He started by unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it down his shoulders over his t-shirt. He tried not to laugh when he got the next idea.No, I have to do it just to hear her laugh again. He took one end of the shirt, whipped it between his legs, and grabbed the other end behind him with his other hand. Sylvie was already cackling before he even started to bump and grind against the ‘hammock’ he’d made.
“You arenuts.”
“Anything to hear you laugh, babe.” Alex tossed the shirt aside and started untucking his undershirt.
“Now we’re getting to the good part,” Sylvie said.
He grinned and his cock twitched. “Yes, we are.” Alex slowly pulled his t-shirt up and over his head. When Sylvie came back into view, he groaned. Her hand was between her thighs, her fingers stroking.
Alex whistled low. “My girl is so damn hungry.”
“Is this okay, or should I stop?” She started to move her fingers away.
“Don’t you dare stop. I want to watch you take yourself over the edge. Can you do that for me?”
She nodded and went back to rubbing. Her eyelids drifted to half-mast as she stroked and played and Alex watched every move, taking mental notes on how to touch her. His cock strained against his cargos. He’d never convinced a woman to touch herself for him, but Sylvie was comfortable giving him everything he wanted.
Sexiest woman alive.
Alex unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down his thighs until he could step out of them while Sylvie watched. He straightened and her gaze went right to his cock straining under his boxer-briefs. She sighed appreciatively and the damn thing visibly twitched again.
“I’m not the only hungry one, am I?” she breathed.
“Not by a longshot.” He watched as she used both hands now. “How close are you, baby?”
“So close.” She rubbed faster and her eyes drifted shut. He had everything he needed.
“I’ve changed my mind.”
Her eyes popped open to see him pull his boxer-briefs off. Sylvie inhaled quickly when she saw his cock, already dripping with arousal.
“Changed your mind?”
“Yes.I’mtaking you over the edge.” Alex climbed onto the bed and straddled Sylvie’s thighs. He moved her hands out of the way, holding her wrists together with his left hand and stroking her with his right. He mimicked the movements she’d shown him, speeding up until she was arching and moaning, coming for him a second time.
“Alex!”
Sweet music to his ears. His cock wept onto her lower belly as he watched her in the throes of ecstasy.
When she finished, Alex let go of Sylvie’s wrists. He kissed his way up her body as he moved toward the nightstand and the drawer with the box of condoms.
As soon as she saw the box, she nodded. “Let me put it on you,” she purred.
Alex chuckled. “No way. You touch me and I’m a goner. That was so damn hot, watching you, baby.”
He sat up, tore open the foil, and eased the condom over his cock, loving how she watched his hands with eagerness in her eyes. Alex covered her body and kissed her. “You’re sure this is all right?”
“Yes,” she answered. Then she reached down between them and gripped his cock. She lined him up and teased his tip, eliciting a groan. He pushed into her wetness only a couple of inches and she squeezed around him.
Paradise.
He pushed in farther, moving slowly this first time, savoring every new sensation. It had been so long since he’d made love, and he’d fantasized about Sylvie almost from day one. He wanted this to last. Wanted to make it special for her, for himself.
When he’d seated himself all the way inside her, he gazed into her eyes to judge her reaction. Sexy, bourbon-brown eyes stared back at him, making the same evaluation.
“You feel amazing,” she breathed, and squeezed him again.
“So do you, baby. So good.” He started moving slowly inside her, pulling almost all the way out then plunging back in to the hilt. God, she felt amazing as her walls clutched at his cock.
