I did as he asked, but my underwear and sweats would only allow them to go so far. I started to step out of the confining garments, but he stopped me. His hands slid over my hips as he growled into my ear, “Leave them on.”
Unable to speak, I just nodded.
It was clear that he’d let me have my fun and now he was taking over again. I couldn’t say that I was mad about it either. Being with him, like this, was so exciting. I never knew what was going to happen next. And I loved that.
This is just tonight, I reminded myself as his hands gripped my hips.
I knew that this probably wasn’t the best idea considering how miserable I’d been these days without him, but I also knew that I was powerless against being with him again.
He was more tempting than the entire pan of triple fudge brownies I’d eaten the night before. The whole time I’d been inhaling them I’d had the phrase,a moment on the lips a lifetime on the hips, playing in my mind. I’d still enjoyed every single bite.
Just like that delicious treat, this encounter left its eternal impression. The only exception being this was a moment on the lips a lifetime on theheart, which didn’t quite have the same ring but the sentiment was the same. Just like I’d have to work off those calories I’d inhaled for months, I would have to work off the emotions this encounter would inspire for months…maybe years.
But it was worth it. I’d deal with the consequences of my reckless behavior later. For now, I was just going to bask in the rays of bliss shining on me from the sexy sun which was Alex Vaughn.
Alex’s featherlight touch travelled up the bare skin of my thighs, hips, and sides of my torso. The roughened pads of his fingers grazed my skin leaving behind a tingling sensation in its wake. My hands gripped the wall and my forehead fell forward. I could barely catch my breath. My entire body was on fire, burning with anticipation.
I was trembling as he brushed my hair to the side and his lips pressed against the back of my neck.
Standing against the wall, spread eagle, with my pants and underwear still around my ankles was not a position I would have ever considered sexy or empowering, but that is exactly what it felt like.
That is what being with Alex made me feel, no matter what the situation. In the hallway in nothing but my panties and bra. In his bed naked. Or against my wall with my clothes at my feet. He made me feel like a seductress. And even though he was the one in charge, I intrinsically felt as if I held all the power.
As he continued kissing my shoulders and neck his hands slid up around my waist and cupped my breasts. His fingers pinched my nipples causing my back to arch and when it did, I felt his erection pressing against my backside.
His recovery time is impressive, was the last coherent thought I had before my entire body shivered with anticipation. There was nothing like being filled to the brim with Alex’s body. I could never explain the way it felt. It was all encompassing. It was all consuming.
“Are you ready?” he rasped against my ear.
I nodded weakly as my breaths came in short pants.
His left hand grasped my hip, his fingers dug into my flesh, while his right hand moved down my spine. First, I felt the pad of his thumb graze along my back, then his knuckles brushed lightly over the rounded mounds of my butt cheeks.
His breathing grew shallow as he lined himself up at my entrance and I braced myself for impact, or I guess in this case, entry. I expected a forceful thrust that would send my entire world shattering into a million pieces. But instead of that, he barely pushed his engorged head past my seam. My body clenched in response to the pressure and my inner walls began pulsating in response.
His fingers pressed harder into my hips, and I felt his breath fan along my shoulder before he pressed a soft kiss against the back of my neck. The sensation was so tender I felt my knees buckle beneath me. Thankfully, Alex had a firm grip on me and I was able to regain my footing.
As he continued peppering my neck and shoulders with barely-there kisses, he pushed into me in microscopic increments. Not inch by inch, but millimeter by millimeter. The excruciating pace sent my body reeling with excitement and arousal. Need rushed through me like the waters of the rapids.
A whimper of urgency welled up inside of me and escaped as I arched my back seeking relief from the tension that was building to an unbearable level. Alex kept me in place, not allowing me to rush him.
My nails dug against the wall as I silently urged him to go deeper, faster. The snail’s pace of our coupling was as erotic as it was frustrating. My inner walls clamped down around his girth. I felt him grow inside of me and stretch me out, filling me completely.
Just when I was about to beg, plead for him to go faster, his right hand wrapped around me while his left stayed fixed on my hip. His palm rested on my belly for just a moment before traveling lower. I tried to step farther apart to give him more access, but the material around my ankles prevented me from moving.
His fingers dipped between my legs and I gasped as his fingers circled my swollen clit. Lazily, he traced the outline of my pleasure nub as he continued entering me. Swirls of tingles curled low in my belly and I knew that my release was a flick of his finger away.
Instead of fighting against the onslaught of pleasure that was crashing over me, I surrendered to it completely. I no longer worked to hold off my release. If I was going to come before he’d even completed one pump, so be it.
My muscles relaxed and the moment they did he thrust inside of me. I gasped at the unexpected intrusion. Before my body could adjust, he pulled out and pushed in again. This time he added his finger to the mix as he intimately massaged my clit.
Within seconds he brought me up and over the edge. My orgasm whirled through me with tornado like force. I rode out the storm of release and just as it was waning, I felt Alex surge inside of me once more. His entire body tensed as he buried his face into the side of my neck.
Our breaths were still coming in shallow pants when his body relaxed and his forehead rested on my shoulder. I tried to stay perfectly still as my body continued to spasm around him, not wanting this to end. But my efforts failed when my legs, which felt like jelly, lost the fight to keep me upright. My knees buckled slightly, and Alex lifted me off the ground. My sweats and underwear were hanging off one ankle as he began to carry me past the kitchen into my room.
I wrapped my arms around him and nuzzled into the strength of his shoulder. I inhaled his masculine scent and was overwhelmed with the sense of rightness being in his arms again gave me.
Even if he did stay the night, which I hoped he would, this didn’t change anything. He wasn’t available. My head knew that. I just wasn’t sure if my heart had gotten the memo.
