Page 27 of Alistair

She dragged him up to her lips for a kiss that rocked his world, her tongue dancing with his as they kissed deeply.

He undid her jeans and pushed them down, kissing his way down her neck as she lifted her hips and helped him shove the jeans and panties over her bottom. He couldn’t help but sink his fingers into her wet heat, sucking hard on her neck as she rocked into his hand, pressing one of her hands against his to push him deeper.

She moaned his name and gasped as her pussy clenched his fingers, and he knew she was right at the cusp of orgasm. He wanted her to come on his tongue, to know what she tasted like when she fell apart.

He slid down her body and shoved her jeans down her legs. She toed off her shoes, and he pulled her clothes free from her body, then moved between her legs and grasped her thighs with his hands. He licked her wet heat, delving his tongue into her core. She tasted so fucking sweet he could come just from getting her off.

He gripped her thighs and tongued her core, growling softly into her flesh as he licked and sucked at her, finding her clit with his tongue and playing with the tight bud. She clutched at the bedding, her hips flexing as he drove her to the height of pleasure.

She cried out his name as she came, and he licked her sweet honey as she chanted his name in a mindless whisper, a deep satisfaction blooming within him.

“I need you inside me,” she whispered, gripping his shoulder, her nails digging into his skin.

He slipped from the bed to strip, then opened the side table drawer and pulled out a condom.

When he climbed back between her spread thighs, her pretty pink pussy wet and beckoning, he ripped the packet and held her gaze as he slipped it over his aching length.

He wanted to come inside her, to mark her with his come and know what the pure pleasure of being within her would be like, but he didn’t want to betray her trust. He fit the head of his cock against her opening and leaned down for a kiss. She curled her legs around his hips and tilted her pelvis, moaning in a soft and needy way.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured against her lips.

She smiled at him and nipped at his jaw, her hands flexing on his back.

Before she could say anything, he pushed into her, sliding slowly, feeling every inch of her heat surround him until he was deep inside, their bodies wed tightly together. Her head kicked back and she dug her nails into his back.

“Alistair, oh, ohhhh…” She let her voice drop into just a wordless moan.

He slipped from her pussy and plunged back in, his control hanging on by a thread. He wanted her to come again, he wanted to feel her pulse around his dick, but she felt too damn good he wasn’t sure he would last.

Grinding his teeth together, he slid a hand under her hips and lifted her, his knees digging into the mattress for balance as he deepened the angle with each thrust.

Swiveling his hips, he kept moving until she gasped and locked her gaze to his, and he knew he’d hit the right spot. Every thrust brought his body in touch with her clit, the sensitive bud getting just the right friction to send her over the edge again.

He fucked her hard and fast, knowing he was bruising her with his tight hold, knowing that he was moments from coming.

Sweat beaded on his skin as he kept hold of his control, not daring to come until she’d come once more.

He wanted her pleasure more than his next breath.

Craved it on a cellular level.

He couldn’t stop the growl of need that welled up inside him.

Her eyes darkened and her skin flushed, and then she came, her pussy gripping him like a fist and drawing his orgasm to the front.

With a hard thrust, he pressed against her, catching himself on the bed and lowering his head as his whole body shuddered as pleasure soared within him. His veins felt like they were filled with fire, his skin tingled, and his ears buzzed.

He wanted to fall next to her and cuddle her close, but a small part of his brain knew he needed to take care of the condom.

Gripping the base of his cock, he pulled gently from her pussy and leaned over for a kiss.

“I nearly passed out from that,” she whispered, cupping his face to kiss him a second time.

“Me too,” he promised.

Slipping from the bed, he hurried to the bathroom and dropped the condom into the trash, then returned to the bed and her side.

He pulled her against him and rolled so she was lying on top of him like a warm blanket. He cuddled her close and stroked her back.

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