Hawk (A Stepbrother Romance #3)(66)

"Careful," I murmur. "Don't want it on your stomach."

"I know where I want it," she purrs.

"Not yet," I whisper, and kiss along the curve of her jaw. "I want a taste first."

"I'm ready now."

"I know. I want to taste it."

She groans as I shift my weight down, and lay wet kisses on her shoulders, tasting the warmth of her body. She looks so fresh and beautiful with her damp hair spread out on the bed and her pale skin growing flushed with heat as her arousal grows. I take my time, working down her arm, hinting that I'm going to go for her breasts and not delivering. I look up at her and see the anticipation in her expression as I press my lips to her side, just along the outer curve of her breast, working my way inwards. I look up and savor the way her head lifts from the pillow and the open mouthed look of need as I delicately take her nipple between my lips, running my tongue around it, feel it stiffen even more.

She grabs my head and holds it still as I suck a little harder, a little harder, then hard enough to make her gasp and her legs jerk under me. A little groan bubbles out of her throat. An eager, naughty look on her face meets my gaze as I look up at her and begin kissing down her stomach, pressing her legs apart.

All at once I slip down and open my mouth over her * and slowly, very lightly pull my tongue over her lips, tasting the heat of her arousal. Alexis moans and bucks her hips, but I pull back, keeping my touch light. Then I do it again, and again, and she starts to writhe in time with my motions, her arms spread on the bed, her head pressed into the pillow. She closes her eyes and I slip my hands under her ass and squeeze as I lick harder, faster, savoring the taste and the wet on my chin. I have her legs pinned down and I feel them tense, trying to lock around me, keep me from leaving. No need for that, I'm not going anywhere.

"Oh, Hawk," she purrs, slipping her fingers into my hair.

Her voice spurs me on. I feel her opening up, growing hot. I press my face into her mound and lick faster, her taste overpowering on my tongue, driving me onward. I slip my finger inside her, a shudder passing through me at the wet, tight heat surrounding my finger, pulsing with her pleasure.

"Hawk, do it now."

"Not yet."

"Please!"

"Not yet."

She moans and tugs on my hair with both hands, but I fight free and keep licking. She's growing closer, I can feel it. She gets her legs out from under me and puts her feet on my back, squeezing her thighs around my head, her stomach tensing as she sits up, her body curling around me.

I push loose of her strong legs and throw myself on top of her, meeting the look of shock on her face with my own hunger, kissing her with her juices on my chin as I thrust inside her. I ram it into her tight, hot * to the root, bury myself all in one fast, rough stroke, and Alexis moans into my mouth and her body grips me hard as she digs her heels into my thighs and scratches the back of my neck.

She twists loose from my kiss and licks her lips.

"I love you. Now f*ck the shit out of me, you big lummox."

I f*ck her so hard I fear I must be hurting her, but she eggs me on with her heels, her lips, her teeth. She bites my shoulder and moans in pleasure as I thrust harder in reply, the strength of my body driving into her, my cock a raging red hot bar, filling her blazing silken walls, tightening around me. One bite isn't enough, she mauls my shoulder, trailing red hot bites towards my neck, and draws long, red scratches down my back that drive me to ram into her harder until the headboard thumps into the wall and I feel like I’m going to f*cking explode. She bucks under me, ramming against me.

"Get on your back."

I roll over and pull her with me. She rises up, rakes her nails down my chest and bounces, rising and ramming herself down on my cock, leaning forward as she closes her eyes and her expression pinches in a pleasure almost like agony, her breath in ragged gasps. I pull her down and begin thrusting into her from below, faster, deeper than before, holding her against me, her body rippling with heat and pleasure, and she cries out into my shoulder.

I can't f*cking take it, but somehow I hold back, a crushing pressure in my own body as she thrashes and thrashes and thrashes, and just when I think she's going to go calm, she bucks and breaks loose of my embrace, rises, and pushes down on me hard, grinning and turning her hips in slow circles.

I can't help it anymore. I explode inside her, rising up, lifting her off the bed so she has to grab my arms to steady herself. It's like it goes on forever, unleashing a hot wet torrent inside her. Alexis grins and sits hard in my lap, holding my pulsing, throbbing rod inside her as I grip the sheets and she squeezes me dry.

I spread out on the bed. Alexis flops forward and lays on me, but doesn't move. I'm still inside her.

"You bit me," I sigh.

"You love it."

"Yeah, I do."

"When I bite you, you start f*cking me harder."

"You like that?"

"Yeah. We should have done this before."

"I know. It wasn't your fault you had to leave."

"I wish I could believe that."

She's all sweaty again. We need another shower. I'm in no hurry. I slide my fingers through the sweat on her back and she rests her head on my chest.

"I like this," she says. "I'm still mad at you."

"I know."