The Seduction of Alex Parker(36)

“I want you so bad,” he whispered.

I turned around and our mouths met. Our tongues tangled in passion and my skin was set on fire. His fingers slowly traveled down my torso until they reached the fabric of my panties. In one swoop, they were down and his fingers explored me.

“You love this. Don’t you?”

“Yes,” I breathed out.

“You’re always so wet and delicious. I can’t stop myself when you’re around.”

My hands reached for his pants. Feeling the big bulge in front, I stroked him through the fabric. He hissed. My hands reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt. Sliding it off his shoulders, I gripped his muscular arms. Arms that made me feel safe. Arms that held me at night after sex. Pulling his fingers out, his tongue slid down the front of me, stopping at each breast first, sucking my hardened nipples before making his way down the fiery aching spot that desperately needed him. Getting down on his knees, he started with my inner thigh, making tiny circles around it until he reached my slick opening. A low moan escaped his chest as he tasted the pleasure that was made because of him.

“I can’t wait anymore, baby.” He stood, picked me up and carried me to the table that sat twelve. Facing the table, and with him standing behind me, he took down his pants and threw them to the side. He leaned into me, resting his hard cock on the small of my back. Lightly grabbing my hair, he pulled my head back.

“Are you ready?” he whispered.

“I’m always ready.”

“Jesus, Emerson,” he spoke, winded as he thrust inside me, burying himself deep inside my soul.

I moaned loudly, which caused his thrusting to increase in speed. He was pounding into me like he never had before. Suddenly, he pulled out and turned me around, lifting me up so I was sitting on the edge of the table. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he thrust into me a few times and then laid me on my back so I was stretched out on the table. He climbed on top and hovered over me while he brushed the strands of hair from my face, his eyes staring into mine. Once again, he thrust into me, slow and smooth before bringing his lips to mine. It wasn’t long before his rhythmic movement brought me to an amazing orgasm, panting out his name as he pushed one last time inside and held himself there, filling me with his come.

“Are you okay?” He smiled.

I lay there, underneath him, panting and trying to catch my breath.

“Yep. I’m good. I mean, great. I mean, f*ck, Alex, what was that?”

He chuckled as he kissed my lips.

“I’m going to assume you thoroughly enjoyed it?”

“Enjoyed it is way too mild of a statement. That was mind-blowing. The type of mind-blowing sex that leaves your body craving for more every second of every day. The kind that stays with you and on your mind 24/7. The kind that one doesn’t forget so easily.”

The grin on his face grew wide as he placed his hand on my cheek.

“Good. I’ll make you a deal. Any time your body is craving that mind-blowing sex, I’m more than willing and happy to fulfill your body’s needs.”

I placed my hand on his chest. “You are way too kind, Parker. My body thanks you.”

Laughing, he kissed me one more time before climbing off of me and helping me up.





Chapter 25


Emerson

I awoke wrapped in Alex’s arms. The sheets tangled around us from the second round of mind-blowing sex we had. I lay there and listened to the drops of rain softly hit the railing of the balcony. I quietly climbed out of bed, slipped on my robe, and went out onto the balcony, staring at the city of Seattle. Being here with Alex was something I hadn’t planned on. Things were intense between us. Feelings and emotions I never experienced before crept in and left me dazed and confused. My stomach started to flutter every time he was around. What the f*ck was that about? I mentioned on more than one occasion how his scent drove me wild. But it was getting extreme. The moment I would catch a whiff of him, my pheromones took over and the ache below became more unbearable than the previous time.

“Can’t sleep?” I heard Alex say as he stepped out onto the balcony and wrapped his arms around my waist while laying his chin on my shoulder.

“I can sleep. I just woke up and heard the rain, so I thought I’d come out here for a while. I didn’t mean to wake you.” I placed my hands on his arms.

He felt good. Too good. Dangerously good. No one had ever made me feel this good before.

“You didn’t wake me.” His lips pressed into the side of my head.

“If I didn’t wake you, then why are you up?”

“Because I rolled over and I didn’t feel you next to me.”

“So I did wake you up?”

He laughed. “Fine. You woke me up.”

“Sorry,” I whispered.

“Don’t be. You can wake me up anytime you want.”

There was something I didn’t tell him. Something that happened earlier. I got a call from Adam and his work was almost finished in Tennessee. He’d be home next week, we’d have our talk, and then I’d leave; move on to the next adventure.

“Adam called me this morning.”

“How is he?” Alex asked.

“He’ll be home next week.”

“Really? I thought he had three more weeks there.”