Lost in Paradise (Paradise Club #2)(55)

Alex’s eyes widen and heat swirls across his face. He shucks off his underwear, and his dick stands before him proudly. He takes a step forward, placing a knee on the bed. His eyes darken as he moves between my legs. His warm breath caresses my thighs, and a shiver runs over my body.

Then I feel it, the first swipe of his tongue over my heated center, and my arm covers my eyes as I sink into his touch. He continues to lick me all over before the familiar buzz of my vibrator catches my attention. The next thing I feel is its hardness against my clit.

My back arches as the vibrations begin to tingle all over my body. Thankfully, he has it on its slowest setting. He leaves it there for a couple of moments letting me absorb the vibrations through my body, and the steady hum begins to ignite every nerve ending between my legs. I’m lost in the sensations when I sense his hand move, and his fingers slide into me until I feel the fullness.

My eyes spring open as my hand falls to the side, and I grip the bedsheets as the competing sensations take over my body.

Alex curls his fingers inside me, which caresses my inner walls, and I start to see stars. My body wriggles as I begin to hurtle toward the edge, and an orgasm that’s taking shape seems larger than I would normally have with my wand.

How? Alex and his magic fingers strike again.

My thighs begin to quake as my body burns with desire until I’m unable to fight against the impending orgasm which hits and has me screaming out my release, probably waking up the neighbors in the process, but I’m too far gone in my lust to care. My fingers dig into the bedsheets while my back arches, fighting against the buzzing of my sensitive clit while Alex chuckles mercilessly as he refuses to release the vibrator from me. I twist and turn trying to escape the wand as my body builds higher, and the sensation becomes unbearable, but Alex doesn’t let up, and I fight through the uncomfortableness as my body flutters with another impending orgasm.

With Alex’s fingers still inside of me, he’s pulling more and more from my body as he wrecks me with another orgasm. That’s when he pulls the wand away and switches it off, then pulls his fingers from me.

“Doesn’t look like your toy is broken to me? Must be a user error. I think you need a fresh user to operate it.” He chuckles darkly.

That was mind-blowing.

Aftershocks of tiny orgasmic twitches rush over my body, and before I can thank Alex, he’s sliding into me, and my back arches at the fullness as I stretch to accommodate him.

“Nothing is more beautiful than the look that crosses your face as I sink inside of you,” Alex mutters against my ear as he begins to thrust into me. My bones are liquified from the two orgasms, and I let Alex take what he needs from me for his own release. “Fuck, I’ve missed being inside you,” he curses.

My hand reaches out and grips his taut ass urging him on. He grunts as I help push him deeper inside me.

“Yes. More, Alex, more …” I’m not usually a screamer or talker during sex, I was never allowed to be, but the words tumble from my lips. I had to lay there and take whatever Steve wanted to give me, and he always had to be in control. But Alex urges me to show him what I want, what I want him to do to me.

He wants to hear all the dirty thoughts running through my mind.

He wants me to tell him how much I love him fucking me.

“Yes, harder,” I urge him on.

He shifts his hips, deepens our connection, and fucks me harder, giving me exactly what I want and need until neither one of us can hold on any longer. We both tumble over the edge in a chorus of grunts, moans, curses, and screams.





21





ALEX





We collapsed into a heap after the fourth round of fucking. We christened her shower, bed, kitchen, and couch. Never in my life have I come so many times. Thankfully, Ivy insisted I stay the night because I think I would have passed out on the way home if she had wanted me to leave.

My body aches as I begin to wake up fully. I’ve never been so exhausted by sex, and I guess it’s a good problem to have.

Ivy is lying on her side beside me, her blonde hair is fanned out against the white of her pillowcase. Her eyes are closed, and her breaths are even as she’s still sleeping. I take my time admiring her gorgeous form without it being creepy.

How did this woman get inside me so quickly? Must be the sex.

I know that’s a lie because I get the same feelings when I read her random text messages throughout the day. My eyes travel down further, over her button nose, Cupid’s bow lips to her creamy skin. The sheet has fallen to her hip leaving her breasts exposed. Last night my tongue explored every inch of them, and my tongue is itching to do it again. I bite down on my lip to stop myself from doing so.

“You know it’s creepy to stare at a woman while she’s sleeping,” Ivy muses, her green eyes are open wide and staring at me. Her bottom lip is turned up in a small smile.

“I’m in awe that I’ve gotten to wake up to such a goddess in the morning.” I grin, reaching out and pulling her to me. Ivy rolls her eyes at my cringy words, but the chuckle that slips from her lips tells me she likes them. “What are your plans for today? I know what mine are,” I say, wiggling my brows at her.

“Again?” she asks, raising her voice in surprise. “Did you pop a Viagra or something?” She giggles.

“Ivy Starr is my Viagra.” I pull her on top of me, showing her how ready I am for her this morning. Ivy’s eyebrows shoot up as she feels my hardness heavy between her thighs. She bites her bottom lip before maneuvering herself over me and sliding down my dick.