Alex rolled me onto my stomach. I raised my ass, waiting for him to slam into my pussy from behind. Instead, he hopped onto the bed feetfirst, then spread my legs and positioned himself under my pussy.
“Suck me,” he commanded.
I shifted to the side and ran my tongue along his shaft. I gasped as a jolt of pleasure shot through me. Alex had gripped my hips with his hand and pulled me down so his tongue could flick across my folds and clit.
I bobbed up and down on his cock, savoring it, licking it, tasting it, as his tongue darted in and out of my folds and slid across my clit. The position almost tricked my brain into thinking sucking on him was working on me directly. The heat grew in my center quickly, and I moaned around his dick.
Alex’s hips began to match my movements, driving his cock deeper into my throat. I sucked so hard that more than a few loud pops
mixed with my own moans. His tongue continued teasing and pushing into me. My pussy was soaked now, and I wondered if I was dripping on him.
He yanked me down and buried his face completely in my drenched pussy, sucking with his mouth and probing and exploring with his tongue. It was now hard for me to move my head too far back, so instead of taking him in all the way, I worked on caressing the outside of his hard manhood with my tongue.
Blast after blast of pleasure spread from my center, my muscles inside twitching and eager. I just finished running my tongue from the tip to base of his cock when an orgasm blasted through me. I cried out, shuddering, the pleasure ricocheting through me. My muscles contracted and sought a cock that wasn’t there.
A sudden coolness challenged the warmth of my center, and Alex’s stiff dick was no longer near my mouth. My brain finally caught up, and I realized he’d he rolled away and was now standing at the edge of the bed, the sheen of sweat on his body highlighting the tattoos on his muscles and arms.
He yanked open his nightstand and pulled out a condom. He ripped the wrapper open and pulled the latex over his throbbing cock. I lay there, transfixed by the sight, my center aching for him to be inside me.
I yelped as he scooped me up again. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist and wrapped my arms around his neck as he walked to me a wall and rested my back against it.
Alex grunted and shoved into me. I cried out, his entry shooting through me like lightning.
Still standing and holding me with my back to the wall, Alex pulled out and shoved back in. I’d never been fucked like this before.
The connection between us and the passion and hunger in Alex’s eyes almost overwhelmed me. I closed my eyes, eager for another climax.
He hammered into me without any buildup. Each thrust pulled a loud moan from me. I held on, tightening my legs and arms even more. That only made him push into me harder.
Again and again, Alex slammed into me, sending a glorious jolt that shot through my entire body. Another orgasm already threatened to explode through me, but I tried to hold back, eager to share it with him.
The slap of our skin together mixed with my moans and Alex’s grunts.
This was not making love. There was no sweetness behind this, but pure lust, a lust that’d been bottled up between us while I’d let my insecurities almost destroy us.
“Almost,” I panted.
Alex didn’t say anything. My eyes fluttered open, and the look of desire on his face almost made me come right there. My breathing turned ragged.
He pulled back and started thrusting into me using long, deep strokes. I closed my eyes again, and I wasn’t sure how much time passed before another climax ripped from my center.
This time, my eager muscles gripped Alex’s cock inside me. His cock swelled, and he came with a loud grunt.
Alex stood for a long moment, his breathing slowing, still holding me against the wall. He finally moved back to the bed. I untangled, and he gently set me on the bed. Red spots marked where my arms and legs had held on to him.
“I hope I won’t leave any bruises,” I said.
Alex dropped down beside me. “Don’t care if you did. It was worth it.”
Chapter 38
Alex
Music surrounded me, tinny and distant yet familiar. Very familiar.
My eyes snapped open, and I realized I’d been dreaming and a cell phone had cut through to wake me up.
I stifled a yawn and pulled away from the beautiful, dark-haired woman lying beside me. Waking up next to Aspyn was like delicious torture, if only because I wasn’t waking up every morning beside her. There was a reason, after all, that I had such a large bed, and it wasn’t only because I needed the space for sex.