She was pulling at his hair, trying to make him stop.
But he didn’t want to stop. He wanted her to come against his mouth, wanted to feel her body shake with pleasures, wanted her to drip for him.
He licked faster, alternating between sucking and lapping, covering her clit with the pad of his tongue while he fucked her with his fingers.
“Oh god…”
He felt her hover on the precipice of her orgasm, felt it in the way her thighs tightened on either side of his head, the way she tried not to move, wanting to prolong the moment before she tumbled over the edge.
She cried out into the room, grinding her hips against his mouth as she came, her channel clamping down on his fingers. Her body was wracked with the force of her release, her hips rising off the bed to meet his mouth as he continued to work her pussy, covering her from labia to clit, wanting to lick every last drop as she let go for him.
He waited for her muscles to relax, then kissed the insides of her thighs before rising to his knees.
She looked at him through hooded eyes. “It’s time for you to fuck me, Nick Murphy.”
She didn’t have to tell him twice. He glanced around the bedroom. He didn’t have pockets in his shorts, hadn’t thought about protection.
“Condom?” he choked out.
“Nightstand.”
He found the foil packet, unrolled it onto his shaft, and positioned the head of his cock at her entrance.
She opened her legs wider, an invitation he couldn’t ignore, and he drove into her hard and fast, groaning as he came up against the barrier of her cervix.
He buried his face in her neck. “Fuck, Alexa…”
He forced himself to pull out, anticipating the pleasure of sinking into her again, of pushing through her slick, swollen channel.
She wrapped her legs around his hips and lifted her hips to meet him on the thrust, her nails digging into his back.
Their bodies were made for each other, his hips fitted perfectly between her velvety thighs, their movements synchronized as he drove into her, dragging himself out, pushing into her again and again.
The pressure built in the head of his cock, a demand for release that wouldn’t be denied much longer. He reached between their bodies and circled her clit with his thumb as he continued to stroke into her.
She gasped and moved faster, grabbing onto his back so hard he had to bite back a groan of pleasure tinged with pain.
“Come with me, Alexa.”
He drove harder, pushing the limit of what her body could accept, wanting more than to be inside her, wanting to become part of her.
She let loose a low moan that undid the last vestiges of his control and he tipped over into the same abyss, both of them falling into the light together. Her pussy tightened, locking down on his shaft, forcing him to push through to the heaven at her core as he came.
He didn’t want it to end and he continued to move inside her, letting her milk him of every drop until they were both limp and breathless, Nick propped up on his arms so he wouldn’t hurt her.
She stroked his back as he kissed her neck, working his way to her mouth.
“Alexa… Alexa…” he murmured against her lips. “What have you done to me?”
But he already knew the answer: she’d fucked him into oblivion — in more ways than one.
16
Alexa opened her eyes, Nick’s chest rising and falling under her cheek, his heartbeat a lullaby in her ear. She didn’t remember falling asleep. There was the hurricane that had been their lovemaking and Nick’s lips on hers and his arms around her as he’d pulled her into his arms and then… nothing.
She had no idea what time it was but the bedroom was still dark, no light creeping in from around the edges of the shades on her bedroom windows.
She didn’t want to move, didn’t want this moment — the moment when she could bask in Nick’s adoration, in the memory of him inside her without thinking about the future, about what she’d done and what it would mean — to end.