I could give her something. I could give her pleasure.
Keeping my eyes on hers, I moved to my knees between her legs. Her lips rolled between her teeth and I waited for her to pull back in regret. Instead, she parted the towel and exposed every inch of her beautiful skin.
God her breasts were beautiful. Full and just as pale as the rest of her. I lowered to press a single kiss to her mound to let her know what I planned to do, needing to give her every opportunity to stop if she wanted. She whimpered and her legs tensed before relaxing, falling further apart.
“Is this okay?” I growled like a barely restrained animal.
“Please,” she whimpered.
I slipped my thumb between her folds and rubbed her clit, loving the way her hips jerked forward and she gasped. Holding her open, I leaned in and licked her from her opening all the way to her clit.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, her hand moving to burrow in my hair.
“That’s it, baby. Use me.”
I gripped a thigh and pushed it up, exposing more. I wanted it all. My lips trailed from her knee, down her thigh before I dove back in, tasting her. I pushed my tongue as deep inside her as I could before pulling back out to play at her bundle of nerves.
She tugged at my hair and moved me how she wanted, her hips thrusting up to ride my face. I hummed when I sucked the bud into my mouth. I flicked my tongue hard and fast listening to what turned her on.
It only took a couple of minutes before she was gasping and crying out, her pussy fluttering around my tongue as I thumbed her clit.
“Erik. Oh, God. Yes. God. Yes. Please.” She rambled words, lost in her haze of pleasure.
I softened the pressure and eased back, bringing her down from her high slowly. She finally stopped panting and opened her eyes.
Looking down at me, she stroked my face, a flood of tenderness pouring off a woman who should be hiding under her covers.
“I want more,” she stated. “I said I wouldn’t ask for more. But, Erik, I want it.”
It had been a joke to try and hold off. This woman was strong and beautiful and I’d do anything to keep her whole.
“Anything,” I breathed. She looked so innocent staring down at me, her eyes wide and pleading. Her lips rolled between her teeth and I acted. I shifted up the bed, holding myself above her and kissing her lips free until I was the one nibbling at the soft flesh.
If she said she wanted all of me, then I would give her every bit. I couldn’t pretend to hold back and give her bits and pieces like I’d done since meeting her.
She deserved more than that. She deserved everything and I was going to do my damnedest to give it to her.
22
Alexandra
I was naked in a naked man’s arms who had just put his mouth on me. It had been amazing and more intimate than anything I could have imagined. A giggle almost bubbled up just thinking about it.
Realistically I knew I should be pulling away from every touch after what happened tonight. I should be cowering in a corner after watching him become an animal. He almost killed a man and in the moment—still tied to the bed—I’d wanted him to do it.
Now, as Erik’s big body hovered over mine, I was in control. I was choosing to be skin to skin with this man, to have his lips feasting on mine. I chose this sexuality and wouldn’t let anyone take it from me.
His tongue tangled with mine and I could taste myself on his lips. It should have been weird, but instead, all I felt was heat building from my core, an inferno consuming me.
“You taste so fucking good,” he whispered against my skin, working his way down my neck.
His hand found my thigh and pulled it up on his hip. I used my foot to work the towel off his hips, needing him as naked as I was. He tossed the towel away before situating his length at my opening and thrusting up and down my slit like we’d done last night.
“Is this okay?”
“Yes,” I moaned. “More.”
“God, Alexandra, you’re going to kill me.”
He didn’t seem to mind because as soon as the words left his mouth, his lips latched on to my nipple and sucked. I cried out and arched my back, offering myself to him.
My hands gripped his arms before roaming down his back so I could grip his ass in my palms. His muscles flexed when he thrust against me again and I dug my fingers in. Erik came off my breast with a pop and lifted up enough for me to see his chest. I took the opportunity to let my hands explore each groove and bump.