I frowned. “What happened to stripping me out of my dress?”
He hesitated, toying with the buttons of his shirt. “Thad is an asshole, and he upset you. I wasn’t thinking properly when I said that. I’m sure you’re not in the mood after dealing with him.”
“It’s weird, but I kind of am.” My cheeks must have been burning, so I ducked my head to hide my embarrassment. He was right. I really shouldn’t want sex right now. But his protectiveness turned me on, and I’d let Thad take enough fromme already. He wasn’t ruining this too. “I mean, fuck him, right? But not actually, because I’d rather fuck you.”
That hadn’t come out the way I’d meant it. Oh, God. This would be a great time for the floor to swallow me up.
Alec came closer and tilted my chin up. “You want me, cocobug?”
“Yes,” I whispered, loving his spicy citrus scent.
He smirked. “You want me to fill you up and fuck you until you can’t think of anything other than me?”
“That would be nice, yes.”
He laughed. “It’ll be more than nice.” He paused for a moment, his expression turning serious. “If you want to stop at any time, just tell me. Even if it’s just for a few minutes.”
I nodded, too scared to speak in case my voice broke.
He knelt in front of me, one knee on the ground and the other foot planted. “Put your foot on my thigh.”
I did as he said and he brushed my skirt out of the way and slowly removed my sandal, peppering kisses up my calf. I shivered. I’d never have guessed that my leg could be such an erogenous zone.
When he discarded the sandal, I switched feet, and he took his time sliding off the other one, his fingertips caressing the sensitive skin as he trailed kisses from my ankle to my knee. The sandal fell by the wayside and he edged up my skirt, nuzzling the soft skin of my inner thigh, the slight rasp of his stubble setting my nerves alight in the best way.
He eased down my panties and kissed the top of my mound, then ventured lower, his lips and tongue teasing my clit and delving deeper. I ran my hands over his hair, blissfully distracted, unable to think of anything other than him and the riot of sensations he stirred in me.
“Bed,” he growled against my sensitive flesh.
I melted backward with no idea how my legs didn’t fall out from under me. My ass hit the mattress and Alec hitched the skirt up to my hips and descended on me with the single-minded determination to drive me completely out of my wits.
He tormented me and teased me, bringing me to the edge of orgasm only to ease off over and over again. It felt so good, but I wanted more, and I couldn’t decide whether to throttle him for not giving me enough to send me flying or beg and plead for him to do just that.
I settled for somewhere in between. “If you don’t fuck me in the next thirty seconds, I’m going to scream bloody murder.”
He raised his head, his eyes pitch black and his lips glistening. “Scream all you like.”
“Oh, my God, you’re impossible.”
Chuckling huskily, he stood and undressed, revealing that gorgeous, inked body I’d already come to adore.
I sat up enough to pull the skirt out from underneath myself and struggled my way out of the dress and bra, not nearly as seductive as him with his low-key strip tease. I clambered up and pulled him onto the bed, pivoting us as he fell so that he landed on his back with me hovering over him.
As soon as he was flat on the bed, I straddled him, rubbing my wet pussy against his hard, straining cock.
“Fuck.” His hands fisted at his sides. “You feel so. Damn. Good.”
I rode his length, moving my hips in a sultry way that might have made me self-conscious if not for the lust blazing in his eyes as he stared up at me. His jaw tensed and my lips twisted with satisfaction.
He wasn’t the only one who could tempt and tease.
But soon, the need pulsing through me became too much. It wasn’t as fun to tease myself as it was to do it to him. I scrambledoff him, searched for a condom and found one. I tore the foil, rolled it down his cock, and positioned myself above him.
“Take me inside you,” he demanded.
I dropped onto him in one smooth motion. A groan tore from his throat and he grabbed my hips.
“Please, Tally.” His Adam’s apple bobbled as his fingers tightened instinctively. “Use me. Take what you need.”
