One hand came up and tangled in her hair, holding her captive as his tongue slipped into her mouth. His other hand moved down to her ass, getting a firm grip and slowly rocking her back and forth on his hard-on. All Lacey could do was clutch his shoulders, twist her fingers into his T-shirt, and hold on as his taste flooded her mouth and made her dizzy. It was a tantalizing mix of wine, chocolate, and that magical something that Alex alone seemed to possess.
Arousal rushed through her body, tightening her nipples and engulfing her pussy with heat. She’d never been turned on so fast or so completely from a kiss. Then again, she’d never been kissed with a hunger so complete, it felt like she was being consumed.
Lacey wasn’t sure who broke away first. All she knew was that she was trying to get Alex’s T-shirt off at the same time he tugged hers up. She won—but only because he let her—and was rewarded with the sight of a truly magnificent chest, complete with broad muscles and a wolf head tattoo.
Her shirt came off next, flying across the room in a way that was far more arousing than she would ever have thought possible. When her bra hit the floor a moment later, she had the feeling the clasp on it wasn’t going to work again. She’d never been one to enjoy rough play, so she was surprised at how turned on that forceful act made her. Maybe Alex was bringing out something in her that she’d never known was there.
Alex bent his head, closing his mouth on the tip of her breast, drawing the nipple into her mouth and nibbling on it in a way that drove her crazy. It wasn’t just that warm, wet tongue of his—though that was really hot—that had her writhing on his lap. It was the way he occasionally nipped at her with those sharp teeth of his. No guy had ever done that to her before, and she liked it more than she ever would have imagined.
As he suckled, he moved his hands up to cup her breasts, holding them firmly so he could move from one to the other, teasing back and forth until she felt like she was on fire. She tangled her fingers in his hair, not trying to control his movements but instead urging him to keep going.
She was so caught up in what he was doing to her breasts that she barely noticed when he slipped one hand under her ass and effortlessly got to his feet. He didn’t even stop nibbling on her breast as he walked down the hall toward his bedroom.
The doubts she’d shared with Wendy earlier, not to mention the even greater doubts she’d harbored in the corners of her own mind, didn’t seem to matter now. Being with Alex like this felt completely right.
Halfway to the bedroom, however, reality intruded. “Wait. I need my purse!”
He lifted his head to look at her in confusion. “What?”
“I need my purse,” she said softly. “I have condoms in it.”
Sticking condoms in her purse had seemed like a smart thing to do. Even though she rarely needed them, she always kept some. Kind of like extra batteries for the flashlight.
He continued to stare at her for a moment, his eyes widening as realization dawned on him. Turning around, he carried her back into the living room. Holding on to her with one arm, he snagged her purse from the end of the couch with the other, then headed for the bedroom again.
Once there, Alex tossed her gently onto his great big bed. Lacey laughed as he yanked off her wedge sandals, sending one into the hallway and the other across the room. He hadn’t turned on the bedroom lights when he’d carried her in, but the glow from the one in the hallway provided more than enough illumination for them to see, and the mood lighting provided a sexy ambience to the whole thing.
She worked quickly to get her belt unbuckled and jeans unbuttoned, because Alex was pulling them off one way or the other. After he tossed them aside, he stepped back to take in her nearly naked body. The scrap of silky material that made up her panties was the only thing she still had on, and it was so small, it barely qualified as clothing. She made no move to take off the tiny piece of underwear. Alex was still half dressed, after all. Fair’s fair.
The hunger in his dark eyes was palpable as he gazed down at her, and seeing that lust only made her body burn hotter with need. She had no desire to wait another second.
She looked around for her purse and saw it on the nightstand. She absently wondered when he’d put it there, then decided she didn’t care. She eagerly reached for it, but Alex stopped her with a firm hand on her leg.
He smiled, a slight quirk of the lips that always seemed to have such a devastating effect on her. “I don’t think you need that yet.”
She opened her mouth to ask what that meant, only to gasp when he locked his hands around both ankles and dragged her a little closer to the edge of the bed, then spread her legs wide. Eyes fixed on hers, he leaned forward and pressed his mouth to her calf, slowly kissing his way up to her inner thigh.
Lacey abruptly realized why they didn’t need a condom yet.
His mouth felt unbelievably good as he teased her with his tongue, not to mention those magical teeth of his. Every time he nipped her, he immediately followed it up with a warm lick of the tongue, making her groan.
When Alex reached the sensitive skin at the top of her thighs, along the edges of her panties, she expected him to stop and strip them off like he’d done to the rest of her clothes. But he didn’t even slow down. Instead, he nibbled her pussy through the silky material of her panties.
“Oh God,” she moaned, throwing back her head and bucking her hips up off the bed.
Alex responded by placing a big, strong hand on the inside of each thigh, spreading her wider and firmly pressing her down to the bed. Then he went right back to nibbling, driving her even more crazy, because she couldn’t squirm away from his touch. He was too strong.
The silky barrier allowed him to do things with his mouth that would almost certainly be too much for her if she weren’t wearing panties. But even with them, she knew she was going to come soon.
She buried her hands in his hair, silently urging him a little bit higher, right at that place she needed him to be. He resisted for a second with a growl, as if telling her that he’d get there when he was good and ready, but then he relented, moving his amazing mouth up to her clit.
She lasted thirty seconds, tops. Then she exploded.
Even Alex’s strong hands couldn’t keep her from writhing on the bed as she climaxed. She bucked and jerked, crying out as she came long and hard. The moment the climax started to trail off, Alex ripped off her panties, the torn scrap of fabric disappearing behind him. Then his mouth was back on her clit. His tongue had felt sublime before, but now it was indescribable. The previous orgasm, which had been slowly dissipating to nothing but a tremor, shot up to the top of the Richter scale again, making her scream even louder.
As Alex worked his magic down there, she was sure she would pass out and miss the tail end of her orgasm roller coaster ride, but he didn’t let that happen. He was a master at drawing out every ounce of pleasure until she was one exhausted bundle of happiness.
When she finally opened her eyes, she found him grinning at her from between her thighs. “You back with the rest of us yet?”
