H is for Hawk (Men of ALPHAbet Mountain)

“Is this real?” he asked.

I nodded. “It is.”

“They actually found Kim?”

“She didn’t even hesitate. She said you are the only person she trusted to take care of Rose.”

He laughed again and scooped me into another hug. When he pulled back, his mouth crushed down on mine in a kiss. At first, it seemed like just a sign of gratitude. He was so full of emotion he was almost bursting and wanted to show me.

But the second kiss was all about us. It was instantly passionate, and as it got deeper, his hands went to my dress. He started guiding me through the house toward his bedroom, our mouths parting only long enough for us to toss aside each other’s clothes before we tumbled into his bed.

I fell back into his pillows, scooting back as he climbed onto the bed, peppering kisses up my leg, starting at my ankle and stopping just at the crux of my thigh and core. I moaned as his tongue slid out and swept across my lips, separating them so he could stroke it through my folds. I shook in anticipation and ecstasy as his hands wrapped around my hips and held me down so he could lick me.

One hand dove into his hair as he gently nudged my clit with his tongue and slid one finger inside me. He brushed the upper wall of my pussy, and my breath hitched. I felt an incredible, sudden orgasm sweep over me almost instantly at his touch, and my thighs clasped over his ears as my toes curled, and I cried out softly.

Gently, he lowered my arching body back down to the bed and began kissing up my stomach to my breasts, parting my thighs farther as he crawled between them. My breath was shallow in my chest as I waited for him, but he took his time, his tongue sliding circles around my nipples and his strong, powerful hands positioning my hips.

The head of his cock slid through my folds, and I thought I might scream. My body was so sensitive, so reactive to his touch that I felt like it was convulsing and on the edge of climax constantly. I needed him inside me, to fill me and fulfill me. As he widened his stance on his knees, he pushed his cock down to my entrance, and I tried to prepare myself. Then, he plunged inside.

I was soaking wet, but my pussy was tight. His cock was massive and thick, and I cried out in a combination of fullness and pleasure. He held himself inside me, waiting for me to adjust, and when I did, he rocked softly into me again. The motion of his warm, throbbing cock inside me made me spill over into another mighty orgasm, and my eyes rolled back as he began to thrust harder, faster into me.

Soon, our bodies were a tangled mess of sweat and lips and motion. He pulled me on top of him and sat with his back against the wall, and I got a flash of a moment in his car from years before. The dreams I’d had in the days since flew past me, and I reveled in the satisfaction of them coming true. Only it was better than that. It was better than every fantasy I’d had in the days between our bodies last coming together like this.

I rode him, his hands on my ass to guide me, until I felt like he was nearing a climax of his own. My breasts brushed his mouth with each bounce, and suddenly he took one in his lips and pitched forward, flinging me to my back on the mattress with a giggle. That giggle turned to a moan as he pounded into me with an intensity I had never felt before.

Hawk’s groans grew louder and more intense with each thrust, and I clawed at his back with my nails. I wanted to feel him come. I wanted to know that our bodies had reached that climax together, because of each other. In that way he would claim me, and I would claim him.

“Come for me,” I whispered hoarsely in his ear as he slammed his hips into mine, his cock throbbing in my pussy.

He roared as he sped up even faster, thrusting even harder, and I felt myself lose grip with reality and time. Suddenly, he exploded into me, and I came with him, our bodies convulsing and vibrating together as we rode the wave of an incredible, earth-shattering orgasm. He collapsed into me as my body milked him, and when he was empty, he slid off. I curled into his chest, and his arm wrapped around me, gloriously, happily naked in the cool night air.

We lay there for some time, his fingers tracing shapes on my shoulder. I could have lived in that moment forever. It was perfect.