Unleashing Sin - A. M. Wilson Page 0,69

and his lips touch my inner thigh.

I comply, looking into dark eyes as I pump my fingers inside myself.

“God, baby. So fucking good.”

That tension in my lower abdomen is building again, but this time, I don’t want to bring myself there.

“Touch me. Please, I’m begging you. Put your fingers inside me. Make me come again.”

“Fuck,” he growls and buries his face in my thigh.

I pull my fingers from myself, instantly wanting to mourn the loss of pleasure, and reach out for him. “Make me feel good, Alex.”

He snatches my wrist so fast I startle and sucks my index finger into his mouth. His eyes close, and he moans.

“Put me in you, Shelby. Guide me home.”

His words bring a burst of pleasure, and I immediately comply. I try not to be self-conscious as I tug his hand toward me and place his palm over my damp center.

“One or two,” he growls.

I don’t get it. But then he presses the knuckles of one finger against my pussy and repeats it with two. “One or two?”

“Two. I want as much of you as I can handle.”

He pumps his fingers into me, and I’m unable to speak anymore because by the fourth stroke, my body is splintering again, a bright white light blinding my vision from the sheer power of my orgasm. This time, I let myself scream his name while my body shudders in his arms.

“Come again so soon? You’re a naughty fucking girl, aren’t you, Shelby?” he coaxes me, as he continues to pleasure my body. I’m helpless except to hold on for the ride. My body feels exquisite in his arms, my nails clenching into his shoulders for purchase, my legs thrashing against his sides while he works his magic with his hand. The dirty words he’s whispering have another orgasm building within minutes. It feels impossible. I’ve never had an orgasm before this, and now I’ve had two, but evidently with Alex, sex is something he’s really, really good at.

“Did you like watching me jerk myself off? Answer me.”

“Mm-hmm,” I moan as he hits that sweet spot over and over again.

“I was thinking about touching you. My fantasy was nothing compared to this.”

I think I whimper through the pleasure.

“You’re going to come again for me, aren’t you, my sweet dirty girl? Give it to me.”

For the third time, an orgasm tears through me, this time without much warning. It’s like his words were my release and my body let go on his command. Through my tremors and shudders, I hear him groan. His thumb brushes my clit one last time before his hand slows and stops completely. The loss of him sends an ache through me as he withdraws his fingers. Looking between the valley of my spread legs, I catch him tuck his two wet digits into his mouth as he stares at me hotly. I collapse on the bed with a groan, panting and trying to slow my racing heart.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he whispers against the crease of my thigh. He burrows his face deeper as he lightly drops kisses against my sweat-dampened skin. I’m too wrecked to speak. He just took my body to heights I never knew existed, and I’m paralyzed from pleasure. My limbs are heavy, sated, and I let my eyelids droop, powerless to stop them.

You have that backward, I want to tell him, you’re going to be the death of me.

The bed dips, and then I’m airborne, startling my eyes open. Alex cradles me to his bare chest and settles me on the pillows.

“Let me get some pants on, and I’ll be right back.” He disappears into the hallway, gracing me with his beautifully naked backside. Moments later, he returns with a two-liter of pop and a pizza box.

“You must be a magician.” I raise an eyebrow at him as he sets the items on the bed. I don’t waste any time flipping open the lid and snagging a slice.

“Not quite,” he answers from the closet. When he returns, he’s got a nice pair of gray sweats low on his hips. These look good, but I wouldn’t mind him being naked just a bit longer.

“You just interrupted my plan with one of your own.” He smirks at me when he catches me staring.

“I woke up, and I was lonely,” I answer shyly. Alex joins me on the bed and nudges me with his shoulder before taking his own slice.

“I only meant to leave you for ten minutes, fifteen