Vicious Cycle (Vicious Cycle #1)(64)

In that moment, I knew what I needed to say. She deserved to hear it. I wasn’t just taking advantage of the fact we were about to f*ck … or have sex … or make love. It went much deeper than that. As I positioned myself between her legs, I once again met her gaze. “I need to tell you something.”

Alex’s brows furrowed in concern as she nibbled on her bottom lip. “What is it?”

“I …” Why in the hell couldn’t I say the words? Oh, f*ck it. “I love you, Alex.”

Her dark eyes widened. “I love you, too. With all my heart.”

With the weight of the words between us, I slammed into her. We both gasped. I withdrew and then pushed inside again. I soon found an almost punishing rhythm. Just as she began to build to climax again, I rolled over on my back, still buried inside her. Gripping Alex’s hips, I raised her up. Slowly, she slid down on me, inch by inch. When she had taken all of me, she flattened her palms on my chest. Then she began to ride me.

As her tits bounced with her movements, my hands reached up to grab them, rolling and pinching the nipples between my fingers. I was rewarded with a deep moan. Rising, I brought my mouth to them. When I sucked them hard, grazing them with my teeth, Alex jerked her hands through my hair. “Deacon,” she murmured.

Gripping her waist, I raised my hips, thrusting into her with a pounding rhythm. She cried out as she came around me, milking my dick with her inner walls. I couldn’t hold on, and I followed close behind her. She collapsed onto my chest, burying her face in my neck. Once we had finished coming down, I stroked her back with my fingers. We remained joined, her warm breath on my neck.

“Babe?” I questioned.

“Mmm,” she murmured.

“You okay?”

Raising her head, she smiled down at me with a thoroughly f*cked look on her face. “Oh, I’m more than okay.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Her finger tapped against my chest. “Do you want to sleep now?”

“No. That’s not what I had in mind.”

“It isn’t?” From her tone, I could tell she was f*cking with me.

“Just as soon as I’ve recovered, I plan on putting you on your knees and taking you from behind.”

“That sounds nice, I guess.”

I cocked my brows at her. “Nice?”

With a shrug, she replied, “Yeah, you know, you’ve done doggy style once, you’ve done it a million times.”

“Oh, that’s it. You’re in trouble now.” She gave a shriek when I rolled her onto her back. We came apart as I began to tickle her sides, making her giggle to the point where she lost her breath.

“No … Deacon,” she pleaded.

“Say you’re sorry.”

“Sorry,” came her panted reply.

“Say ‘no man will ever f*ck me like you do, Deacon,’” I commanded.

Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath to repeat such a long sentence. “No man will ever f*ck me like you do, Deacon.”

With a grin, I said, “Damn straight. And that’s because I’m a f*cking sex god.”

She shook her head. “No. It’s because you love me.”

My amusement faded slightly at her words. “You think just because you bring up love that I’ll go easy on you, huh?”

“I hope you don’t.”

Sliding the condom off my dick, I tossed it in the trash can beside the bed. “You don’t, huh?”

“I really don’t.”

“If you say so.” I jerked my chin at her. “Get on your knees for me.”

Slowly, she twisted over onto her stomach. Placing her hands on the mattress, she then shifted up onto her knees, swaying her ass provocatively at me. “Like this?”

“Fuck yeah. Just like that.”

After sliding another condom on, I gripped her cheeks in my hands, spreading her apart. Just when she thought I was going to move forward and thrust into her, I bent over and flicked my tongue against her clit. “Deacon!” she cried, pushing herself back against me. With long swipes of my tongue, I began to eat her *. When my tongue wasn’t enough, I brought my entire mouth against her, sucking her clit. She came, crying out my name, her fingers twisting into the sheets.

I didn’t wait a second to pull away and then thrust into her. Gripping her hips, I kept up a relentless pace. Our skin slapping together echoed through the room along with my grunts and her pants. Leaning over her back, I whispered into her ear, “Next time I take you like this, I’m going to put my cock into your ass.”

When she stiffened, I knew I had hit uncharted territory with her. “Would you let me do that, Alex? Would you let me take your tight ass?” I sent a stinging slap across one of her cheeks.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she cried, “Yes, Deacon! Yes, I would.”

“Damn, baby,” I muttered, slamming harder and harder into her. Alex’s head bowed down to where her face rested on the mattress. Her cries and whimpers of pleasure became my undoing. Knowing I was close, I slid my hand between us to rub her clit. She buried her face in the mattress and screamed as she came. I slammed into her two or three more times before I groaned and spilled myself inside her.

I slowly withdrew from her before sliding the condom off. Alex remained on her stomach, unmoving. “Did I wear you out?” I asked as I placed delicate kisses across her back.