Page 43 of Omega's Tempting Fate
“Good, because I already told the realtor that I wanted a house here on the beach.”
I shivered, and he slid one hand underneath my sweater.
Gooseflesh broke out at the warmth against my middle, and I needed more. His hands, his mouth, and his cock.
“Please,” I begged.
He chuckled, and steered me towards the bed, hand still exploring my skin.
Finally I couldn’t take it any longer. I turned in his arms and fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.
Our mouths came together and he shifted to grab my ass with both hands, pulling me against him so that our erections pressed together.
I gave up on the buttons, grabbed either side of his shirt and pulled.
Buttons flew everywhere, but I was finally able to run my hands up his chest.
“Fuck, that was sexy,” he growled as he moved to nibble my neck.
His chest was lightly muscled, and he smelled like perfection. I leaned in to breathe his scent deep as my hands dropped to his pants.
He stopped me, stepping away just enough to allow him to grab my sweater. He pulled it over my head, then tugged me in again.
I gasped at how good it felt to be pressed skin to skin with him.
He steered me towards the bed again, stopping short just long enough to loosen my pants and push them down over my ass to mid-thigh, also allowing my cock to spring free. Then he eased me onto the bed before pulling my pants the rest of the way down and off, getting my socks on the way.
Wes’s gaze swept over me, and for once I felt like the sexiest man alive. Pure desire was etched into his expression, his eyes hungry. Then he stepped back and removed his own pants.
My mouth went dry as I got my first look at his cock. It was perfect, long and with a girth that left no doubt that I’d feel every inch of it. Then it was out of sight again as he crawled across the bed to me.
We kissed, legs tangled together and grinding our cocks against one another, desperate for everything but needing to explore the other as well. His fingers left trails of fire across my skin.
Then his thumb brushed my nipple, and it was like a surge of electricity went through me. I gasped, writhing for more.
“Did you like that?” he growled, nibbling down my jaw to my neck.
I whimpered. “Yes.”
“Good.” He nipped at my clavicle, then across until his teeth grazed the same taut bud.
“Oh god!” I cried, nearly coming off the bed from the sensation.
He growled in approval and started alternating licking and nibbling it until I felt on the verge of an orgasm just from that. Then, just before I would have gone over the edge, he shifted to start doling out the same attention to the other one.
Soon I was reduced to utter sensation, unable to do anything except enjoy Wes’s attention and respond.
Once he was done with my nipples he continued down, licking, nibbling and kissing until he settled between my legs. He ran his nose through the hair at the base of my cock, then took the shaft in hand while he drew his tongue up the opposite side.
“Alpha!” I cried.
That seemed to be the permission he needed. He sucked my cock between his lips and started bobbing.
I closed my eyes, fingers curled into the bedspread, unable to keep myself from fucking up into his mouth. I was already too close.
“I’m…” I tried to warn him.
Wes responded by shifting and pressing a finger against my opening, massaging it as he slipped inside. Then he curled it around and pressed it against my sweet spot while growling around my cock.
