Page 107 of My Forbidden Alpha

“Oh Goddess, Elijah,” she breathes, her fingers twisting into my lush, thick locks. She moans softly as I pleasure her, gasping when she feels my finger squeeze into her. I follow up with a second instantly.

Oh yeah, she feels so damn tight wrapped around my fingers. I feel her body tense as I begin fucking her with my fingers; her moans becoming louder and louder as I slam my fingers into her, curling them right up as I hit that sweet spot.

Each thrust makes her wetter and wetter. I continue to suck and flick her clit faster and faster, matching the speed of my fingers that ram into her hard.

“That’s it, right there, oh fuck, baby,” she moans. Her body tenses as her pleasure rises. “I’m… I’m going to come,” she gasps.

I don’t reply, satisfaction and pleasure filling me as I feel her juices against my fingers. I speed up, continuing my torture on her clit as my fingers fuck her fast and hard, her moans and soft screams filling the room.

“Oh, fuck… that’s it… oh, Goddess don’t stop…nh!” she moans, her words becoming incoherent. The tone of her voice sounds sexier than ever before and her entire body arches as a fucking intense orgasm rips through her.

I move back, wanting to see her in pure pleasure, my fingers still pounding into her. Never have I seen a woman look sofucking beautiful as she does right now.

“Fuck!” she gasps as her ass lifts from the bed, her head tilted back, one hand in her hair, the other squeezing her breast and her eyes roll back with pleasure. I don’t stop my assault on her, my fingers still fucking her hard and fast.

“Oh, fuck!” she moans as she squirts all over my hand, riding out her orgasm. She blushes, realising what she’s just done, and a tiny smirk crosses my lips as I look into her flushed face, our eyes locking.

She looks away, slightly embarrassed as she whimpers as I tease her, struggling to get free. Still, I don’t stop, watching her body riding through the aftershock of her orgasm. She’s trembling, but I keep fucking her until her juices stop flowing.

I caress her inner thigh with my free hand, removing my fingers slowly. She bites her lip as I pull out fully. I raise my soaking fingers to my mouth, licking them clean, as I keep my eyes locked with hers.

She tastes beyond fucking good.

“You’re fucking heaven on earth,” I say huskily, massaging her tender pussy as she lays there, breathing hard. Her eyes run over my body before she smiles softly, blushing. Her post-orgasm glow is damn real. She’s glowing.

“Fuck me, Elijah,” she whispers, her breasts rising and falling. I smirk and get off the mattress, slowly unzipping my pants fully. My eyes never leave hers as I tease her, removing my pants at a slow pace, allowing her to enjoy the show, which she clearly is.

She sits up slightly, her head tilting to the side, her hair cascading over her shoulder. Her lips, bruised from all the kissing, are parted slightly as she looks at me in my black boxers.

“Enjoying the show?” I tease.

She bites her lip, nodding slightly, her eyes fixed on my manhood as I pull my boxers off. I smirk, watching her eyes trailover me, licking her lips hungrily.

“Goddess, you’re perfect,” she breathes, leaning over to run her hand down my chiselled abs.

I push her gently back onto the mattress before I climb on top of her, my arms trapping her between them. She reaches down and runs her hand over my manhood, stroking the thick, long shaft.

“Elijah…”

“Mm?” I ask, realising this is it.

Both of our hearts are racing, knowing what we’re about to do will change everything.

She looks at me, a vulnerable sparkle in her eyes.

“You’ve been in my dreams so often for the last two years,” she whispers. Her confession takes me by surprise, I gaze down at her, my eyes widening slightly.

What?

I observe her intently, curiosity filling me. She’s dreamt of me? I can tell from her dreamy green eyes telling me she is not lying as she continues to stroke me, making pleasure run through me at her touch.

How did I not notice it? Because she never lets anyone in.

“Then it’s only right I make every dream you ever had come true and I’m sure I’ll be way fucking better than any dream possibly could, I mean this is the real deal,” I murmur, as I tug her head up and kiss her once again.

She chuckles softly against my lips.

“Ever the cocky Westwood,” she whispers, kissing me again.

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