Alpha Hero - Hope Ford Page 0,87

arms open for me.

I pull her into my arms and my hands stroke across the soft skin of her back. Emotion clogs my voice. “I’m home.”

She pulls back and pulls the sheet up. “Oh God, this isn’t what I had planned. I was going to surprise you, but I must have fallen asleep. This is so embarrassing.”

She’s moving to the opposite side of the bed, trying to crawl under the sheets to get away from me. But I follow after her, holding her down. My hands are holding hers above her head, pressed into the mattress.

In our struggle, the sheet falls away and her bare breasts are right there underneath me. I want to touch her, I want to taste her, I want it all. But right now, I can’t stop looking at her.

She smiles up at me. “What? What is it, Baker?”

“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her without hesitation.

She shakes her head. “Whatever, I’m sure you’ve seen—”

But I stop her, putting my lips on hers to silence her. I kiss her lightly, not wanting to deepen the kiss just yet. I pull away from her. “You’re right. I have seen other women, but I can’t imagine any of them right now. All I can see is you, right now and forever. That’s it, you’re all I want. Just you.”

There’s hope in her eyes, but she’s not giving in to it. “You can’t mean that…”

I shrug my shoulders. “I do mean it. And if you give me a chance, I’ll prove it to you.”

I don’t wait for her to respond. I know I’m going to have to earn it, but I know I will. Right now, I have her and there’s no way I’m going to screw this up.

I release my hold on her hands and her arms come up around my neck. “All right, Baker. You got me here. What are you going to do with me?”

The way she asks me she knows exactly what I want to do with her. I sit on the bed next to her and start pulling the sheet down slowly. Her skin is pale compared to the dark sheets on the bed. I keep pulling, wondering, hoping that I’m going to see it all. When I expose her bare hips and the apex of her thighs, I can’t take my eyes off her.

Heather

As he slides the sheet down my body, it’s like a slow sweet kiss across my body. I still can’t believe I’m doing this, that I got undressed, waiting on him to get home, but the way he’s looking at me made me happy I did.

“Baker? You okay?” I rub my thighs together in anticipation. He’s leaning over me, staring at me.

He licks his lips. “I’m good,” he mumbles before he leans down and takes the hard peak of my nipple into his mouth. His mouth works magic on me and his hand cups my other breast, kneading me, making me feel good.

A moan escapes me and his hand starts to travel again. He strokes across my belly, down my thighs, and my legs part for him making room, begging for him to touch me there. But he doesn’t. He slides his hand back up my body while his mouth is sucking on my breast. I feel everywhere he’s touching me and it’s not enough. I need more. I need all of him.

My hands tangle in his hair, pulling him off my breast and turning his face to look at me. “Please, I need you. I need you now,” I beg.

His lips crack into a smile from ear to ear. He kisses my chest, my shoulder, my neck. I feel his hot breath against my cheek. “Are you sure? We can wait. I didn’t ask you here for this.” I freeze under him, but he continues. “I want you, and this is everything, but I want you to trust me, Heather. I want you to believe in us.”

Nodding my head, I say, “Yes, Baker, I do, I do. Please?” I’m delirious in his arms as he touches me. I’m tugging his shirt off and he pulls away long enough to remove the rest of his clothes. When he turns around, he’s thick and hard, making my mouth water. I reach for him, but he moves around me until he’s lying on top of me. The hard, hot pressure of his body on mine has me opening my legs and fitting them around his hips.

His hand slides between us and his fingers