Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,372

he tied my hands, when he turned cold and methodical. When I met his stare, all doubt fled. His jaw was clenched tight and the muscle there pulsed. He stood rock still watching me, uneven breath lifting his chest. The ridges of his cock were outlined in the straining thin material of his lounge pants.

He vibrated with barely contained control, and that’s when I knew.

He wanted me as much as I wanted him—maybe more, if such a thing was possible. His nostrils flared and his body thrummed like a coiled wire full of electricity.

I walked to the expanse of windows and looked out. We were high enough and far away from any other building so that no one would get a show. No one except Madden.

I reached up as high as I could and laid my palms against the cool glass. Then I took two small steps outward and spread my legs enough so that he could get to the place where I craved his touch. I knew the inside of my thighs were slick, I could feel it.

His growl echoed in the room.

Then he was right behind me and somehow he’d taken off his bottoms in those few steps. He reached up and trailed his fingers over the back of my hand, down my arms and then down my sides. I shivered at the rush of goose bumps.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he said, pressing his lips against my ear. “Those noises you make in the back of your throat when I do this…” he moved away from my ear, leaned down and ran his tongue along my spine, then nipped the skin right above my butt. “ Or when I do this…” he slid his hand up the inside of my thigh and brushed over the swollen folds between my legs; I moaned long and low and arched my ass higher, “drive me fucking insane.”

I let my head fall back, felt the tips of my hair brush my overly sensitive skin. “God,” I said between breaths. “I can’t take any more waiting.”

Madden surged upright and wrapped one arm around my waist, holding me securely against his body. He drove his fingers into me and I jerked, then moaned loudly. He was relentless, pounding them in and out, while I was helpless to do anything but feel the tension building like an inferno.

My head dropped back onto his shoulder and he pressed his cheek against mine. “Fall apart, Skylar. I’ve got you.” I don’t know if it was his words or what he was doing to my body, but it was all I needed. I crashed over the edge, clenching at his fingers while I burst apart inside.

“Madden.” His name ripped from my chest, rasping against the soreness in my throat. I gasped for air, sucking in quick breaths between the fissures of pleasure that would not stop. When they started to recede, I turned in his arms and dropped my hand between. He felt like velvet covered steel when I wrapped my fingers around him.

He gripped my shoulders and rocked his hips into my grip. He had taken care of me so well last night that I wanted to do something for him. Something that he had yet to ask for but that I could give him. I looked up and caught his gaze then sank down to my knees.

His eyes widened a fraction and a groan rumbled in his chest when I leaned forward and took him into my mouth. I slid my tongue over the hard ridges of his cock, moving him slowly in and out while getting used to the sheer size of him.

I felt his hands move to the back of my head and slide into my hair. He tightened his fingers gently and I stopped moving and allowed him to slide himself in and out of my mouth. Madden growled. I swirled my tongue in circles, flattening it just under the head of his cock. His legs shook and I ran my hands up the back of his thighs, until I could dig my nails into his ass.

“Fuck. Skylar. So good.” He increased his thrusts but let my hair go so that I could move freely. I looked up and saw that he had braced his hands on the window and his head hung down between his arms. His breathing was fast, labored and the muscles in his stomach jumped and tightened every time he moved his hips.

He grew harder and I