Hooking - Kristine Allen Page 0,87

I lay back over the kitchen table. My head was slightly over the opposite edge, and my hair hung down to touch the floor. Sensually, he kissed, nipped, and licked the skin from my ankles to my knees.

I raised my head to look at him, and our eyes locked. He held my gaze through every smooth, seductive motion, daring me to tell him to stop.

“Alex.” His name whispered out of my mouth on a needy exhale.

“Do.” Kiss. “You.” Bite. “Want.” Lick. “Me.” Feathered touch of his nose up my leg. “To stop?”

“Please don’t,” I gasped. Those perfect lips curled into a satisfied smile as he reached up to slip my panties down in a tortuously slow motion. “Hey, I thought you had a panty thief earlier. Where did you get these?” he asked with a smirk.

“Gym bag,” I blurted out as I gasped. I let out a raspy moan when he licked my calf and teased the skin with his teeth.

“I can’t believe you want me to have dessert first,” he whispered against my inner knee as he slid them all the way off. “Maybe I should stop so I don’t spoil my supper.”

I shot him a don’t you dare look as I gripped the edge of the table.

He held my hips with splayed hands, and we met in the middle, with him kissing me in the most intimate way a man could kiss a woman. Fire burned through my veins as I bit my lip to control the sounds that escaped me.

The sexy way that he refused to look away from me through each and every movement was driving my core temperature through the roof. Fevered, I thrashed as he drew my clit into his mouth and sucked.

“Allllleeeeexxxxx,” I drew out, barely louder than a breath. Despite all my initial intentions to let him worship me, I wiggled at the intense sensations.

“Sit still. Or I’ll stop,” he growled in warning.

“Don’t you fucking dare!” I yelled. His chuckle sent soft puffs of his breath to tease my already overstimulated flesh. “Oh, God,” I moaned.

Intent and focused, much like he was on the ice, he resumed his pace, and it wasn’t long before I was careening over the cliff. My nails dug into his arms, and one hand grabbed his hair, shamelessly grinding my pussy into his face as I shattered.

Relentless, he kept up his assault, drawing out the pleasure as I reeled. I lost focus of everything except the explosive perfection of what he was doing.

Riding the waves of bliss, I panted. When I finally floated back down to reality and only soft little echoes of my climax remained, I blinked until my vision cleared. “Holy hell. That was….” I couldn’t find the words.

“Amazing?”

“Yes,” I sighed.

“Delicious?”

“Yesss,” I agreed. He chuckled, then helped me sit up, then wiped his face and beard, which caused me to flush.

He leaned up to kiss me, and though he’d wiped himself off, I could still taste myself on his lips. When he pulled back, I sighed.

“Now how about that supper?”

Bliss-drunk, I grinned. We ate, then spent the rest of the night making up.

After that night, he was busy all week, due to practice for the Tuesday home game and then their road trip. We’d still spent every night together either at his house or mine until he left for the away week. They’d come home briefly between games on Monday night, and we’d been able to spend lunch Tuesday and that night together.

I’d tried to argue against it. “Alex, I don’t want you to get whatever Katie and I’ve got going on. If you get sick, you’ll miss your games,” I reasoned, but he insisted he’d be fine.

“I have a great immune system. I hardly ever get sick,” he’d told me.

He’d taken care of me when I was too exhausted to get out of bed that night. He’d even held my hair while I hurled up the very expensive lunch he’d bought me.

“Syd, maybe you need to go to the doctor,” he suggested as I emptied my stomach again.

I shook my head. I hated doctors. “Katie has been sick too. I really think we’ve been passing it back and forth.”

“I’m not a doctor, but I’m not so sure that’s how it works,” he said skeptically.

I waved away his theories.

“If you’re not better by the time I’m back, you’re going in. No arguments, eh?”

Childishly, I stuck my tongue out at him.

He chuckled. “Nice, Syd.”

I wrinkled my nose at him. “What have your mysterious people found out