Page 64 of Reckless
“No rushing,” he said, running his teeth over the still tender spot on her lower lip. Wetness gathered between her legs, her clit aching to be touched, but he held back. “You deserve every second of pleasure, and I plan to give them to you. Nice”—he drew her lip between his own, sucking for a brief second before letting go—“and slow.”
Alex led her into his room, the carpet soft under her bare feet. Scant strains of golden streetlight slanted in past the blinds, illuminating the space only enough to cut through the nighttime shadows, and Alex stopped just shy of his bed. Reaching down low, he crossed his arms in front of him, pulling off his shirt with one quick tug.
Zoe’s eyes followed the trail of hard muscle and lean lines, and holyshit, he was gorgeous.
His gravelly chuckle told Zoe that she’d spoken the words out loud. “Your turn.” He treated her to the same motions, lifting her T-shirt over her head. Her nipples hardened from the slide of the satin still covering them, despite the fabric’s softness. Alex skimmed his hands over her rib cage, pausing with a hard exhale before letting his palms fall away. Zoe nearly whimpered in protest—God, she wanted his hands on her with need that bordered on mind blowing—but then he reached for the top button on his jeans, and the sound jammed in her throat.
Alex freed each button, then lowered his jeans. He stood in front of her in nothing but his boxer briefs, letting her take in the crisp trail of gold-blond hair leading down to the outline of his fully erect cock beneath the black cotton. She squeezed her thighs together, the lace of her panties brushing against her already hypersensitive clit, and this time the whimper tumbled past her lips. Alex answered it with a slow, promise-filled smile. His fingers found the edge of her jeans, sliding from hip to hip before loosening the button and zipper to reveal her white lace panties.
“So hot.” The murmur melted between his mouth and her skin as Alex leaned in to guide her jeans all the way off. Turning toward the bed, he slid over the sheets, still rumpled from the night before, situating himself with his shoulders against the pillows as he beckoned for her to join him.
Zoe complied, her body buzzing with anticipation. The sparks between her thighs reignited at his touch, threatening to combust completely when he pulled her over him, parting her knees with his frame. Her pussy rested over the flat plane of Alex’s belly, the thin, damp fabric of her panties the only barrier between them. His fingers curled seductively around the flare of her ass, gripping firmly. But rather than pushing her lower to cover his cock, he pulled her toward him with just enough force to guide her knees into the bedsheets and her pussy mere inches from his sudden, wicked smile.
“You like this, too,” Alex said, with just enough question in the words that she nodded in reply. He locked his arms around the small of her back, holding her snugly in place as he flicked a glance to the sturdy expanse of wood behind him.
“Hold on to the headboard, Zoe.” With a look that shot right through her, he added, “Tight.”
She shifted forward, her palms finding the cool wood. Ripples of want pulsed through her in a steady wave, and even though she knew she should feel vulnerable at the lack of control of her current position, she didn’t.
She trusted him.
“You’re so fucking sweet. I could taste you forever.” He backed up the words with a slow slide of his tongue along the line where her panties met her inner thigh, and Zoe opened wider, desperate for contact.
Alex didn’t disappoint. Darting his tongue past his lips, he treated her pussy to the same glide. He worked the fabric over her want-slick skin, the soft satin combining with the harder motions of his tongue until she dug her fingers into the headboard hard enough to make her knuckles throb.
“Do you want more?”
She clenched her inner muscles, but oh God, release only built harder between her thighs. “Please, yes.”
Alex spread his fingers wide around the small of her back, tipping her hips against his mouth for another thrust of his tongue. “I’m going to make you come hard and fast,” he said, hooking his fingertips over the waistband of her panties before licking her over the satin one last time. “But only so I can take my time with you when I make you come again.”
He shifted her just far enough to lower her panties, pulling her back into place in less than a breath. Zoe’s hands trembled as she braced them back on the headboard for balance. Her knees pressed into the soft sheets by his shoulders, and when Alex grabbed her hips with both palms, she angled forward, closing the space between them.
“Oh, myGod.” Heat ricocheted under her skin, forcing her breath from her chest in a gasp. Alex didn’t waste any time making good on his promise, parting her with his mouth and thrusting his tongue into her with clear intent. He slid in and out of her pussy, his hands driving her hips into a rhythm to match. With every part of her screaming for more, Zoe slid one hand from the headboard, her fingers making a sweep over her swollen clit.
Alex’s eyes flashed up at her, his moan of approval vibrating against her pussy, and her last thread of control snapped. She rocked against him harder, his tongue filling her over and over as she pressed tight circles over her clit, desire not even bothering to build before crashing into her from all sides. Her orgasm broke free from the deepest part of her belly, shockwaving through her from the inside out. Alex stayed with her, only slowing his motions when he’d wrung every lastyesfrom her throat. Shaping her waist with both hands, he rolled her to one side, propping himself on one arm so they lay face to face.
“Alex.” Zoe reached out, her hands itching to touch him, to return the favor, to get his cock inside her in very short order.
He stopped her with one quick grab of her wrist. “Sorry, Gorgeous,” he said, although his smirk said he was anything but. “But by now you should know that I mean what I say.”
“What?”
“I made you come fast and hard.” He placed her arm back at her side, dusting his fingertips from her shoulder to the rise of her hip. “And now I’m taking my time.”
Her skin tingled beneath his touch, dotting goose bumps in the wake of his hand as Alex skimmed the pad of one finger up to the center closure of her bra. He stilled for just a moment, with his hand resting between her breasts, and Zoe’s nipples hardened even further at his touch.
But instead of freeing the clasp and touching her, his hand traveled up, over her breastbone to the hammering pulse point in her neck. Zoe bit down on her bottom lip. Alex caught the motion with his mouth, cupping her face to kiss her until he’d freed her lip from between her teeth.
“You don’t have to hold back.”
She arched a brow through the barely there light. “I’m not the one holding back,” she murmured, a tendril of surprise working through her when Alex didn’t offer up a cocky comeback.
“I’m not holding back either, sweetheart.” He pressed his forehead to hers. Squeezing his eyes shut, he whispered, “I don’t want just a night in bed with you. I want to give you everything. I want all of you, and I don’t want to rush through having you.”
He followed the words with just a soft brush of his mouth, and Zoe was lost. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, letting him press her gently to her back in the covers as he kissed her with slow strokes of his lips and tongue. Alex tunneled his hands through her hair, sliding his kisses from her mouth to her jaw. He explored the stretch of skin behind her ear, down the back of her neck, uncovering sensitive spots she hadn’t even known existed. He teased and tasted and touched, moving over every inch of her body with growing intensity. Heat rebuilt between Zoe’s legs, but rather than treating it like a now-right-now demand, she took each moment in slow, sexy progression.
And Alex gave her every single one.
