He had put a pause on his own life to help a woman who had abandoned their marriage two years earlier to run away with another man. Alex was simply a good human being. The best there was.
My gaze dropped to his sexy mouth and unable to resist, I bent down and brushed my lips against his. He groaned and a hand shot out and went around my neck, holding me captive.
As the kiss deepened, the heat between my legs intensified and spread to the rest of my body. I needed to feel more of him. I drew away.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“Just getting comfortable,” I said, moving on top of him and aligning my body with his. “I thought you were asleep.” I peppered kisses around his mouth.
“I still am,” he said and wrapped his hand around me, pulling me against his bulging cock.
I laughed softly and shifted my body and pushed my pelvis against the bulge of his cock. I rocked against him, creating delicious friction that built a fire in my body.
Alex, never one to lie still, took charge, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and engaging my tongue in a sweet dance that had me moaning softly. His hands cupped my ass and squeezed, and I let out a cry of pleasure.
“I want to see you naked,” Alex growled into my mouth. He broke the kiss and moved to a sitting position shifting me to his lap.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and he stood up with me, his hands cupping my ass as he walked. I trailed kisses down his neck, longing for the moment when we would be skin to skin.
In the bedroom, he lowered me to the floor and as if my mutual agreement, we stripped off, our eyes glued to each other. When I threw the last piece of clothing, I stood before him, naked and aching.
“You look beautiful,” he said, closing the gap between us.
I shivered as he raised his hands to my breasts and cupped them, his thumbs automatically stretching to flick my nipples. He lowered his head to take a taut nipple into his mouth.
I threw my head back and reveled in the sensations that coursed through my body. I threaded my fingers through his silky hair. He circled my nipple with his tongue, teasing it for a few seconds before taking it into his hot mouth.
He shifted his attention to the other waiting achy nipple, sucking and licking until I was begging for more. I pulled him up and guided him to the bed. My pussy was drenched and I was desperate for Alex to be inside me.
He sat at the edge of the bed and I straddled him. He cupped my breasts and played with my nipples as our mouths met for another spine-tingling kiss that sent waves of pleasure straight to my pussy.
His groans and trembles made me feel powerful. As if, I alone had the power to make Alex feel like that. I raised my hips and gripped the base of his steel hard cock. I squeezed my eyes shut as I lowered myself onto his cock. It parted my folds and pushed its way in aided by Alex’ hands on my waist.
“You feel so fucking good,” he said, looking up at me.
I giggled. “So polite.”
“If you want polite you have the wrong man,” he said, his cobalt eyes wild and passionate.
My heartbeat changed to a gallop at the intensity in his voice. Alex and I were kidding ourselves. We could never keep it as just physical. The love we’d had was too strong, too explosive. Already, I knew that my feelings had waked up from hibernation.
They consumed me when I thought about Alex and this time, I knew that I would not be the one doing the walking away. How would I survive when he went back to his life in New York?
I pushed away the thoughts threatening to invade on my pleasure and instead concentrated on the pleasure that came from having Alex fill me completely. I rocked up and down on his cock, breasts swaying with every movement.
He had always loved my breasts and now his eyes were glued to my chest and I arched my back to give him a better view. I moaned and rocked as his cock hit sensitive spots deep inside me.
Alex flicked his tongue over my nipples every time they got within reach. We fell into a rhythm and I lost myself to the magic that Alex and I were creating. His cock throbbed inside me and I clamped his cock with my muscles, needing him to come at the same time as I did.
My insides grew tighter and tighter, until my body started to convulse and the surge of my orgasm lifted me like a wave and then exploded, sending pulses of pleasure to every part of my body.