Fated An Alpha Male Romance - K. Alex Walker Page 0,7
“then don’t,” but I was across the room before the words had a chance to navigate their way out of my mouth. She reached out, ripped open my shirt, and buttons scattered across the room. I tore through the fabric of her bra and the most gorgeous golden-brown breasts spilled out into my palms. I bent and pulled one into my mouth while filling my hand with the other soft mound. My tongue flicked over her firm nipple and she cried out as though it was the first time anyone had ever tasted the sweet bud.
She rubbed her legs together and with every touch of my tongue, quiet gasps snuck from between her lips. I moved to the other breast and her back arched, pushing its doughy fullness further into my mouth. She began moving her hands down to wrap around my neck but then quickly pulled them away. I reached for them and pulled them back; I didn’t want her afraid to touch me for any reason.
I rubbed her moistened nipple between my fingers and kissed a trail down the middle of her stomach, tugging her skirt downward and taking her panties along with it. I half-expected to find her wearing white cotton briefs that came up all the way to her navel, but instead, her panties reminded me of a satiny, black bikini bottom topped with sheer lace.
She delicately stepped out of them, her initial shyness and reluctance beginning to fade. But, as I came face to face with her wet, throbbing pussy, her legs automatically began to close and her hands moved between her thighs to block my pursuit. I gently grabbed her wrists and moved them away.
“Alexandra…” I trained my eyes on her waxed mons. “Let me taste you.”
Her eyes immediately went from dawn to midnight. An uncertain tremor rippled along her throat, and her chest anxiously heaved as she fought against the same desire that I was sure was mirrored in my own eyes. I wanted to make those beautiful eyes go even darker by parting her lips with my tongue, and teasing her clit until her moans broke free from their confinement. I wanted her to be dissolved and undone while I lavished in the taste of her agony.
I planted a kiss along her inner thigh and when actual goose bumps sprinkled her skin, it made me wonder —briefly— about the inexperience of the man who’d touched this woman before me. He’d probably been the type to do just enough to get his dick hard, fuck her until he came, and then blame her for not having her own orgasm.
Slowly, she withdrew her trembling hands and I leaned forward, sliding my tongue along her slit. Her eyes lowered and her head fell back against the door. I teased my hand between her thighs, stroked her clit with my thumb, and slipped a finger inside of her, bringing forward a gasp that caused my dick to harden even more. Her hips began to move as she rode my finger, but as though she’d decided to once again give in to her embarrassment, she stopped.
I placed another kiss against her thigh. “Put your leg on my shoulder, Alexandra.”
Her leg slowly lifted onto my shoulder and I ran my tongue along her slit a second time. Then, with a satisfied grin, I dove into her pussy.
Her clit throbbed for attention and I pulled it between my lips, wrapping my tongue around the bud and sucking it until her body rocked with pleasure. Her fingers threaded my hair and I used my tongue to tease her folds before covering her pussy with my mouth. When she whispered a quiet “Oh…shit…Ethan,” I knew that there would be no more resisting for the rest of the evening.
She was incredibly sweet and I drank her in like a man dying of thirst. Then, I fucked her with my tongue until she vibrated against the door. As much as I knew my way around a woman’s body, I’d never experienced anything like Alexandra before. I was as hard as stone. My head fogged as I grew inebriated on her sweetness.
I flicked my tongue over her clit and her hips bucked, shoving her pussy against my mouth. My fingers slipped back inside of her tightness and I tugged on her clit with a force that Dyson would want to patent, pressing against the area inside her that would give me the pleasure of watching her thrash with an earth-shattering orgasm. With my other