Stoking the Fire (Salus Security #1) - Teodora Kostova Page 0,76

hard it’s painful.

Stumbling back, we somehow manage to open the door and get inside in a frenzy of tongues, lips, hands, and wet clothes. With a bang, the door shuts behind us, Alec pressing me against the wall. My body thrums with need, my mind empty of everything but the feel of Alec’s big, strong body against mine.

As if sensing what I need, he spins me around, covering my body with his from behind.

“Is that what you want?” he growls in my ear. “Like that?” He squeezes an ass cheek, then smacks it, the sound loud and wet in the silence of the room.

“Yes.” I moan the word out, too far gone to care how needy I sound. “Yes… Please, Alec. Like… before.”

I hear the low growl, feel it vibrating against my back. Arching into him, I wiggle my ass into his crotch, needing him to fuck me already. Fuck foreplay; I want that big dick inside me right fucking now.

Alec bites my nape, then licks the spot. “Lube,” he murmurs in my ear.

“Fuck… the… lube,” I pant. “I don’t… need it. Need… you.”

I yelp when he smacks my other ass cheek. “I’m not gonna hurt you, no matter how fucking sexy you are. You can wait five seconds until I get the lube. Got it?”

How he manages to string so many words together is beyond me. All I know is that the heavy weight behind me is gone, and I feel afloat. Directionless. And so damn turned on that I’m about to burst with frustration.

Finally, Alec’s back, caging me against the wall, lips dragging from my jaw to my ear. “Good boy.”

He angles my head toward him and claims my mouth again, lips eager and insisting, tongue claiming every part of me.

With jerky movements, he manages to get my wet shorts down, then tugs impatiently at my t-shirt. He’s lost his own clothes somewhere between here and the bedroom, bare skin plastering against mine. I can feel his erection brushing against my lower back, his fingers getting me ready patiently.

I have no such patience.

I buck against him, fucking myself on his fingers, my moans getting louder and more insistent, my need leaking out of every desperate sound I make.

“Fucking hell,” Alec murmurs, biting my shoulder. “Just fucking wait.”

“No.”

I meet his eyes over my shoulder, then bite my lip and thrust against his long fingers. The angle’s perfect, and my eyes roll back, a long, loud groan echoing around us.

“Fuck me now, or this will be over very soon,” I say, glaring at him over my shoulder. My dick twitches, and I’m pretty sure I’ll be coating the wall in cum if I give it a couple of strokes.

Alec’s dark eyes are as wild and desperate as mine, but he somehow manages to stay in control. Palm against my nape, he pushes me further against the wall, stilling my movements.

“I said fucking wait,” he growls in my ear.

I nearly come on the spot.

Biting my lip against a protest, I surrender to him. I still; the only movement is my chest heaving. Alec works me open, brushing my prostate with every thrust of his fingers, turning me inside out with insatiable lust.

He takes his damn time. By the time he pulls his fingers away and lines up his cock, I’m a needy mess. He’s driven me wild with his talented fingers, his low, gruff voice in my ear, his stubble against my neck. It’s too much; too much sensation, too much need, too much want.

“Steady,” he warns, the head of his cock breaching me. “Zach, don’t fucking move.”

I can’t not move. I want this. Him. All of it. And I want it now.

Arching my back, I thrust back against him, taking him in. Finally. It feels so fucking good that I can’t stop myself from wanting more, from thrusting harder, from leaning back against him and smashing our mouth together.

“Fuck… Zach…” Alec’s voice has lost its control. Its power. Now he’s as broken as I am, as needy as I am, as wanting as I am.

He pushes me forward, grabbing my hips with both hands, and starts driving into me, no rhythm or grace. Just raw, unrestrained power; insatiable need and uninhibited desire.

I love every second. Every. Fucking. Second.

I can feel the pressure building at the bottom of my spine, my balls drawing up, my whole body buzzing with the need to release the fucking pleasure building inside me. Meeting Alec’s every thrust with one of my own, I chase my