Page 77 of Alluring

He gave her a wicked chuckle. "Leave the bra and panties. Get on your hands and knees and crawl to the bed." He swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat up. He watched her bite her lip, indecision written on her face. He wouldn't force her to do something she didn't want to do, but the thought of her down on her knees, crawling across the floor to him, had his cock growing painfully hard.

She stood for a minute deciding, then gracefully got down on all fours and slowly made her way to the bed. Jack's eyes devoured the sexy line of her back, her hips and ass swaying as she crawled. "Head up. Look at me." Her lips were slightly parted and her little pink tongue peeked out to wet them. If she only knew, what she did to him. He feared the day she figured out how much power she had over him.

"Stop. Sit up on your knees. Reach up and let down your hair." Ringlets and curls fell over her chest, shoulders and down her back as she pulled the elastic from her hair. "Stand up. Take two steps forward. Then turn so your back faces me."

Fuck, her following his directions was such a turn on. He just wished she'd been as compliant at dinner. The little minx was hiding something and it pissed him off. How was he supposed to adequately protect her if she did crazy and foolish things?

He pushed her hair over her shoulders and unhooked her bra. He wanted nothing to mar his view of her back. He traced his finger down her spine, starting between her shoulder blades and ending at the dip at the top of her ass. He brought his hand around to her stomach and pulled her back so his tongue could trace the same line.

He hooked his thumbs in the elastic of her panties at her hips and pulled them down over her ass cheeks. "I'm looking at perfection, right now, Alexis. Bend over and touch your toes."

She hesitated for just a second before complying. He wondered what she was thinking. Was she as turned on as he was? Only one was to find out. He slipped his fingers through her folds. Soaked. Thank Christ. He didn't want to stop.

Her ass was in his face. He could literally stay like this the rest of his life and die a happy man. He licked through her folds and the rounded globes of her cheeks. She squirmed a little, but he had a hold of her hips. She wasn't going anywhere.

He didn't want all the blood rushing to her head. "Stand up. Turn and face me." He whisked the bra from her arms and slid her panties to her ankles. "Step out." He hooked an arm around her waist and captured a nipple between his teeth, biting down softly, before sucking it into his mouth.

She moaned, tipping her head back, exposing the line of her throat. Fuck, she was sexy. And she was all his. He growled low in his throat, something primeval overtaking him. He picked her up and tossed her onto the center of the bed. He quickly covered her with his body, wanting to surround her withhim. He buried his face in her throat, drawing in the scent that was solely Alexis. "You're mine, Alexis. Say you understand."

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She was panting now. "I understand."

"I'm gonna bury myself, so deep inside you, that you're gonna scream your release and when you do, I want you screaming my name. Say you understand."

Oh God, she was going to come just from his words, and his hot breath floating across the skin of her neck. "I understand."

"Open your legs." He sat up between them. "Wider."

She spread her legs, wide. She lifted her head and looked down the length of her body. He just stared at her. Then slowly, as she watched, he touched her with a single finger. He gently stroked through her folds, up then down, over and over, driving her mad with a single digit.

He leaned forward, his face so close, but not touching. Teasing her with his hot breath. She tried arching her hips, but her legs were spread too far for her to reach high enough. She looked down her body again, just a little closer and he would be rightthere.

She must have made a noise of frustration because he chuckled. Tiny bursts of air drifted across her sensitive flesh, causing her to groan louder, her hands fisted in the sheets, her hips bucking, begging for relief.

"Easy." The word came to her through a fog of want and need. He still used only that one, maddening finger, stroking her almost lazily, taking her to the edge of her sanity.

And then he plunged into her. And she did scream. She screamed his name as shock wave after shock wave consumed her body.

She laid limply in his arms, draped across his body. The steady beat of his heart pounded out a rhythm in her ear. The gentle rise and fall of his chest lulled her to that state between wakefulness and sleep.

"You asleep, sweetheart?"

"Hmm ...," Alexis replied, letting him know she was listening.

His fingers dipped into her hair, brushing through the tangled strands. Alexis almost purred, it felt so good. Instead, she snuggled closer to him.

"I love you," he said, kissing the top of her head.

"I love you, too," she murmured into his chest.

"Please tell me, whatever crazy idea you've got in that head of yours, isn't dangerous."

"It isn't dangerous." Unless you count aggravating a violent stalker dangerous.

"So youdohave something going through your head?"

Alexis sighed, sneaky bastard, catching her while she was half asleep. "That's not what I meant."

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