hips to keep me in place. I writhe as he devours me with his mouth, sucking and licking to bring me pleasure I’ve never imagined.
“Fuck, you’re getting so wet,” he mutters against my throbbing clit, bringing another new sensation that drives me wild. “That’s it, baby. Let me taste you.”
The moan that erupts from me is louder than I expect. I’m used to staying quiet, always aware of my surroundings. I’ve never lost control like this.
His mouth curves in a smug grin against my folds and he massages my hips. “Shh, baby. You’re going to let the whole floor know what we’re doing. Those sounds are mine. Save them for me while I’m enjoying my meal.”
Alex buries his face between my legs and my breath hitches with another strangled cry. Within moments of his skilled ministrations, I’m on the edge.
“I—I think I’m… Oh god, please,” I whimper.
He doesn’t stop. A rumble vibrates in his throat and he focuses his attention on my clit while I rock against his face in desperate need to chase the perfect friction.
The sensations grow more intense, every swipe of his tongue sending me to the brink.
My fingers tighten in his hair as my core erupts in a ripple of ecstasy.
“Alex!” I scream.
The orgasm unlike any I’ve had, deep and intense, going on forever. I ride the waves, chest heaving and body trembling. He strokes my sides and kisses my hip.
“You taste so good when you come on my tongue,” he rasps.
His praise filters in and out. I float back to awareness gradually, arching into the delicious aftershocks tingling through me.
Alex watches me, sitting on the edge of the bed. His fingertips trace patterns on my flushed skin. He catches my hand when I reach for the bulge in his pants ready to reciprocate how good he made me feel. I pinch my brows.
Licking my lips, I shift to my knees. My nipples harden at my boldness, sitting in front of him naked. “I want to touch you.”
He strokes my hand with his thumb and stares at me with an intent expression I can’t decipher. His eyes bounce between mine and he sighs.
“Next time.” He tightens his grip to keep me from pulling away, features strained. “I don’t want to push you for something in the heat of the moment, sweetheart. Not more than I already have. Let’s take it slow, okay?”
I slide my lips together. “I might be inexperienced, but I know stuff.” My books give me a healthy list of fantasies I want to try.
Tilting my head, I trace my fingers over my breasts, grasping at the boldness he inspires in me.
“I have a vibrator in the drawer over there. You could come in my mouth while I use it on myself.”
“Shit. You’re killing me,” he mutters. “As much as I want nothing more than to have your mouth on my cock, I need to go, baby. I’ll be late for practice if I don’t go grab my gear now.”
Disappointment flares in my chest, but it doesn’t last. He shifts closer and caresses my side, drinking me in.
“Just because I have to go doesn’t mean you have to stop, though.” The tip of his tongue drags over his lower lip. “I want you to use that vibrator to keep playing with yourself. You’re going to think of my tongue lapping up every fucking drop from your pussy when you come. Okay?”
Air rushes out of me and my thighs clench. “O-okay.”
Alex kisses me deeply, ending it before I’m ready. Then he leaves.
I do what he suggested, pretending he’s still the one touching me. But I don’t stop at playing by myself until I’m trembling.
Swept up in the lingering daring side he brought out, I record a voice clip of myself when I come with his name on my lips and text it to him. Two hours later, his response makes me smile.
Alex
Fuck, baby. Fuuuuuuuck.