Page 44 of The Alpha: Part One
Sometimes guys are so completely dense, even the smart ones. “I want you, right?”
His mouth turns up a bit. “Yes.”
“And you want me, right?”
“Very much.”
I lean in so I can whisper against his ear. “I want to feel you inside me. I’ve been thinking about it for a long time.” I move to the other ear, “I want you to stay just the way you are while I ride you. I don’t want you to do anything, let me do it all. Keep your hands on the back of the couch and your feet flat on the ground. Think you can handle that?”
I wait for his nod. It’s slow in coming, but I get half a smile with it. “Okay. We’re going to go slow. If you need to stop, tell me right then. Don’t try to push through. I’m going to give you a couple rules, okay?”
“Okay.”
“You can’t do anything unless you ask first. Okay?” If he wants it enough to ask for it, then he’s definitely okay with it. He nods, his body seemingly relaxing just a little. “And if you need to stop, you say so. Got it?”
He nods again.
“Promise?”
“I promise.”
Good enough. “Alright. I’m going to take off some clothes.”
He smiles lopsidedly as I stand up between his knees to undress. I take off the hoodie first and drop it on the couch beside him, but I keep the tank top. Seth is going to want to see my breasts and he can ask for it. My pajama bottoms are next to go, along with my panties, and I kick them off behind me.
Seth's cock is straining against his shorts. He can't seem to lift his gaze from my thighs, it's actually adorable. And sexy. I love that he's enjoying looking at me so much, it's wonderful, but I want to look at him, too. “Lift,” I say, tucking my fingers into the waistband of his shorts. He lifts his hips so I can pull his shorts off.
Seth is long and straight and thick, just like he said at that first meeting. And leaking. I've never seen a man leak so much. “I want to taste you,” I say, licking my lips. “Is that okay?”
He nods, and I bend down, bracing myself on his knee with one hand and gripping the base of him with the other. I’ve always associated gun oil with masculine strength and safety, and Seth’s scent registers as intensely and sensually masculine. I let myself enjoy the way it clouds around me for a moment before I continue my seduction.
I hold his gaze as I lick across his wide head, his sharp gasp filling the room. His taste explodes across my tongue and I hum in appreciation. Seth is delicious, and I'm going to spend hours appreciating that fact, just not right now. Any other time I'd want more attention, but right now I just want him.
“I'm going to ride you, Seth,” I start climbing across his lap. “Are you ready?”
“I hope so.”
Chapter twenty-one
Seth
So wet. And warm. Fuck, I hope I can do this. I want it so much. Desir'ee is slowly taking me inside of her, making these breathy little sounds with every roll of her hips. God, I want this. I need it. I hope I can do it. Not being allowed to help, or do anything else, is helping. Knowing my job is only to focus on whether or not she finishes also helps.
“Stop thinking,” she whispers. “If you start thinking, I'll start thinking. I don't want to think, I want to feel.” Her hips rock and she takes about half of me inside her.
“What are you thinking about?” I ask, smiling when her brows draw together.
“I said I didn't want to think.”
She slides down a bit more, and I groan. She's so tight around me. Fuck, and getting even wetter. “Tell me anyway,” I whisper, curling my toes against the floor to keep from thrusting.
“I've never been with anyone but the twins,” she says. “Only them. And now you.”
Oh. Well, that's a big deal. “Are they going to be angry?”
“No,” she laughs softly. “I don't think they would have sent you here if they were going to be mad about this. You know we want you to to be their third, right? You have to know.”
I nod. I can't say anything else as she sinks down, taking in the last little bit of me. We both sigh as she swirls her hips in little circles.
