tongue swept past her lips, teasing hers, encouraging her to respond. So she did, with all the pent-up passion and desire she’d locked away these past months.
Slowly, through the drugging waves of desire, she felt him turn her around and in the next second, the back of her thighs bumped up against the table. Groaning, Alex broke the kiss.
“I always wanted to do this.”
And with a grin, he leaned in and cleared the table with one sweep of his arm.
The terrible crash of falling plates and dishes made her gasp, even as a giggle filled her throat.
“I can’t wait,” he added at her wide eyes.
Her skin flushed hot.
In one easy movement, he cupped her bottom and lifted her onto the table and they kissed again, this time with Alex jammed hard between her thighs. Dazed and drunk from his kisses, she barely felt him unsnap the buttons of her jeans, but when his fingers grazed inside to caress her warmth on the way down, she groaned, hot, demanding desire filling her limbs, her lungs.
He managed to peel both her jeans and knickers off and she gasped as her naked bottom made contact with the coldtable. Then his hands were on her knees, caressing her skin beneath warm palms. She shivered. “Cold?”
She shook her head and his wolfish grin shot her pulse sky-high. That’s what she remembered, the way that devilish smile transformed his sculptured face into sin. Desire, so often cloaked in caution, now blazed from his azure eyes.
He studied her, watching her every expression, every tiny movement as his hands continued their excruciatingly slow journey upwards. They stroked her thighs, kneading the muscle beneath her hot skin. First outside, tracing every curve, then slowly, sensuously dipping in to the soft flesh of her inner thighs. When her body quivered in response he chuckled, but still she kept her eyes fixed on his, determined not to break first.
He raised one eyebrow, his look frankly seductive. Just try it, her expression said, even as her mouth teased upwards.
Suddenly he fell to his knees, eased her legs apart and the world stopped spinning.
He kissed her inner thigh, his hot breath stirring her curls and eliciting another shiver.
“Relax, Yelena, and enjoy it.”
On trembling arms, she leaned back with a groan and gave herself up to the pleasure of pure sensation.
His mouth, warm and insistent, met the most intimate part of her and she jerked, gasping. She’d craved him before, needed his touch so desperately it had hurt. But now, as his tongue skillfully made love to her, every past desire faded into pale comparison.
“Alex…” She heard her half plea, half beg, but felt no shame. His tongue and mouth teased her into a frenzy, building her up with such ridiculous ease she had to bite down on her lip, to hold on to the climax that swelled so close to the surface.
Just when she thought she was doomed, she felt him ease back, his mouth placing gentle kisses along her inner thigh.
She gritted her teeth, groaning her frustration aloud.
He stroked her thighs, nuzzling his chin against her damp skin. “Come for me, Yelena.”
All she could do was whimper her acquiescence, her mind whirling with a thousand colors and sensations. Yet she was acutely aware of Alex returning to her, of his skillful tongue as it dipped in and out of her core, his stubbled chin creating rough erotic friction as it rubbed against her hot, sensitive nub.
Her most secret scent surrounded Alex, filling every sense and stoking his lust until he could hardly think straight. Her thighs quivered, he felt her body charge with the sweet release even before he heard her small cry of pleasure.
His groin pressed excruciatingly hard against his fly and he gritted his teeth to force it under control, waiting until Yelena climaxed before he freed himself.
She did, loudly, almost triumphantly. Animal satisfaction charged though his veins, a grunt of victory on his lips. With a final kiss to that sweet flesh on her inner thigh, he
Slowly, through the drugging waves of desire, she felt him turn her around and in the next second, the back of her thighs bumped up against the table. Groaning, Alex broke the kiss.
“I always wanted to do this.”
And with a grin, he leaned in and cleared the table with one sweep of his arm.
The terrible crash of falling plates and dishes made her gasp, even as a giggle filled her throat.
“I can’t wait,” he added at her wide eyes.
Her skin flushed hot.
In one easy movement, he cupped her bottom and lifted her onto the table and they kissed again, this time with Alex jammed hard between her thighs. Dazed and drunk from his kisses, she barely felt him unsnap the buttons of her jeans, but when his fingers grazed inside to caress her warmth on the way down, she groaned, hot, demanding desire filling her limbs, her lungs.
He managed to peel both her jeans and knickers off and she gasped as her naked bottom made contact with the coldtable. Then his hands were on her knees, caressing her skin beneath warm palms. She shivered. “Cold?”
She shook her head and his wolfish grin shot her pulse sky-high. That’s what she remembered, the way that devilish smile transformed his sculptured face into sin. Desire, so often cloaked in caution, now blazed from his azure eyes.
He studied her, watching her every expression, every tiny movement as his hands continued their excruciatingly slow journey upwards. They stroked her thighs, kneading the muscle beneath her hot skin. First outside, tracing every curve, then slowly, sensuously dipping in to the soft flesh of her inner thighs. When her body quivered in response he chuckled, but still she kept her eyes fixed on his, determined not to break first.
He raised one eyebrow, his look frankly seductive. Just try it, her expression said, even as her mouth teased upwards.
Suddenly he fell to his knees, eased her legs apart and the world stopped spinning.
He kissed her inner thigh, his hot breath stirring her curls and eliciting another shiver.
“Relax, Yelena, and enjoy it.”
On trembling arms, she leaned back with a groan and gave herself up to the pleasure of pure sensation.
His mouth, warm and insistent, met the most intimate part of her and she jerked, gasping. She’d craved him before, needed his touch so desperately it had hurt. But now, as his tongue skillfully made love to her, every past desire faded into pale comparison.
“Alex…” She heard her half plea, half beg, but felt no shame. His tongue and mouth teased her into a frenzy, building her up with such ridiculous ease she had to bite down on her lip, to hold on to the climax that swelled so close to the surface.
Just when she thought she was doomed, she felt him ease back, his mouth placing gentle kisses along her inner thigh.
She gritted her teeth, groaning her frustration aloud.
He stroked her thighs, nuzzling his chin against her damp skin. “Come for me, Yelena.”
All she could do was whimper her acquiescence, her mind whirling with a thousand colors and sensations. Yet she was acutely aware of Alex returning to her, of his skillful tongue as it dipped in and out of her core, his stubbled chin creating rough erotic friction as it rubbed against her hot, sensitive nub.
Her most secret scent surrounded Alex, filling every sense and stoking his lust until he could hardly think straight. Her thighs quivered, he felt her body charge with the sweet release even before he heard her small cry of pleasure.
His groin pressed excruciatingly hard against his fly and he gritted his teeth to force it under control, waiting until Yelena climaxed before he freed himself.
She did, loudly, almost triumphantly. Animal satisfaction charged though his veins, a grunt of victory on his lips. With a final kiss to that sweet flesh on her inner thigh, he
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