Lured into Love (Blossom in Winter #2) - Melanie Martins Page 0,19
body like yours,” I tease, licking my lips.
He chuckles in return, but doesn’t say a word. Then he straddles me, my legs between his knees and my eyes inches from his striking abs. He reaches down, takes my hand, and presses it against his pec. A loud gasp parts my lips at the touch of his warm skin. I missed absolutely everything about him, and after so many months in a coma, this feels just like my first time seeing and touching him. He guides my fingers over his chest, and the sensation of his skin, his energy, his warmth deepens my breath, which becomes loud and ragged. Then he brings my fingers down to his abs, and my mouth remains wide open to breathe. “You like it, huh?” I think that’s a question, but I’m too high to reply. My gaze follows my fingers tracing all the way down to his pelvis, and a little gasp escapes me once he guides my fingers to wrap around his length. “You have no idea how much I missed this…” he says just above a whisper.
Keeping my hand around his cock, I start stroking him from the tip to the base. First slowly enough, before increasing the pressure as he likes it. Then my other hand moves under him and starts gently cupping his balls and playing with them. Little grunts of pleasure come from his mouth, and he leans forward, holding himself against the headboard. His length becomes hard as granite, and a small drop of precum emerges from the tip. A rush of dopamine takes over me at the sight of it, and without waiting any further, I start licking and sucking the head, before moving to the sensitive underside of his cock, where I place wet kisses with my tongue. “Fuck…” he breathes out.
Heat bursts through me at his growing arousal, and, determined to give him as much pleasure as he gave me, I take him deeper into my mouth, going as far I can until the tip of his cock nudges my throat and I withdraw a bit. Alex grabs the back of my head, entwining his fingers in my hair, and gently starts moving me back and forth to follow his rhythm. But anytime he thrusts his hips, he hits the back of my throat, causing my eyes to water. “Oh, yeah…” I hear him groaning in satisfaction as he keeps going. “Just like that…” Then sloppy sounds start erupting from my mouth while my tongue keeps licking the shaft, already soaked with saliva. There is something extremely satisfying about pleasing him like this. It reminds me of when I was on my knees by the fireplace and I sucked him until I was sore.
I look up at him, meeting his gaze filled with lust, before his head tilts back and his lips part to growl. I shut my eyes when they become too blurred to see, and let myself revel in his guttural sounds. I keep sucking him with more insistence and enthusiasm, and little moans vibrate in my throat at the throbbing sensation of his cock. Losing himself in the heat of the moment, he forces his cock all the way down, filling my mouth completely, then Alex holds me there, long enough that I start to gasp for air. He retracts a bit before thrusting in and out again, his cadence increasing faster and faster as he approaches his climax. “Fuck yeah…” I can feel my saliva dripping down my chin and my jaw starting to ache. As I hear him grunting, he starts pulsating intently, and I can taste hot cum pumping inside my mouth. “Keep sucking…” I follow his command and remain focused on sliding up and down, his shaft getting wet from his cum. Once I realize he’s done, I pause for a moment and swallow all at once. His breath is shallow and quick, and it seems like he’s exhausted. His cock leaves my mouth as he bends forward to catch his breath, his forearms resting on the headboard. “Jeez…” he blurts out. “I really missed that.”
A quick chuckle rolls off my lips at his comment. But my attention remains lower—his new position gives me a better angle to his balls, waiting for me to take them. I trace a line of wet kisses from his shaft all the way down to his sack. There I hold it in my hand and start licking and sucking a ball before putting