My whole body pressed against his, our eyes interlocked. His lips were so close that I could feel his warm breath on my skin. Alex held my face up and locked his lips with mine, holding my waist firmly with his hand as I staggered backward.
I felt warmth between my legs as our tongues locked while he sucked my lips gently. With one hand on his chest and the other on his back, I closed my eyes and allowed everything to flow according to the mood.
After drinking in my lips and allowing me to savor the taste of his, he finally pulled away, but the hunger in his eyes remained.
“Let’s get out of here.” He pulled my hands desperately as we walked out of the bar, drove to his apartment, and eventually came to a stop when we got inside.
The door had barely shut when Alex’s mouth covered mine again, the hunger seeping through him. I wrapped my legs around him and let him place me on the dressing table, and his lips were all over my neck before I could think. I let out short gasps as his tongue trailed down my neck, and his hand made its way to my breast.
He teased, playing around my nipples without touching them, making my body itch to have him.
Feeling desperate, I started to unbutton his shirt, my hands working quickly until he stood bare-chested before me, his chest throbbing as he stared at me.
He unzipped my dress and lowered it as my breasts revealed themselves, my nipples hard and pointy. Alex’s fingers circled them just then, making me whimper as he gently pinched and continued to tease me with his hand movements.
“Alex . . .” I managed to say, the pleasure shooting through me. Desperate to feel some sort of control, my hands walked down his pants, and I pulled out his dick.
The action seemed to have taken him by surprise, but before he could say anything, I had slipped down to take him in. His dick filled my mouth, and I sucked on it, putting my tongue to good use.
“Fuck, Olivia . . .” he moaned and grabbed my hair, holding it like his life depended on it. I continued to suck until he released into my mouth, forcing me to swallow all of it.
I smiled into his now flustered face, beaming with pride as I saw his reaction. It didn’t last as he picked me up and threw me gently on the bed. My dress was completely off now, and all that was left were my panties. Alex slid them off me, and I spread my legs to give him a perfect view.
“So beautiful,” he whispered and placed his fingers inside his mouth. Sticking two fingers in, he starts to fuck me with his fingers, sending intense pleasure through me.
“Oh, Alex,” I cried as he got faster while I dripped on his fingers. He kept his eyes on me as his fingers worked their magic, and his other hand remained on my nipple. My moans were loud now as I felt close to climax.
I let out a loud scream as I climaxed, letting out all my juice on his fingers. He licked it off immediately and slid his cock inside before I could regain myself. Each thrust had an impact on my stomach, and I held onto him tightly, moaning aloud, while he continued to thrust through me, his waist moving fast.
“You’re huge,” I managed to say.
He smiled, saying, “You’re not taking it all in yet.”
My eyes widened as he slipped out and slid in again, this time pushing in until he was hitting the spot. If I felt intense pleasure before, this was a mixture of pain and pleasure, but in a way that felt so good, I thought I’d pass out.
A few minutes later, Alex climaxed. As soon as I did, our loud moans echoed through the room as we both orgasmed. Alex stayed still for a while before falling off me and collapsing into the bed.
Chapter twenty
REAL LOVE
Alexander Steele
Iopened my eyes to see Olivia lying beside me, sleeping peacefully. I brushed the strands of hair from her face so I could see her features clearly. Her face was relaxed as she slept, her breathing easy. I could wake up to this view every day of my life and definitely not get tired.
Last night was intense, and I had no idea it would end that way when I asked her to spend the evening with me. She was more than perfect, and there wouldn’t have been a better way to end the night than we did last night.
She rolled just then and opened her eyes. I watched her shut them and open them again until she looked up to see me.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I said as she pulled herself off.
“Hmm . . .” she managed to let out as she stretched and lay down back. “What time is it?” she asked.
I pulled my phone from the drawer beside me. “It’s almost eight a.m.,” I said.
Olivia flew out of the bed. “Holy crap, why didn’t you wake me up?” she asked, pacing around the room aimlessly.
I stood up and joined her, placing my hands on her waist to stop her. She turned to face me.