Page 115 of Second Chance for Mr. Alden

His lips captured mine, and his hand glided over my body, stroking my arms, my stomach, across my waist, and back up to cup my breasts.

“I love you, too.” Hearing him say the words was like throwing gasoline on the flames of my desire. My fingers dug into the waistband of his pants, working to drag them and his underwear down his body. The denim slid over his thighs and pooled at his feet. He kicked them off with one swift flick of his leg.

“I want you so badly, James.” My hips surged forward and flexed. Frustration ripped through me as his hardness pressed into me and my half-clothed body.

He grabbed my hips, stilling the rocking motion, and rested his forehead against mine. “Are you sure, baby? Today has been a rollercoaster of emotions for you. We can just take a shower and go to bed.”

I blinked, still dazed by the lust that gripped me. God, this man made me lose my mind. My fingers slid around him to grab his ass and pushed him harder into me. “James, if you don’t fuck me tonight I’m going to scream.”

His hands made quick work of my pants and lifted me into his arms. My legs went around his waist as he carefully carried me into the surprisingly large walk-in shower. The water rained down over us as our lips hungrily worked over each other, barely taking a second to breathe.

James set me down and grabbed the soap, gently gliding the silky bar over my shoulders. The scent of amber filled the air, assaulting my senses. My head fell back as he worked his way down my arms. A loud moan rumbled up my throat as the soap slipped across my breast. My nipple hardened, begging for his touch, desperate for his fingers. His breath, a hot wisp of desire, brushed against my skin, sending a chill down my spine. The soap followed, skimming along my back and over my hip. A new wave of sensations slammed into me, turning my legs into Jell-O.

Tremors wracked my body, spreading out, making it impossible to stand. James held me against his hard muscles, rinsing the soap suds from my heated skin before placing me down on the built-in bench. I whimpered not wanting to lose his touch, but before I could manage a word, he yanked my hips forward and threw my legs over his shoulders. With his elbows holding my thighs apart he licked up my slit.

“Oh, fuck. Yes,” I groaned as tingles raced up and down my spine.

His beard scratched my inner thigh, and I ground myself against his face. The tip of his tongue circled my clit, teasing me. I moaned in frustration and lifted my hips. It wasn’t enough and somehow he knew that.

“Tell me what you want, Jess.” His voice a raspy tone that turned me on even more.

“Suck my clit, hard, and make me come on your tongue, James,” I groaned.

He flattened his tongue to lick from bottom to top and then wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked at the same time as he sunk two fingers inside of me. Pleasure shot through my body, sparking every nerve ending to life. My hands grabbed at his hair, and I let out a half-moan, half-scream as my hips bucked.

He alternated between sucking and licking, and my body vibrated, my orgasm building. He curled his fingers inside of me and tremors wracked my legs before spiraling into my stomach. I shuddered as my pussy clamped down on his fingers.

“Come for me, baby.”

A lone keening sound tore from my throat. My thighs clamped down around James’s head as my orgasm ripped through me. “Fuck! Yes.”

A wave of trembles overtook my body, tossing me into ecstasy. Defenseless to the intensity, I let it run its course. Once my body calmed, I opened my eyes and looked at him.

He stared up at me with a huge grin. My core clenched again as he slowly pulled his fingers out of me. With my eyes still locked on his face, he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them.

His eyes closed. “You taste so fucking good, Jess.”

Watching him lick my juices from his fingers was so fucking hot. My body was already a maelstrom of sensations and I needed to feel him inside of me. Now. “James,” I moaned.

He stood, lifting me up at the same time. I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling his hard cock straining against my stomach. When his lips took mine, I could taste myself and my desire for him exploded.

I needed him now. The bedroom was too damn far. “Sit down.”

His hooded gaze looked at me then the seat I’d just vacated.

“Get your ass in that seat and your cock inside of me now, James. I need you.”

With a loud growl he heeded my command. My knees clamped down on either side of his hips and held his thighs tight. I placed his cock at my entrance and even though I wanted to impale myself, I took it slow. Keeping my hands pressed into his shoulders to hold myself up, I lowered myself down inch by torturous inch.

“This is fucking heaven,” he groaned into my ear, nipping at my earlobe, when I was finally seated fully.

He cupped the nape of my neck and thrusted, filling me.

I rotated my hips, and my body was already tightening for another release. His lips sucked and played with one nipple while his fingers plucked and pulled at the other one. My palms glided over his bulky biceps, feeling them flex under my touch, as I traced his sexy tattoos. My fingers dug in as I shuddered from the exquisite sensations flaring all over my body everywhere we touched. If I could, I’d choose to stay here like this forever. Just he and I in this perfect moment.

“I’m so close,” I gasp in sweet agony.

He popped his lips from my breast and grinned. When his thumb circled my clit and pressed down to capture the bud I knew why. My hips bucked and my hands gripped his thighs, as I leaned back to give him better access. His cock hit a new place inside of me and stars burst behind my eyes.

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