“That’s not what I asked,” I said and caught her lips with mine again. “I asked when was the last time you’ve been satisfied?”
She looked at me with such a look of incredulity. “You’re not on the dating scene much, are you?”
I smirked at her. “I doubt our experiences would be very similar if I were,” I said, and she chuckled.
“Well,” she said and pressed her body more against mine, “I can tell you that the number of guys I’ve met who were interested in ‘satisfying’ me is less than zero. Most guys are more interested in getting theirs and getting gone.”
It was appalling how casual she sounded. “You haven’t ever been with a man, then,” I said. “You’ve been with boys.”
“I’ve dated a few guys who were older than me,” she said, tipping her head a bit in an almost challenging gesture. “They weren’t much different.”
“Age doesn’t make a boy into a man,” I said and leaned in to skim her neck with my nose. And then my lips. “Actions make a man, and any man worth his salt knows how to treat a woman in bed.”
Alex bit at her lip. “Show me,” she breathed out.
My smile was dangerous. “Gladly.”
While I kissed her lovely throat, pulling out soft, pleading noises from her that made my head spin and my pants feel tight, I found the zip on her bridesmaid’s dress and tugged it down. The strapless dress fell into an emerald green puddle at her feet. My mouth watered. Alex hadn’t been wearing a bra, so she was left standing in the tiniest pair of black panties I’d ever seen.
She wrenched back with a little squeak of surprise, and I could tell that she was fighting her instinct to cover up. “You’re sure you want to do this?” I asked, giving her a little bit of space. “I promise I won’t be offended if you changed your mind.”
Alex shook her head. “I haven’t changed my mind,” she said. “You just...” She took a step toward the bed, not to run away, but to beckon me further. I followed because her eyes were practically begging me to. “You’re looking at me like I’m something you want to eat.”
A rumble shook free of my chest. “You are, Alex.”
She jolted when the backs of her knees hit the edge of the bed, and I put my hands on her shoulders and gave her a little push, delighting in the little yelp of surprise and the way her breasts bounced as she landed. I sank to my knees on the carpet so that she lay out before me like an offering on an altar.
I reached out and hooked my fingers into the band of her panties and tugged them down her thighs, leaving her completely bare before me. Her brown eyes were wide, and she drew her bottom lip between her teeth. I reached up and brushed her mouth with my thumb, easing her lip out before she could do any serious damage. She shuddered as I soothed the bitten flesh with my thumb. “Just relax,” I coaxed. “Let me make you feel good.”
I ran my hand down her neck, over her collarbone, and down her sternum, not missing how her back arched into my touch or the needy whine when I didn’t touch her breasts. Instead, I skimmed my fingers down over her belly. Her muscles twitched under the feather-light touches, and I had to bite back a groan when she twitched and opened her thighs a fraction.
I replaced my fingers with my mouth, leaving soft kisses along her belly, her hips, and her thighs until Alex was gasping with every touch. I used my shoulders to open her up even more, and something akin to a purr came from my throat. I could see her glistening in the weak light of the bedside table’s lamp. “Oh,baby,” I cooed. “You’re already so wet for me.”
Alex shivered. “I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on before,” she admitted.
I groaned at that and did what I’d wanted to do since she’d asked me to meet her upstairs. I buried my face between her legs and tasted her. Alex bucked against me, moaning. I circled her clit with my tongue before I gently wrapped my lips around it. Her fingers twined in my hair, holding me against her.As if I’d go anywhere,I thought and gently sucked at the sensitive nub. Her thighs clenched tightly around my head. “You can fuck me,” she panted. “I want you to.”
I pulled back enough so that I could look up at her face. “We’ll get to that, maybe,” I said, “but I’m in no rush.”
Alex looked incredulous. “I’ve...” She shook her head. “You’re happy to just do that?”
I nipped at her thigh. “I told you I wanted to make you feel good,” I said. “Am I?” She nodded. “Okay, then. Can I continue?”
Alex nodded, and I lowered my face again. I pressed my tongue into her, lapping at her wetness, sipping straight from the source. I circled her clit with my thumb, applying just enough pressure as I fucked her with my tongue.
I hooked one of her legs over my shoulder, and her heel dug into my back and slid against my shirt as she tried to hold me closer. Her hips chased the sensations I was giving her.Sweet girl, I thought as I drove her on with my fingers and tongue. Her moans were pitched higher now. “That’s it,” I murmured against her as I hooked my fingers upward against that sweet spot inside her that made her keen. “Ride my face, baby. Take what you need.”
“Jake,” she cried out, and her inner muscles spasmed around my fingers. For a moment, her body locked tight, and then everything went loose, and she practically howled as she came.
I gave her a moment to breathe and then began lapping at her again. “One more time, baby. You can do it one more time, right?” Alex called out her pleasure to the ceiling as I drove her over the edge again.
“Now,” she pleaded, tugging at me. “Now, I need you inside menow.”
I could have stayed on my knees, pleasuring her, for hours, but I let her drag me up so that I was hovering over her body. Her fingers tugged at the buttons on my shirt, and I pulled it off over my head as soon as it was loose enough. When her hands reached for the button on my slacks, however, I had to grab her hands. “Wait,” I said. “Wait, wait, we need a condom, baby.”
Alex flushed a bright red. “I have one in my purse,” she said, pointing at the small bag on the nightstand that was the same color as her bridesmaid’s dress.
I kissed her, licking into her mouth, letting her taste herself on my tongue before I got up, dug the foil wrapper from her bag, and without finesse, shed the rest of my suit. I smirked at her wide-eyed stare as she dragged her gaze down over my abs, over the V of my hips, and over my cock. I opened the condom and slid it over my length, stroking myself as I did so. “I haven’t even touched you,” Alex said. “You’re already so hard.”