Page 8 of Dirty Deceptions

He lifted and stared at her nude body. Her eyes were closed, her hands gripping onto the pillow above her head. She was already in the beginnings of a climax and he’d only just started. Fuck, the woman was so damn hot Alexander felt singed.

He used his thumbs to part her delicate folds, exposing her swollen clit for his greedy mouth, then he dipped his head and sucked the tiny bit of flesh. He flicked back and forth with his tongue, luxuriating in her cries as her pleasure burned out of control. One more lick and she screamed his name, arching her back. Alexander pressed a palm to her belly and kept his mouth firmly against her pussy, swallowing every last drop of her tangy flow.

This time when he lifted his head, she was staring at him through half-raised lashes, a sexy hint of a smile on her face. Alexander spoke, uncaring how his words affected her.

“I hope you understand that I’m not the sharing type.”

“Exclusive?” she asked, her voice hoarse from her shouts.

He nodded, then moved up her body and gripped onto her chin. “No one gets to taste you. Only me.” He couldn’t have controlled the edge in his voice if he’d wanted to. He was too wound up.

“Then there better not be any other woman putting her mouth on you.” Her green eyes turned soft. “Deal?”

Alexander had the uncomfortable notion that she could see straight into his soul. No woman had ever been able to do that to him. He swallowed hard before saying, “Agreed.”

Her slow grin turned his blood hot. God, she was sexy. To take his mind off the out-of-control freight train of his thoughts, Alexander slipped his hands beneath her hips and cupped her ass cheeks in his palms. She clenched up on him and his cock flexed, eager to be there, feeling that tight fist.

“Have you ever had a man here, baby? In this tight little ass?”

Her eyes widened in shock. “Uh, no. Definitely no.”

Good, he’d be her first. “Easy, beautiful. It isn’t so strange. You’ll see.”

That appeared to push her out of her delirium and she began to shift and wiggle atop the bed, as if by doing so she could get away from him. He wasn’t about to let her escape. She went still and muttered, “Look, this is an area that’s unfamiliar to me, and I’m not so certain I want tobecomefamiliar with it.”

“You’ve trusted me with your body so far, right?”

“Yes, but—”

He tapped her lips. “Then continue to trust me. I won’t hurt you. I will never do anything you don’t wish. And I’d never cause you pain.” She bit her lip and Alexander could see she was wavering. So he pushed a little harder. “Give me a chance to show you something a little dark. A little dirty.”

Time seemed to crawl as Lauren watched him. He was about to cave when she replied, “I will let you…try.”

He held his breath. “Yeah?”

“But if I don’t like it we stop.”

He tsked. “If you aren’t into it, then it wouldn’t be fun for me either. My pleasure comes from you.” Alexander slowly lowered his head and kissed her mound. She moaned beautifully for him. He lifted to his knees, aware that Lauren stared at his every move, her anxious expression cutting through his haze of lust the way nothing else could. Tenderly, Alexander slipped his hands beneath her and instructed, “turn over for me.”

She bit her lip and did as he asked. “I’m slightly freaking out. Hurry, Alex or I’m abandoning ship.”

As he looked at her in the center of the rumpled bed, the low light of the bedside lamp turning her skin golden, all spread out for his pleasure, her luscious body and plump bottom mere inches away from his eager fingers and cock, he nearly whimpered like a whipped pup. “You’re a feast, Lauren.”

She turned her head. “I’ve never let a man talk me into things like…this before.”

“Careful, baby, that’s the kind of knowledge a guy like me will use to his advantage,” he told her, giving her the truth. At least, part of the truth. “All I want is you. All I need is this.” And then he touched her. The sleek skin of her ass was softer than any silk. So round and firm and kissable.

So far away from his mouth.

On his knees between her legs, Alexander leaned down and licked one smooth cheek from the crook of her leg to the small of her back. “Tasty,” he moaned. The startling sound that came from Lauren was not so much from fear, but sexual hunger. He recognized her sounds already. Her needy little whimpers and anxious groans. He wanted to make her scream with satisfaction. The kind only he could give her.

Moving off the bed completely, Alexander asked, “Do you have any massage oil?”

She lifted her gaze to his, her brows scrunched together. “You want to give me a massage? Now?”

He chuckled. “You’ll love it.”

She waved a hand toward him. “Fine, whatever. There’s a bottle in the cabinet in the bathroom.”

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