Page 7 of Dirty Deceptions

He cupped the back of her neck and gave her a gentle squeeze. “Talk to me, Lauren.”

She was suddenly racked with nerves. Like standing at the front of the class and having to give an oral report. God, she’d always hated that. Still, judging by the intensity in Alex’s eyes, the man was not going to let her off the hook. She sighed. “I think I’m not very good at the one-night-stand kind of thing.”

He stiffened and both arms came around her middle. “This is more to me than a good fuck.”

He was so adamant and Lauren had no choice but to believe him. “You don’t think I’m being a hopeless romantic?”

His hands moved up and down her back, soothing her like nothing else ever had. “If you are, then so am I, baby. I want to see you again. I want to take you out on dates. Sleep in on Sunday and watch movies all day. I want to serve you breakfast in bed.”

“You do?”

“Yes! Shit, did you think all I wanted was an easy lay?”

She shrugged, feeling self-conscious all of a sudden. “There were no expectations and I was fine with that. Both eyes wide open here.”

His gaze warmed. “Yeah, maybe, but things have changed.”

“Yes, they have. I’m not sorry.”

He grinned and whispered, “Me either.”

She wiggled around on his lap, then winked at him. “You never get tired do you?”

“For you, no,” he growled as he held onto her and stood. Geez, the man was strong. He carted her around like it was as easy as breathing. Like she weighed no more than a sack of flour. Not even remotely true, but the mushy, feminine side of her liked it. A lot.

When they entered her room again, he put her on her feet and stepped back. He took his cock in a tight fist and pumped it once. Lauren proceeded to melt into a puddle. “Won’t you open those sexy lips for me?”

Ah, he wanted to play. Lauren grinned then got to her knees and tilted her head upward. “Like this?” she asked, as she opened her mouth wide.

His hand moved to the back of her head, pulling at a fistful of her hair hard enough to bring the slightest sting to her scalp. “Just your tongue,” he ordered. “Lick it good for me, baby. I want it nice and wet for what I’m about to do to you.”

Lauren didn’t know what he could do that they hadn’t already done, but if he wanted licked, then she was just the woman for the job.

Opening wide and slipping her tongue out, Lauren let her eyes close and taste the sensitive tip of him. She took the small bead of moisture that had appeared there into her mouth, then she let her tongue roam freely over and under, slowly moving to the underside, and then finally to his balls. She swiped her tongue back and forth, craving his unique flavor. Moving away from the soft orbs, Lauren teased the hard length of him once more, giving his cock the thorough licking he demanded.

She felt his hand pulling once more at her hair and Lauren eased away, leaning back on her heels and opening her eyes. But what she saw in Alex was the most savage look on a man’s face she’d ever seen. He looked ready to explode. To throw her on the bed and fuck her brains out. Had she pushed him too far?

“You make me lose my mind,” he admitted, dipping low and putting an arm beneath her knees and the other behind her back. He swung her into his arms and carried her to bed, but he didn’t throw her down, as she’d feared. Instead, he placed her ever so gently in the center of it. She watched as he stood next to the bed, the mere sight of him turned her on. He was just too good looking for her peace of mind. From his cropped black hair to the lion tattoo on his forearm. The stubble on his chin and every hard, muscular inch in between. He was incredibly rugged and Lauren enjoyed staring at him. He got onto the bed between her legs, then pushed them wider. “My turn to taste,” he growled as his head descended. The first swipe of his tongue had her arching upward, eager for more, needing him closer, his tongue deeper. But Alex wasn’t in a hurry.

“Please,” she shamelessly pleaded.

His low groan sent another spiral of sensation zipping through her “Hush, woman, and let me have my fun.”

She glared down at him and muttered, “Paybacks, Alex.”

“I look forward to it, baby,” Alex whispered, the heat of his breath stroking her clit and causing her femininity to throb to life.

“So confident of yourself are you?” she had to struggle to say the words coherently.

“No. So confident ofyou.”

Oh, hell, that sounded promising. “Then quit talking and get to work. You’ve barely scratched the surface,” she dared.

“Ah, just what I love, a challenge.” Then his tongue delved deep and Lauren’s brain shut down.

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Alexander was exactly where he wanted to be. Between the widespread thighs of the beautiful Lauren Clark. As he tasted and teased her, feeling the quiver of Lauren’s supple body, he knew that no matter what happened, he wouldn’t let her go. He wasn’t an idiot like Jake. He’d had something precious and lost it. But Lauren belonged to him now. Her desire was for him to play with and nurture to life, no other. The very thought of any other man using his tongue on her sweet, hot pussy had him feeling crazed with rage.

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