Page 118 of From Maybe to Baby

My dick instantly goes hard.

“What are you doing?” I ask in a strangled voice.

Her laugh is sultry. “Isn’t it obvious? I want you, Jonas. Desperately. But if you don’t want me, I can take care of myself. You can watch if you want.”

One of her hands lowers, and I watch in rapt fascination as her fingers circle her clit, then dip lower as they delve into her pussy. Alexa moans as she works herself, and precum leaks from the head of my dick.

“Do you want to fuck me, Jonas?” Her voice is throaty with desire. “I want you to. And I’ll tell you a secret. I want your cock in my mouth, down my throat. I want to taste you. Do you want me to?”

Goddamn.Guess she’d bottled all this up in Paris.

My hands shoot to my belt, and I struggle to unbuckle it. After kicking off my shoes, I drag my jeans and boxers down, then rip off my sweater with one hand.

“Fuck, baby,” I growl.

I take a step forward, then stop as Alexa moves her fingers to her mouth, sucking them clean of her own juices. Holy shit. Then she crawls toward me, rising to her knees as she reaches my feet.

Her lips encase the head of my cock. Closing my eyes, I concentrate on the sensation of her lips and tongue.

“Suck it, baby,” I whisper.

“I will,” Alexa mumbles, her mouth full of me.

“Please.”

“Please what?”

“I forgot to say please.”

With a muffled giggle, she dives down my length, working me, making wet, slurping sounds.

After a few more seconds, she backs away and then points at the bed. “Lay down, please,” she whispers.

She wastes no time straddling my face, lowering herself to my waiting mouth. She leans forward, completing our sixty-nine position, and takes my cock back into her mouth.

I devour her, probing as far as my tongue can stretch. I can’t get enough of her addictive pussy.

Moments later, she climbs off me and turns around. She grabs my cock, holding it upright, and lowers herself onto it. Inch by inch, she accepts me until I am balls deep inside.

She rises until my dick nearly exits, then collapses back down on me again, slamming her body into mine. “You’re covered in me,” she says, kissing me, all while pistoning my cock. “I needed this, Jonas. I needed you to fuck me tonight.”

I meet her thrusts, hiking my hips while holding her firm ass.

“Yeah, baby,” I urge.

“It’s good, isn’t it?”

“I want to see you come,” I growl.

The urge to take control, to pound her, overtakes me. I push her off, positioning her on hands and knees to enter her from behind.

She moans loudly as I pound her. Again and again, I slam myself balls-deep, holding her tits. I explode. Moments later, she joins me.

After, she lies in my arms and I feel myself dozing off, only to wake when she’s jerking my cock back to full hardness. Without a word, she climbs on and rides me, facing away and giving me a perfect view of her lovely ass.

She moans, tossing her head. “Fuck, fuck yes. It feels so good.”

Every stroke swallows me to my balls. Every lunge is more powerful than the last. Alexa’s body goes rigid as she tightens around my cock, her breaths come shorter and more urgent, her moans louder.

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