been attracted to Alex. Always. For as long as she could remember. But
it was his fierce determination and his dominating personality that drew her to
him. The man kissing her senseless, his large hand pressed against her back,
holding her to him, was the one she ached for in the dark of night.
Her body was on
fire, and no amount of water was going to douse the flame that he had lit
inside of her. Ashleigh could feel his erection, solid and firm between her
legs, and she wanted to feel him inside of her. She wanted the hard length of
him filling her, wanted him to be lost in the same tumultuous feelings she was.
The need was so
fierce, so hot, she didn’t know if her body could contain it all before she
broke apart.
“I need to taste
you.” Alex said when he broke the kiss.
She was game.
“I’m afraid I
can’t be gentle.” His words sounded as though they were torn from somewhere
deep inside him.
“I don’t want
gentle. I won’t break.” She told him, once again pulling his mouth down on
hers.
As he used his
tongue to expertly rob her of all common sense, Ashleigh reached behind her and
released the string that tied her bikini top behind her neck. The small pink
fabric easily dropped, freeing her breasts to the cool air and Alex’s
penetrating gaze.
“Lean back.” He
instructed, pulling his mouth from hers.
Ashleigh did as
she was told, leaning back with nothing behind her except water, gripping his
hips with her thighs and his forearms with her hands to keep her from going
under. She was floating, literally, but emotionally she was soaring.
This
conflagration that had ignited in her blood was foreign, yet addictive, and she
couldn’t seem to get enough. She wanted Alex to touch her, to ground her in the
moment, but he seemed content to just look at her and that penetrating gaze of
his was unsettling.
The air caressed
her breasts, sending cool chills over her skin. But when Alex latched onto a
nipple, heating it with his mouth, her body began to tremble from the inside
out.
“I’ve waited ten
fucking years for this, Ashleigh.” Alex’s gruff tone sent shards of pleasure
ripping through her as he plumped her breasts with his hands as he licked the
pebbled tips.
“Alex. Please.
It’s not enough.” And it wasn’t nearly enough. She’d never been this worked up;
her body had never throbbed in various places at the same time.
“What do you
want me to do to you, Ashleigh?”
Was that a trick
question? She wanted him to do everything to her. Over and over again
until she didn’t know her own name.
But she wanted
to touch him too. She wanted to taste him. That’s something she didn’t have any
experience with. She almost did, but Alex had turned her away that night.
Forcing the depressing
thoughts away before they took hold, Ashleigh pulled herself up into his arms
once again. Lifting her right breast, she held it closer to his mouth.
“Lick me.” She
ordered him, feeling oddly empowered and more sexually aggressive than she ever
imagined. She wanted him to lose control, and in order to do that, she had to
push her own limits.
When his tongue
snaked out and swirled around her puckered nipple, Ashleigh watched in awe.
There was something to be said about watching because it definitely stimulated
certain areas of the brain. The same areas that controlled her orgasm if she
had to guess since she felt the tingling start to intensify.
“Suck me.” And
boy did he. “Alex!” She screamed his name; the pain ricocheted from her nipple
to her clit and back again, setting off mini detonations along the way.
She wasn’t ready
to come yet. Not until she got to play with him some more. And not until he was
inside her.
Gripping his
head in her hands, she held him to her breast before pulling him away easily.
“I want to taste you. I want to feel you in my mouth.”
“God, woman.”
Alex was breathing hard, his chest heaving. “You’re going to be the death of
me.”
Yeah, well... if
that
it was his fierce determination and his dominating personality that drew her to
him. The man kissing her senseless, his large hand pressed against her back,
holding her to him, was the one she ached for in the dark of night.
Her body was on
fire, and no amount of water was going to douse the flame that he had lit
inside of her. Ashleigh could feel his erection, solid and firm between her
legs, and she wanted to feel him inside of her. She wanted the hard length of
him filling her, wanted him to be lost in the same tumultuous feelings she was.
The need was so
fierce, so hot, she didn’t know if her body could contain it all before she
broke apart.
“I need to taste
you.” Alex said when he broke the kiss.
She was game.
“I’m afraid I
can’t be gentle.” His words sounded as though they were torn from somewhere
deep inside him.
“I don’t want
gentle. I won’t break.” She told him, once again pulling his mouth down on
hers.
As he used his
tongue to expertly rob her of all common sense, Ashleigh reached behind her and
released the string that tied her bikini top behind her neck. The small pink
fabric easily dropped, freeing her breasts to the cool air and Alex’s
penetrating gaze.
“Lean back.” He
instructed, pulling his mouth from hers.
Ashleigh did as
she was told, leaning back with nothing behind her except water, gripping his
hips with her thighs and his forearms with her hands to keep her from going
under. She was floating, literally, but emotionally she was soaring.
This
conflagration that had ignited in her blood was foreign, yet addictive, and she
couldn’t seem to get enough. She wanted Alex to touch her, to ground her in the
moment, but he seemed content to just look at her and that penetrating gaze of
his was unsettling.
The air caressed
her breasts, sending cool chills over her skin. But when Alex latched onto a
nipple, heating it with his mouth, her body began to tremble from the inside
out.
“I’ve waited ten
fucking years for this, Ashleigh.” Alex’s gruff tone sent shards of pleasure
ripping through her as he plumped her breasts with his hands as he licked the
pebbled tips.
“Alex. Please.
It’s not enough.” And it wasn’t nearly enough. She’d never been this worked up;
her body had never throbbed in various places at the same time.
“What do you
want me to do to you, Ashleigh?”
Was that a trick
question? She wanted him to do everything to her. Over and over again
until she didn’t know her own name.
But she wanted
to touch him too. She wanted to taste him. That’s something she didn’t have any
experience with. She almost did, but Alex had turned her away that night.
Forcing the depressing
thoughts away before they took hold, Ashleigh pulled herself up into his arms
once again. Lifting her right breast, she held it closer to his mouth.
“Lick me.” She
ordered him, feeling oddly empowered and more sexually aggressive than she ever
imagined. She wanted him to lose control, and in order to do that, she had to
push her own limits.
When his tongue
snaked out and swirled around her puckered nipple, Ashleigh watched in awe.
There was something to be said about watching because it definitely stimulated
certain areas of the brain. The same areas that controlled her orgasm if she
had to guess since she felt the tingling start to intensify.
“Suck me.” And
boy did he. “Alex!” She screamed his name; the pain ricocheted from her nipple
to her clit and back again, setting off mini detonations along the way.
She wasn’t ready
to come yet. Not until she got to play with him some more. And not until he was
inside her.
Gripping his
head in her hands, she held him to her breast before pulling him away easily.
“I want to taste you. I want to feel you in my mouth.”
“God, woman.”
Alex was breathing hard, his chest heaving. “You’re going to be the death of
me.”
Yeah, well... if
that
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