Surprise Delivery(72)

We stand there, separated by just a couple of feet, but the longing between us makes it feel even further. But then Duncan closes that gap and pulls me to him. Before I even have a chance to think, he leans down and presses his lips to mine. Our tongues meet, and it literally steals my breath away.

The last thought I can register before surrendering myself to the passion rising up within me like an ocean tide is that I’ve wanted this – and have waited for it – for a long, long time.





Twenty-Three





Duncan





I told myself that this isn’t why I came here tonight. My intention was most definitely not to sleep with her. But the moment our lips meet, all of my intentions fly straight out the window. As our kiss deepens, a familiar fire fills my veins, driving all thought from my head and urging me onward.

Alexis melts into me, her soft, warm body pressed close. I run my hands through her long, fiery hair, relishing the silky feel of it – something I’ve been imagining doing for months. She pulls back, her glittering green eyes fixed on mine, a playful smile on her lips. She leans forward again and starts planting kisses on my neck, then slides the tip of her tongue from my jawline to my collar bone, her hands pulling at my shirt and kneading the flesh of my chest.

I gently take her hair and pull her head back. She lets out a soft moan as I nip at her neck. I kiss my way up to her cheeks, then to her lips, pressing my mouth to hers and forcing my tongue into her mouth. She gasps as I grab her around the waist, grinding my stiffening cock against her.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” she whispers.

“That makes two of us.”

Alexis reaches down and starts to grip and stroke my cock through my slacks, drawing a moan from my lips. Throughout my entire time over in Syria and every day since I’ve been back, I’ve fantasized about this very moment. About the very sensations coursing through me right now. My body has ached for her touch for so long.

She raises her arms, and I lift her shirt up and pull it off of her. I toss it to the side and then make quick work of her bra. It joins her shirt on the floor – and is quickly followed by my own shirt after Alexis gets it unbuttoned and off of me. She’s working on my belt and pants when I pull her hands away. She looks up at me, questions on her face. I smile and shake my head.

“Not yet,” I say.

I push her yoga pants down to the middle of her thighs. Pulling her closer to me, I slide my hand up between her legs and run the tips of my fingers along her wet, swollen lips. Alexis’ lips part as she moans, and her eyes flutter as she trembles beneath my touch. Feeling the way she shudders and hearing her whimpers of pleasure as I dip my fingers into her fuels my desire.

She pushes her pants all the way down and steps out of them, and I lay her back on the couch. She casts a quick look back toward her bedroom, then at the baby monitor, reminding me that we’re not really alone and need to be a little discreet, but neither one of us seem willing or able to pull the brakes on this train.

Alexis leans back against the couch, parting her thighs as I lower my face. She grabs hold of my hair as I slide my tongue around the wet, warm center of her. I breathe in her musky aroma and revel in her sweet tasting juices. Alexis cries out as I bury my tongue deep inside of her, licking and sucking on her harder, unable to get enough.

Taking her clit into my mouth, I suck on it as I slip two fingers deep into her. I push them in and out of Alexis’ pussy, nipping softly at her clit. She cries out in ecstasy, gripping my hair tightly. She grinds herself against my mouth, taking my fingers even deeper inside of her.

“Yes, baby,” she sighs. “Yes, don’t stop.”

I drive my fingers into her deep and hard, making her entire body clench up as she groans my name. As I lick and suck on her clit, I look into her eyes and feel my desire building to a crescendo. Alexis stutters and shudders as her grip on my hair tightens almost painfully.

“Oh God, yes,” she stammers.

A moment later, she begins to tremble wildly as her orgasm crashes down over her. She bucks hard, arching her back as she comes. I watch her as she’s carried away on a current of bliss, enjoying every single moment of it.

Slowly, her body starts to settle, and she looks down at me, the light of absolute lust in her eyes. She bites her bottom lip and sits up on the couch.

“Stand up,” she says, her voice hoarse.

I do as she commands, and she immediately reaches for my belt. Her hands are trembling, so I help her get my belt undone. After quickly unbuttoning and unzipping my pants, she pushes them down. Alexis leans forward and runs the tip of her tongue around the head of my cock. The grip of her small hand on my shaft is surprisingly strong, and it sends a surge of pleasure through me as she starts moving her hand up and down, jerking me off as she teases the head of my cock with her tongue.

Every inch of my skin feels like it’s on fire as she swallows my cock. She then begins to work her hand and mouth in unison, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I grip her hair tightly, relishing every movement of her hand and every flick of her tongue. She’s working my cock like she has something to prove and bringing me close to the edge a lot faster than I expected.

Not wanting this to be over so soon, I step back and pull my cock out of her mouth, my breathing ragged, my voice hoarse. Alexis looks at me, running the tip of her tongue around her lips, absolute hunger in her eyes. My cock is throbbing. Aching to be inside of her.