‘Then no. I can’t think of anything better than getting naked with you then,’ I said as I snaked my arms around his neck.
He pulled my tank top over my head and tossed it onto the floor before dropping to his knees and pulling off my skinny jeans. I helped him by kicking them off my feet . Then his hands moved to my panties.
‘Don’t ...’ I started to say but he’d already torn them off me. He tossed them over his shoulder with a wicked glint in his eye.
‘You have a very perverse aversion to panties,’ I told him.
He moved his head to my neck and began nuzzling my tender skin. ‘No. I have an aversion to you wearing panties, Alana,’ he mumbled against me. I wrapped my hands back around him and then I heard him unbuckling his belt. I shivered in anticipation and he looked at me, his forehead furrowed into a frown. ‘You want to feel my belt on your ass, princess?’ he growled.
‘Maybe,’ I sucked in a breath. ‘I don’t know.’
‘Why maybe? Are you worried about the noise? Because no-one will hear over the sound of the engines.’
‘Not just the noise.’
‘Oh?’ he said softly as he ran a hand over my ass. ‘You’re worried I’m going to punish you?’
‘Yes,’ I panted as his hand slipped between my thighs and through my wet folds.
‘But you know my bed isn’t for punishment, Alana. And I already told you I’m not going to punish you for running away, didn’t I?’
‘Yes. But why?’
‘Why what?’ he breathed against my ear as he slipped a finger inside me.
I shivered at the combination of his breath skittering softly over the delicate skin of my neck as his finger pressed against my walls. ‘Why aren’t you going to punish me?’ I panted.
He lifted his head and looked into my eyes. ‘Because we’ve both been through a lot in these past twenty-four hours. I don’t want any more distance between us, princess.’
I bit on my lip and nodded.
‘Do you want to be punished?’ he asked as he added a second finger to my channel. I held onto his forearm, feeling the muscles flexing as he worked me and I groaned out loud.
‘I just want us to be okay,’ I breathed.
He brushed his lips over mine while he continued slowly finger fucking me. ‘We are okay, princess. I don’t want to punish you, but I’m not sure you won’t think that I am anyway, so we’ll save the belt for another time. Okay?’
‘Okay.’
‘Now, get your ass onto that bed,’ he growled in my ear as he slid his fingers out of my slick channel.
I sat down and crawled back on the bed on my elbows as I watched him undress. Sliding his shirt over his muscular shoulders and forearms and letting it drop to the floor. I watched as all of his finely toned muscles flexed with every movement and felt a rush of cream as I pictured him holding himself over me in a few moments time. Licking my lips, I thought about how those muscles in his body would completely overpower me, and how easily I would let them, because I craved him being in control.
He slid his suit pants and boxer shorts down his thick thighs and kicked them off. When he stood back up, I couldn’t keep my eyes off his huge stiff cock as it glistened with his arousal.
‘You are so damn hot,’ I said as I bit on my lip.
He laughed softly as he crawled over me. ‘If I’m hot, princess, then you are fire.’
He bent his head and sucked one of my pebbled nipples into his mouth as he gently kneaded my other breast and I moaned out loud. Then his head was moving southwards as he kissed and nibbled his way down my stomach until he reached my thighs. He kissed each of my inner thighs in turn, right by where I wanted his mouth. I pushed my hips upwards and he smiled against my skin.
‘I can smell how much you’re creaming for me already, princess, and it’s making me so fucking hard I could come right now,’ he growled.
‘Alex, please?’ I begged him.
‘Tell me what you want, Alana,’ he said softly as he continued planting soft kisses all around my pussy but deliberately avoiding the spots where I wanted him most.
‘I want you to make me come,’ I gasped.