Page 55 of The Arrogant's Redemption

"I want more of this."

"More sex?"

"Definitely the sex. But I want more of you, too."

She surprises me by pressing a kiss to my chest. "I want more of you, too. I’m terrified because you feel like a virus inside me—spreading too fast. But I don’t want the cure just yet."

"I don’t want fancy food. I’d feel like a traitor eating from another restaurant that isn’t Badger’s. You promised you’d cook for me," she says, sitting on the kitchen island, swinging her legs.

Alexis is wearing a pair of my boxers and a dress shirt I lent her, since she didn’t bring anything but the dress she arrived in.

I’m leaning against the counter across from her, testing myself. Seeing how long I can resist taking her again.

Her head tilts slightly, and she gives me that mischievous look that’s so her. Innocent and filthy at once—and I give up on whatever restraint I thought I had.

"I’d rather eat you," I say, without waiting for permission. "Lift your ass."

I already know commands turn her on. And knowing she isn’t normally like this—that she submits only because she trusts me—drives me wild.

I yank the boxers down with zero delicacy and lift her legs onto the counter, burying my face in her pussy.

I only pause for a second, my mouth already coated with her sweetness. "Open the shirt, Alexis. You’re going to ride my cock, and I want to see those beautiful tits bouncing while I fuck you."

"Filthy mouth," she accuses, but she obeys.

I devour her, starving, until she comes on my tongue.

I’m only in boxers, and I tear them off in a flash.

I’ve left condoms stashed all over the house—there’s no room we haven’t fucked in.

I grab her hips and slide into her, standing. "Wrap your legs around me and sit deep on my cock."

I start lowering her and lose my mind when I look down and see my shaft parting her slick flesh.

"Fuck!" I growl when I’m fully inside her. I make her bounce up and down, grinding my teeth to hold back my orgasm. "Touch your pussy for me."

When her fingers find her clit, she tightens around me.

I thrust harder, deeper.

She crashes her mouth into mine, her tongue seducing me just like her pussy does.

I groan from the feeling of her walls stretching to accommodate me, my thick cock forcing her open and making her pulse.

We keep our eyes locked the whole time, and the need I feel for her shakes me.

The way I take her now is savage, and it’s not even a minute before Alexis comes for me again.

My own orgasm builds, the pressure making me dizzy.

She clenches and releases around me, her juices soaking my pubic hair.

I grab her hair, biting her neck, totally lost in our connection.

She’s slick with sweat, the salty taste on my tongue.

Like every time we’ve fucked, she gives me everything—which only drives me deeper into obsession.

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