Page 36 of A Secret Baby By the Alpha

“Thank you,” I said quietly. “For being patient with me and for playing nice with the group. That meeting could have gone way differently if it weren’t for your ability to charm everyone you meet.”

“You think I charmed them, eh?”

“Are you kidding? I think if I hadn’t been there, Rutherford would have asked you to go home with him. You’re practically his dream woman.”

“And what about you?” she asked, using a sultry voice as she looked up at me through dark lashes. For the first time, I understood what people meant when they described their heart skipping a beat.

“M-me?” I stuttered.

“Am I your dream woman?” she asked in the same tone.

I stared at her, stunned by the turn the conversation was taking. She smiled, and a twinkle came into her eyes. I realized she was teasing me.

“Oh no,” I laughed. “Your charms won’t work on me. You better cut that out before you get us into trouble.”

“Maybe trouble is what I’m looking for,” she continued, taking a sip of her wine.

I cleared my throat as the waitress brought our entrees, and we began to eat in silence.

“You never did answer my question, though,” Christa said after a moment. “What does your dream woman look like?”

“I think you already know the answer to that question,” I said.

She bit her lip and twirled her fork in her pasta as we stared into each other’s eyes.

“Not hungry?” I asked.

“On the contrary, I’m starving,” she said. “But I’d like to get some to-go boxes for our food, if that’s okay with you.”

“Check, please,” I said, flagging down the waitress.

By the time we got to the car, my head was spinning. Christa placed her hand on my knee, and I swallowed hard. Things had taken a turn I didn’t expect, and I wasn’t at all sure what to do about it.

“What’s wrong?” Christa asked. “Is my charm working on you after all?”

“I want to say no, but I can’t lie to you,” I admitted.

“Good,” she grinned.

She angled her body toward me from the passenger seat and began to unbutton my pants. My breathing grew heavy as she pulled my erect cock out of my jeans and began playing with it delicately. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and began to tug. My breathing became shallow as I watched her roll her hand up and down its length, and a glisten of precum appeared at the tip.

“Wait,” I said, stilling her hands as I struggled to explain what I was thinking. “As much as I’ve enjoyed the teasing, this can’t go further. I can’t. Not as part of a game. Not unless you mean it.”

“No games,” she assured me quietly. “This is what I want. The teasing was just a bonus.”

“You’re positive?”

Her eyes answered for her as she lowered her mouth to my cock and wrapped her lips around the tip. I groaned with pleasure and wrapped my fingers in the hair at the base of her scalp. I could feel her tongue run the length of my shaft as she took me into her mouth.

“God, Chris,” I panted. “That feels so good.”

“Mm,” she moaned, mouth still full of my engorged member. The vibrations transferred through her mouth, causing my erection to thrum in response.

My mouth opened as I breathed heavily and closed my eyes. With my hand on her head, I could feel as she moved back and forth, teasing me closer and closer to completion with each movement she made.

I felt her hand cup my balls, and I moaned again. She rolled them gently and then suddenly switched places, her mouth moving to my balls as her hand moved up and down my penis.

“Goddess,” I breathed, looking into her eyes as she toyed with me. She smiled at my expression and returned her mouth to my cock, opening wide to take in as much of me as she could fit.

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