Fated An Alpha Male Romance - K. Alex Walker Page 0,8

hand, I lifted her leg higher so that she was completely open to me. Completely open for me.

Her breaths started dashing from between her lips at a racing speed. Her hips rocked harder against my mouth. I could feel the pressure of her orgasm building inside of her. Then, she started to cry out but covered her mouth as the ripples of her climax gently gripped my fingers. The feeling of her orgasm surged through me like a monumental accomplishment, but with the way her body shivered, I wasn’t sure that she could handle much more.

Her eyes opened and she looked down at me, immediately showing me that I was wrong.

She grabbed the back of my head, pulled me up, and pressed my lips to hers. Her tongue darted around my mouth as she took in the remnants of her taste. There was so much more that I wanted to do to this woman, so much more that I wanted to show her, but that would have to wait until next time. I knew I was being a cocky son of a bitch by assuming that there would be a next time, but at that point, it was hard to imagine why there wouldn’t be. Right now, I needed to be inside of her.

I picked her up, my tongue still battling with hers, walked her over to the desk, and sat her on top of it while quickly grabbing a condom from my wallet.

Suddenly egged on by a moment of boldness, she reached for my belt, unlatching hooks and buttons until my solid erection was released. Then, she stared with round, curious eyes as though she’d never before seen a cock.

“You’re so…large,” she commented, angling her head.

“I won’t hurt you,” I promised.

She glanced up at me. “I trust you.”

It was the quickest that I’d ever sheathed latex in my life.

Her curious gaze went back to my dick until I rubbed a flat thumb along her clit. Then, she tossed her head back while I positioned my cockhead against her opening before carefully sliding inside of her. When I’d finally fit as much of my thick, sheathed length inside of her as I could, a gasp rushed from her lips as though she’d been holding her breath in anticipation of my dick the entire time…and I fucking lost it.

I grabbed her hips and groaned as I tried not to fuck her too hard. I found myself recalling the way she’d warily eyed my dick just a few moments before. But, her pussy had what I can only describe as an exquisite combination of wet, warm and tight that threatened to pull the nut right out of me before I was ready. The shit was insane. I wanted to make her come, hard, to make up for all the times I was sure that she hadn’t, but I’d underestimated what I was getting myself into. I’d spent over a year lusting after a woman who I’d assumed only wanted to keep me at a professional distance, so it was no wonder that I was so imbibed with lust I could barely see straight.

She pushed everything off of her desk that wasn’t tied down, leaned back, and filled her hands with her breasts. Then, her lips moved, but I had her repeat what she said because I just knew that I hadn’t heard her clearly.

“I said,” she started, her eyes meeting mine, “that I’ve wanted you ever since the first time I saw you.”

Even though I never actually said it, I was pretty sure that the “fuck it” that ran through my mind was still loud enough for us both to hear. I lost myself in the woman. She locked her legs around me, pulling me in to the hilt. I felt like a beast, but I didn’t care. Sex was supposed to be primal. Carnal. Nothing about it was supposed to be dainty.

My grandfather had always warned me that if I ever completely let myself go between the heat of a woman’s thighs, it would be the day I would never be able to fully recover from her warmth, her taste, or her scent. I’d thought it all to be the old man’s progressive descent into dementia, but as I pushed myself deeper and deeper into Alexandra’s body, I abandoned all thought. At that moment, if someone had asked me to draw a map of the world, I’d just draw her face. I was sinking deeper into a tunnel, and not just