Rocking His Fake World (Love You Forever #3) - Alexis Winter Page 0,9
blows around us, but it doesn’t cool the fire raging in either of us. She keeps her hand in mine as she pulls me along behind her, toward her apartment. As promised, she stops at a building just around the corner from the bar. She drops my hand as she digs her keys out of her pocket, sliding one into the lock on the glass door and pulling it open. As she leads me down the hall, she’s pulling off her coat and scarf.
Her apartment is the last one on the ground level. She inserts the key and the door opens easily. She walks in, flips on the light, and tosses her coat onto the kitchen table as I walk in behind her. She turns to face me, and the moment I close the door behind me, she’s pressing her chest against me. Her arms are around my neck and her lips move to mine. I kiss her back—more than ready to find my way inside her.
Her hands fall to my shoulders and push my coat down my arms until it falls on the floor. I grab her by her perky ass and pick her up against me, spinning her around to press her back to the door. She lets out a squeal from the fast movement, but she never stops kissing me. Instead, our kiss only grows harder and more rushed. She pulls my shirt up my stomach and our mouths break apart as I rip the shirt over my head and drop it on the floor next to my coat.
In that small fraction of time, her eyes find mine and she smiles as she lets them fall from my face down to my chest and abs. I’m happy to see that my hours of hard work in the gym have paid off and she’d pleased with the results.
I offer her a flirty smile before I bring my lips down to her collarbone, kissing and sucking lightly as I get to work on removing her top. It falls off easily with a couple of tugs at the strings in back, and finally, her breasts are mine to gaze upon. They’re round and perky and perfect in size. She has more than a handful, but I won’t let any of it go to waste. Her skin looks soft and creamy—not inked up like the few small tattoos on her arms—and her nipples are small, hard, and a perfect peachy color.
I can’t help myself and I dip my head down to catch a hard nipple in my mouth. As I suck and flick my tongue against her hardened peak, she lets her head fall back against the door as her breathing picks up and soft whimpers fall from her lips. If I thought I was painfully hard before, that was nothing compared to now. I release her nipple and bring my eyes back to hers. “Where’s your bedroom?”
“Through there,” she says, nodding her head toward an open door in her living room. Holding her tight against me, I carry her through the small kitchen, across the living room floor, and into a room that’s covered with clothing. We fall down on the bed together, her legs wrapped around my hips and her arms around my neck.
Our hands are in a race to strip each other down. While I’m on top of her, kissing her neck and nipping her ear, her hands are freeing me from my jeans. She uses her thighs to push my pants down further. My mouth comes back to hers and my hands are just as greedy as they unfasten her shorts and work them down her legs. She pushes against my chest and I pull back, confused, but then she manages to flip us over. I lie back and watch as she kicks away her shorts then climbs on top of me. She kisses me roughly, nipping my bottom lip as she works her way lower. She bites my chest and scratches my stomach on her descent. She takes me in hand and starts to slowly pump. A long breath leaves my lips as I position my hands behind my head, tilting it downward so I can watch her. Her eyes lock on mine as her tongue comes out, licking up the small drop beading on my tip. My eyes flutter closed, rolling back in my head as she slowly works her mouth over my length.
Her tongue is swirling around my cock as she sucks and moves