“Trust, baby. I’ve got you. You’re all mine.”
“But I need more,” she panted.
“You’ll have it when I decide to give it to you.”
Alex rubbed some more before pulling her panties down. Yup, she was soaking wet, the moisture dripping onto her inner thighs.
“Oh, God, Syl, you are just so damn fucking sexy, do you know that?” He ran his thumbs over her inner thighs, collecting her wetness and spreading it across her lips. He found her clit and gave it the lightest brush. She shuddered and moaned and tried to press against him. She was close and he needed to be careful now. He wasn’t anywhere near finished pleasuring her.
“Lie back, Sylvie, and spread those sexy legs for me.”
She sat down on the edge of the bed then leaned back.
“Spread them wider, Sylvie. Let me see you.”
She did until Alex had a view of paradise. He ran his hands up her thighs, feeling the goosebumps rise under his touch. He parted her folds gently and breathed over her before taking his first taste.
Sylvie’s reaction was immediate. She gripped the comforter with both hands and let out the most beautiful sound, somewhere between a sigh and a happy whimper.
“Alex.”
Well, itwasthe most beautiful sound he’d ever heard, right up until she said his name. How did she fit so much desire into only two syllables? His cock stiffened beyond belief; he didn’t think he’d ever been so hard. His resolve to keep her going, to edge her as much as possible, nearly crumbled at its insistence to be inside hernow.
He murmured her name against her clit, his breath caressing the tender nub, before grazing his teeth across it. He soothed her immediately after with his tongue as she writhed and moaned.
“Can’t,” she panted. “Alex, please.”
“Not yet, baby. You aren’t ready yet.” He went back to licking her, tasting her, reveling in her taste and smell, in her softness and in the sounds she made that told Alex how much she wanted him. He lost himself in her desire as he brought her close then backed her down again.
When she was practically sobbing, he told her, “Now, baby,” and finally gave her what she wanted. Sylvie screamed out his name as she bucked and writhed against his mouth. When she quieted and went limp, he gave her one last lick, then settled back and watched her breathe. She’d thrown one arm back over her head and rested her other across her abdomen which rose and fell quickly, then slower as she regained her breath.
God, she’s perfection.
He stroked her legs while he watched her. “That’s my girl. Come back down to earth for me. I’m not nearly finished with you yet.”
She opened her eyes and lifted her head. “You’d better not be.”
“Mmm, that sexy smile of yours will be the death of me.”
Sylvie grinned wider. “I think you promised me something.”
“I think I delivered.”
She laughed, then scooted back until she was reclining against his pillows. Her eyes went wide when she saw the wet spot she’d left behind. “I owe you for the future dry cleaning bill.”
Alex threw his head back and laughed. He hadn’t had this much fun with a woman since…
Ever.
“Nope, totally worth it. Now, tell me what it is it I owe you,” he said, knowing full well what she wanted. Sylvie threw the covers back and settled against the pillows again.
“Strip for me.”
“Ah, yes, I did say I was going to do that, didn’t I?”
“Hell, yes, you did. If I had the time, I’d make popcorn, but I don’t think I can wait that long.”
Alex laughed again. She slayed him. He walked to the side of the bed, Sylvie’s gaze plastered on him the entire time as she smiled her sexy smile.
