Page 47 of Jealous Alpha


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“Why didn’t we just go back to my place?”

“This was closer.” I took Amber to one of the spare rooms and put her down for her afternoon nap.

After making sure she was comfortable I took her mother into the other room to face her wrath. I suspected she wouldn’t have agreed to coming back here that’s why I didn’t ask.

In fact I don’t expect her to agree with anything I have planned for today but we were running out of time and I have to move quick. I wanted everything in place before we left on our trip.

“Okay let me have it, what’s so horrible about being here? I’ve had the place kid proofed in the last week to the point where I can’t even get into my own cupboards without a hassle.”

“You did what? Why would you do such a thing?”

“Don’t ask the obvious. I expect you and Amber to be here more often in the future and I knew you’d be more comfortable if this place was kid friendly.”

“Don’t you think we’re moving a bit fast here?”

“No I don’t.” She huffed in frustration at my short answer. Now she can see what it feels like.

I didn’t have even an ounce of pity at her plight. Since she likes being so tight lipped I’ve decided to beat her at her own game. As long as the end result was what I wanted, I don’t really care how we get there.

“Any more questions?” When she didn’t have anything else to say I pulled her along with me to my bedroom. Once there I found myself with a dilemma.

I know from my private reports from Alice that Amber usually sleeps for at least two hours in the afternoon, but what if she woke up sooner because she was in a strange place?

Should I lock the door just in case? and what if she awakens here and becomes scared? I have to remember to get one of those monitor things, damn I slept on that one.

In the end I decided to risk it and leave the door open a crack. She started to object but I shushed her. “Shh, she’s going to be out for a while and it feels like forever since I’ve had you.” I covered her lips with mine before she could argue farther.

I walked her backwards towards the bed with our mouths locked together. My hands were already pulling at her clothes when the back of her legs hit the mattress.

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“Undress me.” I held my hands up over my head for her pull my shirt off and then waited as she tackled my pants.

As soon as they hit the floor I laid her back on the bed and spread her thighs wide open. “Fuck, I’m supposed to shave you aren’t I?”

I ran my finger over the stubble of new growth that now covered her pussy. “Later!” I opened her up with my fingertips and admired the pink softness of her pussy.

“You have a beautiful pussy do you know that?” I ran my finger down her slit to her pussy hole and she hummed.

I played with her back and forth until she got wet and her clit came out from its hood. I sucked it into my mouth while easing two fingers into her slowly.

Two hours gives me enough time for a nice slow fuck but no seconds and I planned on taking full advantage.

She wrapped her legs around my head squeezing my ears as I chewed on her clit and finger fucked her hard.

I felt her pussy walls tighten around the fingers that I piston fucked into her. “Squirt for me again baby.”

I found her spot and attacked it viciously over and over until the only sounds in the room were the sloshing sounds her pussy made and her guttural moans of pleasure.

She lifted off the bed and drove her cunt into my mouth. “Oh shit, oh fuck.” Her hips moved wildly and she grabbed at my head digging her nails in.

I tormented her with my tongue and fingers until her sweet juices gushed into my mouth and ran down my face.

I had to squeeze my cock off to keep from cumming at her response. I’ve heard of pussies squirting before but had never experienced it myself.

Not until last night when she’d flooded my stomach and now again. It was a heady feeling knowing that I could do that to her, that I could make her body respond that strongly to me.

My cock was long and hard when I got to my feet. I stroked it as I looked down at her, her eyes half closed as her body still writhing from her orgasm.