Vicious Cycle (Vicious Cycle #1)(69)

For a moment, I could only stare at her. “You’re so f*cking beautiful.”

Even in the dimly lit room, I saw her cheeks redden. “Thank you.”

As I crossed the room to her, I said, “I don’t know how you could ever think I would want someone else when I have you.” Tipping her chin up, I forced her to look at me. “You’re a beautiful face with a slamming-hot body, but more than that, you’ve got a f*cking heart of gold, babe.”

Her arms encircled my neck, and she drew herself against me. “It’s not just you I’m worried about. Women can be very persuasive. You’re a god around these parts, and every single woman wants a piece of you. Especially the women you’ve been with before.” I winced because I knew she was talking about Cheyenne. Alex leaned her forehead against mine. “I don’t know how to deal with that. I love you so much that I don’t want to ever have to imagine you leaving me.”

For a moment, I could only stare in disbelief at Alex. How in the hell was it possible that she was the one who was afraid of me leaving? Standing in my shoes, I saw it the other way around. I was worried that eventually my world and all my bullshit baggage would be too much for her. Surely Alex would see through me one day and decide that I wasn’t worth sticking around for. Rev was right—she deserved someone better than me. But more than anything, she needed to know just how f*cking much she meant to me.

“Babe, besides my mother, I’ve told one woman I loved her, and she left me. I don’t throw that word around lightly.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” While her eyes looked serious and I thought she believed me, I needed to knock her fear of Cheyenne out completely. But I wasn’t going to mention her by name.

“No other woman means anything to me, Alex. No. Other. Woman.” She looked up at me, and I saw the moment she knew who I was talking about. She seemed to get it. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and a small smile graced her beautiful lips.

“Okay?”

She nodded. “Okay.”

Here we were being so f*cking open and vulnerable with each other when we were buck naked in the back of a strip club. Reaching between us, Alex took the lube from my hands. Her brows arched in surprise. “Is this what you had in mind for us tonight?”

“I had thought so, but now I’m not so sure.”

“Why?”

Glancing around, I said, “I’m not sure this is the right place to take your ass for the first time.”

She giggled. “I didn’t realize there was ass-taking protocol.”

I leaned down and nipped her lips with my teeth. “You and that smart mouth of yours.”

“You love it as much as you love me.”

Brushing the hair from her face, I smiled. “Yeah, I do.”

Slowly, she started backing away from me. Then she twisted open the bottle. Pouring some into her palm, she reached out to take my cock in her hand. She worked the lube over it, coating it like a second skin. “Is that all we need?” she asked softly.

“Well, I might be prepped, but we need to work on getting you there.”

“We do?”

Dropping down onto my knees in front of her, I said, “Yeah, we do.” I dipped my head to where I could lick and suck her *. Alex gasped. As I worked her with my tongue, I nudged her legs farther apart. I continued my assault on her * and bought one finger up to tease along her puckered hole. I thought she might tense up or jerk away, but she kept rocking her hips to ride my tongue. I slid my finger through her wetness, then gently pressed the finger back to her hole before sliding it inside. She sucked in a harsh breath, her hips momentarily freezing. “Is that okay?” I asked.

“Mmm, yeah.”

“Good.” I worked my finger in and out of her while grazing her clit with my teeth. She jerked as the start of an orgasm began.

“Deacon!” she cried, throwing her head back. I had to steady her hips with one of my hands. As she started to come down, I slowly removed my finger. Taking her by the hand, I led her over to the couch.

When I sat down, she gave me a funny look. “We’re going to start out this way so you can take what you can and set the pace.” I pulled her down to straddle my lap. I worked my cock through her slickness to add a little extra lube. “Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be,” she replied with a shy smile.

Lifting her by her hips, I positioned myself at her entrance. “Okay, baby. It’s up to you.”

While keeping her gaze locked on mine, Alex bit her lip as she slowly eased down a little on me. She brought her arms up to grip my shoulders. I closed my eyes at how amazing she felt and willed myself not to thrust into her. She inched along at what felt like a snail’s pace for me, but I knew for her it was a whole different ball game. I reached around to stroke her clit, hoping that would loosen up her a bit.

And it did. She finally sank all the way down on me. “How’s that feel?”

“Full. Tight. But good.”

I grinned. “I’m glad to hear that.”

She winced as she started to move slowly on me. “That’s good.” Gradually, she began to speed up the pace. I also sped up the pace of the fingers I slid inside her. The closer she got to coming, the faster she began to bounce on me. When she cried out, I raised her hips and eased out of her.