Page 40 of The Bratva's Auctioned Bride

I moaned louder, one hand lost in his loose curls while the other gripped the table beneath me in an attempt to feel in control of my body through the incredible pleasure.

Not wasting a moment, giving in to his eagerness, Alex moved his tongue against me faster, sucking and licking me like he’d never get the chance again. As if it were the only thing sustaining him.

I was a mess already, skin hot as I took in every sensation, struggling to keep myself grounded in the moment. His relentless movements, like a starved man, caused that pleasure to mount within me to a frustrating extent.

There was no hesitance or resistance in his body as he continued his ministrations, quickly pushing me closer and closer to the release I was so close to begging for as I moved my hips against him.

Alex groaned into me at my involuntary grinding, clearly finding it too hot to resist.

As my lower stomach tightened, awash with pleasure and approaching bliss, I moaned louder for him, concentrating on how that ecstasy was so near and almost tangible. But before I could reach that high, Alex pulled away, and that loss made me sigh immediately with veiled disappointment. It almost felt like torture given how close I had been.

Reassuringly, surely aware of that sudden drop in pleasure, Alex kissed my inner thighs as he yanked his briefs down, eyes reflecting just how desperate and hungry he really was.

The moment the material hit the floor, he moved in, body pressed against mine as he slipped an arm beneath my back, face close to mine, lips hovering so tantalizingly close. He grinneddown at me. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m not done with you yet.”

I shivered at his words, well aware that it was only the beginning, as he fit himself between my thighs again, slowly rolling his hips forward, sliding through the mess he made of me from his previous ministrations.

Groaning, I tilted my head back, far too worked up to have any patience left. “Please…” I murmured, breathlessly, “…don’t make me wait.”

Alex swallowed back a growl in his throat as he found my lips again, kissing me hard while he lined himself up. “Only because you asked so nicely…and because I can’t wait, either.”

Despite half expecting him to drag it out even longer, I gasped quietly, caught off-guard as he pressed into me, facing very little resistance as he slipped inside me.

Our breath caught as he moved further, reuniting in the best way possible, almost like it was the first time all over again. As he eased all the way to the hilt, lower half pressed completely against mine, we both took a moment to regain our bearings.

The feeling of being full of him was enough to bring that pleasant haze over me, rendering me useless until reaching that high we were both seeking.

Adjusting his grip on me, Alex groaned while he pulled his hips back before slipping in again, making me tense with pleasure around him, fingers digging into his shoulders.

“Fuck…I’ll never get enough of this,” Alex murmured against my skin as his cheek pressed against mine, swallowing hard and moving deliberately, slowly building his pace.

My eyes rolled back as he thrusted almost methodically, savoring every moment and every overwhelming sensation as he kept moving in the expert way he always seemed to. Head tiltedback, I let myself get lost in those addictive strokes, far too gone to have any inhibitions left at all. It didn’t matter how many times he entered me, or how he did it, it felt perfect every time, and just as fulfilling.

I shivered as he rolled his hips into me harder, prompting a louder moan from me. My brows pinched together in concentration as I focused on that gratification, feeling hungry for more. As a result, Alex groaned into my neck and gripped me tighter, zeroing in on the position and depth.

Giving in to that want and eagerness, Alex thrusted even deeper, using his prowess to make us cling to one another like our lives depended on it, seeking that familiar bliss. It didn’t matter that the table was cold and hard beneath me—not while he held me close and gave me wave after wave of incredible pleasure, focused so keenly on pushing us both nearer to that edge.

By then, we were both a mess, eager and chasing that opportunity to let go and to be so completely bound together. At that moment, nothing outside of us existed, and I knew I’d never be able to get enough of him.

We committed to one another completely; just as attracted, full of desire, and willing to do anything to continue exploring what we had. I never thought we’d ever get to that point, but since we came to an agreement, I didn’t want to be without it.

Alex grunted as he angled my hips up, able to reach a new position that made us both groan.

My fingers dug into his skin as he urged us higher and closer to that precipice, completely focused on the pressure that mounted within me.

His thrusts faltered slightly, but with a groan, he sucked in a breath and held himself back. Maintaining his thrusts, he moved with more urgency, leaving wet kisses against my neck while his breath panted against my neck.

Head tipped back, I soaked in every moment of it, only caring then about how his body felt moving with mine, and how close we both were to reaching the edge.

Reaching the spot that made sparks shoot down my spine, my eyes closed tighter as my body tensed. The breath caught in my throat, and for a moment, I couldn’t make another sound. My grip on him tightened, and I gasped, feeling as the coil within me snapped, and I couldn’t hold it back.

Giving in, bliss crashed over me as Alex reached his own release, grunting into my neck as his body went rigid, leaning against me completely with one hand bracing him on the table, the other resting on my hip.

Letting out of a breath, he rocked his hips slowly to guide us both through that euphoria, fingers anchoring himself to my skin. I relaxed into that pleasant state, dazed and warm from the whole thing as I caught my breath, leaning against him in return, feeling as he moved his forehead to rest against mine.

Alex swallowed and collected himself before he released a breathy chuckle. “We put the table to good use, hm?”

I couldn’t help but crack a smile in return, arms lazily draped around his waist as we stayed close, unwilling to pull away yet.

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