I gasp, and everything in me clenches. I feel my stomach suck in, my thighs tense, and my pussy tighten around nothing.
“Addictive,” he murmurs, before moving his hands forward, his thumbs resting on either side of my pussy. Then he spreads me open.
I have never felt this exposed. I’ve neverbeenthis exposed. But I don’t feel vulnerable or embarrassed or awkward.
It’s absolutely Alex’s low growl and the, “Jesus Christ, so fucking perfect,” that helps with all of that.
I feel like I have the power here. He’s on his knees, he sounds likehe’sa little overwhelmed. That’s ridiculous, of course, but he’s really doing this right.
You’re never going to stop thinking about him at this rate.
Yeah, and he’s only looking at me. Well, okay, there’s a little touching going on too, but seriously he hasn’t even?—
He licks me before I can complete that thought.
“Alex!”
“More of that,” he says. “A lot fucking more of you calling out my name.” Then he licks again. A long, firm stroke of his tongue over my pussy, ending with a swirl at my clit.
He lifts his head and blows. The warm air hitting my most sensitive tissues makes me arch closer to his mouth, even as I tip my head back and close my eyes.
“Oh,God.”
He licks again, this time sucking on my clit slightly when he gets there.
My thighs shake slightly. He feels it because he slides his hands down to the backs of my thighs, spreading me wider, letting my thighs rest on the mattress.
He leans back, taking in the sight of me spread out.
“Fuckyes,” he says roughly. “I’m going to take you just like this first.”
My eyes widen. The guy doesn’t mince words.
“Okay,” I say softly.
His eyes come to mine. He gives me a half grin. “But it’s gonna be a bit.”
“But…why?” I’m really okay with it being now. Like rightnow.
“Because I don’t even have you completely naked. I haven’t made you come yet. I’ve barely gotten my hands on you.”
Much to my regret, he rocks back on his heels and stretches upright.
“But you can do all of that. Later. After,” I protest.
His grin grows. “I like seeing you a little desperate.”
“I… well…I…” Am I desperate? My gaze drops to the massive bulge behind his fly.
Yes. Yes, I am.
“But you’re going to be so much more so soon,” he says, stepping close. His gaze settles between my legs again.
I’m still spread open and naked from the waist down. I can only imagine how wanton I look.
A shiver of pleasure goes through me as I note the heat in his eyes and the way his jaw tightens as he looks down at me as if he’s barely containing himself.
I love this feeling. It’s powerful, feeling sexy like this.
