Page 84 of Not Your Little Girl Anymore

So fucking desperate.

Goosebumps trail along her skin as I drag my lips down the expanse of her neck, meeting her perfect pink nipples. Her body shudders under my touch, and she draws in a nervous breath.

“Shhh. I’ve got you.”

She nods, and her body relaxes under my touch.

Flicking and rolling my tongue over one of her nipples, I suck it into my mouth.

“Oh, god.” She moans, gripping my hair and wanting more.

“Mmm.” Her nipple pops from my mouth, and I move to the other side, taking that one and repeating the process.

The taste of her sweet and salty skin makes my cock ache. If I keep this up, I might explode before I have a chance to feel her wrapped around my cock. Ghosting my lips across her soft skin, I explore every inch of her creamy flesh, kissing and touching all over.

Her plump lips part as I slowly make my way down her frame. I push her knees apart with my elbows and adjust myself between her thighs. She watches me intently.

Smirking, I hook my finger on the side of her panties, pulling them off to the side, and carefully drag the pad of my thumb between her lips.

“Mmm. You’re so wet for me.” Her cheeks glisten with pink as she smiles. “Eyes on me,” I demand.

She obeys, her swollen breast rising with each breath she takes.

Dipping my head down, I lick my tongue up the slit of her folds, relishing in the sweet taste. A moan falls from my lungs, vibrating against her clit and causing her to whimper. Her body tightens, so eager to come.

“You taste so good,” I murmur between each flick of my tongue.

Sucking her swollen clip into my mouth, I swirl the tip of my tongue around, gently massaging it.

“Oh… oh god,” she moans, arching into me.

“I bet you like that, yeah?”

“I want more.”

Grinning, I adjust my position, slipping two fingers inside and curling my fingers against that perfect spot at her cervix. She fists the sheets, gripping the fabric tight as I thrust my fingers faster. Her back arches further as I work my fingers effortlessly.

“Oh my god, Alec,” she cries out.

The sound of my name falling from her lips is bliss.

Each movement is faster and harder. I can feel just how close she’s getting.

I withdraw my fingers to slide her panties off. She raises her ass for easier access, and I toss them onto the floor before hovering back over her.

“Tell me, pretty girl,” I breathe into her neck.

“What?”

“Tell me what you want.”

Her chest heaves, struggling to respond through shuddered breaths. “Fuck me, Alec Sokolov. I want you to fuck me.”

A grin forms on my face, my eyes darkening. “Oh, pretty girl.” I chuckle, running my bottom lip up her neck and, napping at her ear, and nipping at the small lobe. “I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to make love to you.”

Reaching my arm to the left, into my nightstand, I pull out a condom, carefully opening it with my teeth and passing it to Summer. She looks at me nervously.

“Put. It. On,” I demand.

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