Page 33 of Alluring

CHAPTER TWELVE

Shit. He saw the panic on her face and knew he had pushed too fast. Fuck it. She was his, and the sooner she realized this, the better. He wanted to walk into his home and be surrounded by her, her scent, her essence, her belongings, her laughter, her body. "I want you to move in with me."

"I can't move in with you. I ... It's too fast." She was getting flustered. He had to put her at ease.

"Let's try it for a month. You can keep your apartment." He moved in close, their noses touching as he spoke against her lips. "Move in with me, Alexis."

She licked her lips, in turn licking his. "For a month? If I kept my apartment, it wouldn't be like I was moving in. It would be more like a long visit."

She was rationalizing. He was fine with that as long as it got him what he wanted, her in his home. He smiled. He knew she felt it because his lips were still against hers. "Let's go upstairs so I can fuck you inourbed."

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"Jack, please."

"Please what, Alexis?"

She was beyond aroused. If he didn't bury himself in her soon, she was going to start whimpering. "Please, I need you."

"What do you need?" He took her nipple into his mouth sucking deep.

Alexis moaned, arching herself off the bed. "I need you inside me."

Jack sat up on his knees. "Roll over on you stomach, baby."

Alexis was too far gone not to obey.

"Up on your knees. Ass in the air. Brace your arms on either side of your head."

Alexis was quick to comply.

"Spread your legs a little wider, baby." She felt him rub his hands along her ass. "Wish you could see this view. Your perfect." He grasped her hips and pushed inside. "So tight and wet. You're dripping for me."

Alexis sighed as he entered her. She pushed back with each of his forward thrusts. She felt so full, and the spot he was hitting, sweet torture. "Don't stop. Please don't stop," she chanted.

He pounded into her hard. Her head pushed into the pillows. She threw her arms before her, bracing against the headboard for leverage. He brought his hand around, stroked her sweet spot, and she exploded.

She cried out his name. Hers bursting from his lips as he gave a final thrust, collapsing against her back. He quickly rolled to his side, bringing her with, holding her tightly in his arms.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He asked, softly rubbing her hip and thigh.

"It was amazing," she murmured against his chest, already half asleep.

He kissed the top of her head. "Sleep, sweetheart. I've got you."

"Okay." She closed her eyes and drifted off to the sound of his heartbeat.

"Do you think this is a bad idea?" Alexis asked, as Steph sat on her bed, watching her sort through the clothes in her closet, deciding what she wanted to take with her to Jack's.

"Probably."

Alexis popped her head out of the closet and turned to look at her friend. "Really?" She walked to the bed and sat down. "Then why aren't you trying to stop me?"

"Because, I said probably. I don't know for sure." Steph reached for her soda and took a sip. "What if it ends up working out."

"I don't know, maybe I shouldn't do this. I already really like him. He makes me feel things I've never felt before. Living with him will make it worse."

"So what. Why can't you have feelings for him? Why can't you fall in love?"

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