“Alex,” I beg, arching my neck and thrusting my chest upward. I want to cry in sweet relief when he takes the hint and peels my shirt over my head, tossing it somewhere in the abyss beside the bed. He slips a hand around me and unhooks my bra, unwrapping me and sending it with the shirt.
“Yes,” I whimper, then groan when only a single-digit circles my nipple.
“What’s the rush?” His voice is husky with lust and want.
“I want to feel you.” To emphasize my point, I slip a hand between us and cup the bulge in his jeans. His eyes nearly roll back in his head. He drops his face to nuzzle my chest, the strands of his shaggy beard friction against my sensitive skin.
“So feel me.” He thrusts his pelvis against my hand. Empowerment hits like a lightning bolt, and my nimble fingers make quick work of the button and fly on his jeans. Parting the fabric blindly, I dive inside and immediately encounter the silky skin of his hard cock. I circle the width of him, just shy of making my fingers touch, and give a tentative stroke.
“Fuck,” he growls. “That feels good.” He thrusts rhythmically in my hand while letting me explore.
“You know I’ve done this before. You don’t have to take it slow.”
Everything stops as Alex’s thrusts cease. He lifts his head from my chest and opens his eyes to look down at me. He plants an elbow in the bed beside my chest and brushes a strand of hair from my lips.
“You ever make love to a man before? Before all the bad shit happened, did you lose your virginity to a bumbling teenager?”
Embarrassment blazes my cheeks. “No”
A muscle in his jaw clenches.
“Right. S’far as I’m concerned then, this is your first time, and I’m not going to take your virginity like some inconsiderate jackass who gets his while not makin’ sure you get yours.”
He dips closer, his nose nearly touching mine.
“That means, baby, we get to play.”
His smirk is devilish as he uses his elbow in the bed to roll, his other arm latching around to take me with him, and flips us so his back is to the bed and I’m straddling his thighs. He pistons his hips with his heels planted in the mattress, taking us both to the head of the bed. Resting against the pillows, he smirks again, his eyes all bedroom soft before reaching up, palming the back of my head, and pulling me down for a searing kiss. “Play,” he growls against my lips.
I take his hard length in my fist, testing the weight of him before slowly rolling my palm down and back up. I increase my pace, jacking him fast and then slow, twisting my wrist and watching the head take on a deep red hue before loosening my grip.
“Goddamn,” he groans and tips his head into the pillows. His tongue lashes out to lick his bottom lip, leaving a glistening dew.
The ache between my thighs spreads as I watch his growing pleasure, in his face, and the tension in his biceps bunched next to his ears. I bear down to relieve my mounting desire and come up empty in the space between his spread thighs. A moan of frustration slips free.
“Crawl up here, blossom.”
I look up from his hard cock to his face, the burning need stark and demanding, while continuing to stroke.
“Now,” he demands.
I go, mostly because I want to kiss him again, but also because the ache between my thighs is nearing unbearable.
Releasing him, I lower my body until I’m flush against his chest and slide higher to reach his mouth. His hand tightly fists my loose hair, using it to control me as he crushes his lips against mine.
“Up you go.”
I’m momentarily thrown off-kilter as his hands grip beneath my armpits and haul me up and over until I’m straddling his chest. A twinge of embarrassment hits as I realize I’m leaking onto him.
He must notice the look on my face because he rescues me. “Don’t. I like it there. Sex isn’t good if it’s not a little messy. Besides, where you’re going, it’s going to get a whole lot more so.”
Huh?
“Sit on my face, baby. I’ve been dying for a taste.”
Oh.
My heart pounds as I contemplate. Without more than a handful of seconds passing, I slowly make the ascent to his request. If he’s asking for it, it must be okay. This is Alex I’m with, and I’d do just about anything he asked me to do.
But even more than that, I want to. I’m desperate for this connection to him. I’ve experienced once before the pleasurable things he can do to my body, and I know he wouldn’t do anything that didn’t have my satisfaction in mind.
It’s slightly awkward taking to my knees and crawling up and over. His chin tips back, and his eyes track mine as I settle above him. Peering down, I watch the moment all of me comes into his full view. His eyes heat, nostrils flare, and he lets out a puff of warm breath that I feel on my pussy.
“Christ, baby. Don’t hold back now.”
So I don’t. I spread my knees, arch up, and give my man what he wants.
His tongue lashes out before I’ve made full contact. I gasp at the sensation, unlike anything I’ve experienced. A warm, velvety stroke of his tongue along my slit releases any last reservations, and I seat myself the remainder of the way. His hands grip my ass, palms up, holding me to him like a feast as he spears his tongue inside.
“Oh, yes,” I breathe. My hands scramble for purchase as I rock against his wet mouth.
His lips and teeth join the action, nibbling and sucking on my flesh as he brings me higher than I’ve ever been. A hand reaches around my thigh. He presses his thumb tight against my clit and fucks me with his tongue, quickening my pace as I ride him furiously. He shoves it deep inside me, letting out a groan at the same time. The vibrations, coupled with him buried deep, send me careening into orgasmic bliss.
He waits until I float back down, caressing my skin and placing kisses up my thigh.
“Are you ready for me?”
“I’ve been ready,” I reply dreamily and scoot down his hard body, dropping kisses in my wake. When I reach his pectorals, I spend some time feeling the hard bumps of his nipples with my tongue. Alex demonstrates he’s had enough playing by flipping me onto my back and settling between my spread legs.
There’s never been a hotter sight than this big, burly, tattooed man, mostly naked between my thighs, fisting his own thick cock. It brings me back to that day after his shower, watching him do the same in the mirror. This time the action is infinitely hotter, knowing I’m mere moments away from him entering me for the very first time.
This is it. I won’t get this moment back ever again, but I will remember it for the rest of my life.
He leans over me, a forearm to the bed as he lines himself up. We both groan at the first inch. Alex slowly pulls back before plowing forward a bit more, not enough and everything all at once.
“Kiss me,” I plead as he fills me up. I wrap my legs around his hips to pull him closer.
He obliges, his tongue pressing skillfully into my mouth at the exact moment he drives himself home.
“Fuck you feel good,” he growls against my lips. He pulls out and pushes back in before setting up a steady rhythm.
“Faster, please.”
“Baby, no,” he grunts through clenched teeth, and I can tell he’s barely maintaining control.
Fuck control. I want him to let go.