Page 22 of My Brutal Alpha

I moaned softly as he reached the crook of my neck, and he latched on, sucking at the skin while his fingers brushed against the hem of my panties. My breath hitched, feeling as his fingers slipped beneath the material, and he only kept going.

When his finger brushed against my heat, moving through with ease to feel just how worked up I already was, he nipped at my neck and growled lowly into the kiss.

A louder, more surprised moan left me then, keenly aware of every movement his fingers made against me. I knew all too well how needy I must’ve seemed with my body giving me away, unable to hide that honesty from his curious fingers.

My eyes closed again as his touch dipped even lower while his thumb brushed against my clit, drawing out those almost agonized sounds from me.

He knew just how to tease me with those light movements, and I couldn’t get enough. I wanted and needed so much more; I felt he already knew that.

“So wet for me already, hm?” Ezra teased, gently stroking me as he prodded at my heat.

Moaning, I felt as he gently pushed it inside me, head tipping back slightly as sparks of pleasure moved through me.

It wasn’t fair how easily those familiar sensations came back to me and how willing I was to accept them after everything. Our past together gave him the upper hand, as he knew exactly what to do to have me wanting even more.

He chuckled lowly against my neck before he kissed my collarbones and kept up those pensive, languid strokes of his finger inside me.

My skin felt hot all over as the desire consumed me, and as desperate as it was, I just wanted more of him. I needed it.

I didn’t want to admit it, but after he kissed me during the gym opening, and ever since we had been near each other again, that attraction and longing had been building up inside me. It was relentless and begging to be fulfilled, even if I knew it went against my best interests.

The moment his lips hovered above mine again with that knowing grin, I cut what little space remained and kissed him hard.

His movements halted for a beat, seemingly caught off-guard by my urgent mouth on his. But he groaned into it,slipping his fingers away before grabbing the hem of my panties and pulling them down.

“Just when I wanted to drag this out,” he murmured against my lips in between kisses, letting the fabric fall to the floor. He reached for my bra next, pulling it down in the front until my breasts spilled over. He growled again as his eyes raked over me before demanding to feel my lips again. “That’s not happening now.”

Wordlessly, Ezra shuffled out of his briefs before pressing his body against mine. He gripped my thighs and parted them before fitting between them and letting his length slide against me.

My breath hitched at the overwhelming rush of pleasure that coursed between us, and the slow grind of his hips against mine faltered for a moment as he panted against my lips.

As he rolled forward repeatedly, allowing our bodies to slide together, drawing out the mutual pleasure, we both moaned into the kiss, hardly able to focus on the way our lips moved at that point.

My head was so full of that warm haze that I couldn’t think about anything other than the gratification and how badly I wanted more. My impatience was getting the better of me.

“Please,” I murmured, unable to stop the words from leaving me. “…more.”

While I didn’t say anything of particular substance, it was enough to make Ezra pause long enough to regain his bearings before he nodded mostly to himself, then situated between my legs with both hands on the back of my thighs.

Forehead pressed against me as he waited there, moments away from giving us what we wanted, Ezra let go ofa shaken breath as if still testing his self-restraint. “You don’t know how badly I’ve wanted this…”

While I was far too invested to say the words, I knew exactly what he meant. I had been feeling the same, and it was impossible to overcome, regardless of how I should’ve tried harder.

But the moment he pushed inside me, everything else faded away.

All that mattered was our bodies merging as he kept going, making our breath hitch as if it were the first time. He grunted at the slight resistance of my walls surrounding him before he continued, hands tight around my thighs.

My eyes rolled back at the wave of pleasure that filled my system.

Returning to that mind-numbing state after not feeling it for so long was so overwhelming that I could only pant and cling to his strong body as every second of it consumed me.

Ezra cursed under his breath the moment he filled me completely, still pinning me to the counter while his face dropped to my neck. He stayed still for a moment as he caught his breath, drawing out that static pleasure.

I shuddered at the feeling of being so full of him, along with the warmth of his breath against my neck. A louder, more enthusiastic moan escaped me the moment he pulled back out before rolling his hips into me again.

The crash of pleasure that hit me made every other thought dissolve within my mind. At that moment, only the two of us existed, and I couldn’t care less about what else was happening around us.

With one hand against the counter behind me, the other clutched at his back to both hang on and give him leverage simultaneously. Leaning my head against his as he remained pressed to me, slowly thrusting into me, my breaths came out unsteady and full of desperation.

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