For a second, she thought he’d decide he’d rather talk than continue the scorching path with his mouth. She held her breath, waiting to see what he’d do. Alex gave her one last long look and then dipped down to press an open-mouthed kiss to the sensitive skin just above her bikini bottoms. He moved to her thighs, kissing and nipping as he nudged them wider.
There wasn’t enough air in the room. Kendall watched him touch her, kiss her, and couldn’t look away. Pleasure washed over her, priming her so intensely, she thought she might be able to come from this alone. The thought brought a wave of embarrassment, but she pushed it away. “Alex, please.”
He paused, his mouth against skin. “Yeah?”
He was going to make her say it, wasn’t he? No gray areas with this man. He was more than willing to give her what she wanted, but he required enthusiastic consent to get them there. She might appreciate that later, when she wasn’t about to go out of her skin with wanting him. Kendall cleared her throat, and it still took two tries to get the words out. “I want your mouth on me.”
Still, he waited.
Kendall pressed her lips together and took a slow breath. She could do this. She could. She reached down and untied both sides of her swimsuit. “Make me come. Please.”
He surged up and caught her mouth. The unexpectedness of it made her squeak, but she relaxed into the feel of him almost immediately. He kissed her hard, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that he was claiming her in some way she’d never quite comprehend. It was too much and not enough and she didn’t understand any of this.
Maybe that was the point, though.
Alex, damn him, seemed to know exactly what she was thinking. He reached between them and snagged her swimsuit, and then he pulled it off her, baring her from the waist down. She didn’t have a moment to feel strange about that because he was already moving down her body to resume his position. Except this time nothing served as a barrier.
She held her breath, praying he wouldn’t make her wait, and someone upstairs must have been listening because this time Alex didn’t tease her. He gave her pussy the same thorough kiss he’d just given her mouth, exploring her with his tongue. Savoring her.
He growled and the sound made her writhe. As if he couldn’t contain his desire any more than she could. As if maybe he wasn’t as in control as he seemed. He urged her legs wider and spread her so he could fuck her slowly with this tongue. “You taste good, sweetheart. A man could lose himself in you if he’s not careful.”
She blinked, barely able to comprehend his words. He almost sounded like he thought she was some temptress, but that couldn’t possibly be right. She was Kendall freaking Barnes, and she rarely broke the rules, let alone indulged herself with something as decadent as being on the receiving end of stellar oral sex from a man who was barely more than a stranger.
“You’re thinking too hard.” He lifted his head. “We still good?”
“Yes, we’re good.” She might die if he didn’t keep going, but he showed no signs of resuming. Kendall licked her lips. “I don’t know how to stop thinking so hard,” she whispered.
Alex gave her a wicked grin. “I have a few ideas.” He went back to her clit, working her with the flat of his tongue. And then he pushed two fingers into her.
Kendall’s thoughts shorted out. Her whole world went fuzzy and then narrowed down to the way he filled her even as he kept that motion against her clit that had tension coiling through her. “Don’t stop.”
This time, Alex had no verbal response. He didn’t pick up his pace, either, didn’t rush her to the finish line. He just kept up those languid strokes as he rotated his wrist and made a motion inside her that had her whole body going liquid. “Oh god.” She forgot to worry about what he might think and dug her fingers into his hair, holding him in place. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
He didn’t stop. He drew her inexorably to the edge and then pushed her over, sending her hurtling into an orgasm that wracked her body. Her grip on his hair spasmed and she ground her pussy against his mouth, mindlessly seeking to prolong the pleasure.
As she drifted down, Alex slid his fingers out of her and gentled his kisses. She expected him to… Well, she wasn’t sure what she expected. This man never seemed to do what she anticipated.
She certainly didn’t anticipate him climbing up to lay on the bed next to her and then tucking her against his body. A little maneuvering and he flipped the comforter over them, cocooning her in warmth. She tried to tense up, but her body didn’t get the memo. Instead, she sprawled across him as he trailed his fingers up and down her spine.