Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,250

muscles in his arm showing every perfectly molded detail. I wasn’t sure how much longer I’d be able to resist, but trying was half the fun, I realized.

We both sat back on the couch, opposite ends and facing each other. Leo left one foot on the floor and I had both my feet on the couch in front of me. His hand never left his dick as he watched me. I tilted my hips up, feeling myself clench with want. Slowly I opened up my knees, letting myself spread out before him, giving him a perfect view of my pink, wet pussy.

“Oh, my god,” he moaned.

I slid my finger over my soaked walls, up and around the hard nib of my clit. I kept my finger there, dancing in circles as my breath became shallower. I moved my body down a little further on the couch. Leo watched as my fingers moved down one side of my pussy and back up the other. He swallowed hard, his eyes laser focused on my every movement. My finger traced the edge of my opening, dipping the very tip of my finger in. His hand stopped moving, and so did I.

“If you stop, I stop,” I said.

He looked at me, and his hand started again, pulling on his enormous dick. His eyes were dark as he looked at me, and for a moment, his eyes closed and his head fell back, his hand moving up and down, up and down on his long, glorious dick.

“I didn’t stop,” he said. “Open your legs more. Show me.”

I did as he asked, spreading them wider, feeling no shame at being so exposed in front of him. His chest rose and fell in deep breaths, his desire for me making me even wetter than I thought possible. I teased myself, my fingers circling my hole, feeling myself clench, wanting to be filled with anything for the moment. I slowly dipped my finger in, as if testing the waters. Leo’s mouth fell open a little wider. I pulled my finger out, pumped it a few times in myself before going back in again, soaking my finger to the knuckle. Pulling it out again, I added a finger, opening myself up more as they went in. I let out a moan, biting my lip. My fingers went back in and out, pausing only to circle the hard, desperate nub of my clit, spreading my juices all over it.

“God, I want my mouth right where your hand is,” he said. “I want you to fuck my face, Sophie. Come over here and fuck my face.”

That did it for me. I was crawling across the couch toward him, his eyes so hungry on me. I stopped only to bend down and lick the full length of his cock, and the groan he let out was a near scream for mercy. I put one knee to the side of him, against the inside of the couch, and my other leg I pulled up and rested on the arm of the couch behind his head. My aching pussy was right in his face, and he took my ass in his hands and brought me to his mouth.

He gave a long, deliberate lick across the full length of my sex, groaning as he went. He let his tongue circle my clit and the cries escaped me. I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I held on to the back of the couch and pushed my hips into his face, his groaning urging me on. His tongue reached inside me, going so deep, moving so far inside me. I saw nothing but the blackness behind my eyes. Everything on my body was numb except the feeling of his mouth on me—all the blood in my body went straight for my most sensitive part. Leo lapped up my considerable juices as if it were the most delectable treat in the world. When he sucked on my clit, I thought the world might explode. My stomach clenched in as my hips went closer to his face. I held on to the top of his head, his dark hair clenched in my hand. I groaned and screamed with zero inhibition as he continued to work me, bringing me so much closer with every lick, every pull, every groan from his own throat. I was falling quickly over the edge and I held tight, my head tipping back as my hips bucked onto his face, his mouth, his