Page 63 of Scrooge

“I just want to kiss it better,” I breathe out against his skin, as I kiss his knuckles again and then again. Peppering them all over his sore hand. Peering up at him under my lashes, I see his gaze burning with desire. I love the way he looks at me like this. My body heats under his attention.

“Sunflower… I need you in my bed,” he tells me, jaw ticking as his injured hand lifts to cup my cheek.

I bite my bottom lip, trying to stop the smile forming. He moves a little closer, his other hand running around my waist.

“God, what are you doing to me?” he says before his lips lower to mine. The rush is intense as he kisses me, both of us moaning into it. I almost sag with relief as his arm pulls my waist in tight, cementing me to his body as our tongues tease and lips brush.

When he moves my face with his hand to deepen the kiss, I wrap my arms around his neck, spreading my legs wider to pull us as flush as possible. I feel tingles in my toes, the sensation running up my legs and over my body, followed by warmth before my pussy clenches, my body arching into his.

“Alex, please,” I say breathily as he starts to kiss down my jaw with passion. His hands coast around to my back, meeting the zipper of my dress, and he lowers it slowly. My dress falls away and his hands drop to my waist as he cups my side, running his hand back up my torso, taking my dress up with his touch. His thumbs graze my breast, and I raise my hands as he swoops the material straight from my body, my hair flowing around my shoulders with the action. He steps back to look at me as I sit before him in nothing but my underwear.

“You are a fucking vision,” he says as he comes back to me, picking me up from the counter, carrying me like I weigh nothing as he walks us to his bedroom. Placing me on the bed, he kneels tall in front of me, his bare torso on display through his open shirt. I forget all about what happened tonight at the restaurant as my eyes trail down, landing on his belt buckle. My hands move quickly as I open his belt and lower his zipper for the second time tonight.

“We can go slower,” he says, his hand running through my hair, the silky strands falling straight through his grasp. I moan at the tickly feeling.

“I don’t want slow,” I tell him as I lower his pants, and he stands, pushing them down and kicking them off to the side. It shouldn’t be a surprise, since we just had sex in his hallway, but I was blinded by passion and didn’t see him up close. Now, I gulp as I take him in. He opens the remaining buttons on his shirt.

“Jesus,” I say as I fling open his shirt, which reveals a perfectly sculpted torso that I didn’t think was humanly possible to achieve until right now. I stare at him, almost in disbelief, as I run my hands up and down his muscles, and he leans forward, kissing my neck. Gripping my ass again, he grinds his pelvis into mine. I gasp as I feel him, hard and large, and my mouth finds his on an eager moan.

“God, I want you,” he groans against my lips.

“I want you too,” I say as I lower my hand and feel him. I wrap my hands around him and then run my hand up and down his length.

“Shit,” he hisses as he pulls back from my mouth.

“What do you want, Sunflower? Tell me,” he asks, standing before me entirely naked. Slight arrogance edges his tone as his eyes canvass me from top to toe. I have never felt so turned on in my life. I’m confident, both inside and out of the bedroom, and tonight is no exception.

“Let me show you…” I slip off the bed and stand in front of him. He is rock-hard, and I feel him against my body as I start to lower slowly.

“Jesus,” he murmurs as his hand falls to my head. I kiss my way down his amazing body, my hands feeling every ridge. His dick pulsates as I fall to my knees in front of him, and I get comfortable as I grab him in my hand.

“You’re so hard,” I say as I run my thumb across his tip, feeling precum already. He is hot and throbbing, and my pussy clenches at how he felt inside me.

“All for you.”

Looking down at me, he waits, letting me lead, and so I do.

28

ALEXANDER

I’m so fucking hard right now. She is on her knees, wearing a red lacy set of underwear that I want to lick off her body.

“So fucking pretty…” I groan as I feel her take me in her mouth. Warm, wet, perfect. She’s going slow, teasing. This woman knows exactly what she is doing.

She moans on my cock as I glide it back into her mouth, her hand gripping on to my ass, the other playing with my balls.

“Ahhhh… like that, Sunflower… Jesus, just like that.” I don’t even recognize my own voice. I love sex. What man doesn’t? But it has been a hell of a long time since I’ve felt half as good as I do now. All other partners have been merely transactional. A good time had by all, but no feelings involved. That is exactly how I thought Haylee and I would be, but now… Now I can barely remember my own name.

She squirms, her breasts almost spilling out of her bra. My mouth waters, wanting them in my mouth again. My hand hurts like a motherfucker from that punch, but this is making it all so worth it. Haylee is not a woman I thought would ever get on her knees, but she knows what she is doing, and fuck, I would let her do this to me any day of the week.

“Is your pussy wet? Is it throbbing?” I tease her when she moans again, thighs rubbing together. Both my hands gather up her long hair, sweeping it from her face and off her neck so I get a better visual.

“Mmmhmmm,” she moans her response, nodding lazily as I fill her mouth. The vibrations tingle my skin, and I swear if I don’t stop this, I am going to come way too soon.

“Show me,” I tell her, gently pulling myself from her mouth. She takes in a breath, lips red and swollen as she smiles up at me. My cock twitches at the sight, and I grab her hand, helping her from the floor to lay her back on the bed.

“Alex?” she questions as she watches me closely.

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