Page 65 of Perfect Alpha

Hesitantly, I flip to face him and find he’s lying on his back, breathing heavily and visibly quivering with his eyes closed. After spending years having sex with this man, one thing is certain: it’s not an act.

“Hey,” I whisper.

“Hey.” There’s no sign of his resident smirk in the shaky smile he gives me.

“Come here.”

Cade is on top of me in seconds, and my legs brazenly part to accommodate him. He buries his face in my neck, and the head of his cock is instantly at my opening.

Rubbing my hands soothingly up and down his back raises goosebumps on his heated skin, and he lifts his head to growl against my lips.

“Thank God,” he groans. “I can’t fucking think, I need to come so badly. Please tell me you’re still on the pill.”

“I am. But I thought you were after something else after you took me on a tour de blowjob of all the places I did it before.”

Cade half-chuckles, half-groans, and tenderly cups my face. “I’d love that so much.”

Reaching between us, I take the familiar weight of his cock in my hands and stroke him slowly, rubbing the head against the wetness that’s dripping down my thighs. He grinds his teeth to fight against the pleasure, but I need his sounds.

“Look at me,” I beg.

I shiver when his heavy gaze lands on me. His eyes are hooded with desire, and there’s nothing flippant in his vulnerable and raw expression.

He’s at the point of no return.

I slide just the head of his cock inside me while continuing to stroke him. Cade’s neck clenches as his head tilts back in a fierce, primal reaction. His responding groan throbs in my clit and makes me needy all over again.

The power of reducing him to basic instincts flows through me and morphs into the strongest arousal I’ve ever felt. I’m too far gone to deny him anything, and the energy between us cracks like electricity as I moan wildly.

“Yes, angel, oh, fuck,yes,” Cade groans, as need carves his face. “Tell me you want me.” The uncertainty in his eyes breaks my heart.

“Oh, Cade,” I gasp, cupping his face in my hand. “Of course, I want you. I never stopped.”

I push his shoulder and he obediently climbs off me, lying on his back and spreading his legs. I move between them and rest on my stomach with my feet in the air before wrapping one hand around the base of his cock.

His dick is at least ten degrees hotter than the rest of him. I use the fingertips of my free hand to stroke the tip, which is covered in sticky pre-cum. He’s painfully hard and engorged, the veins throbbing on his thick shaft.

“Oh, fuck,” Cade moans, his big, powerful body writhing. “Don’t stop.”

“I haven’t started,” I teasingly remind him.

“Okay, then start,” he replies, with a shaky laugh. “Please don’t leave me aching, angel. Suck me, fuck me, tease me, do whatever you want to me, but please finish me. I seriously can’t take it.”

He props his head on his hands and watches my every move, his hot scrutiny swathing me and setting my nerve endings on fire.

“You know I’ve got you,” I whisper, before taking the head of his cock into my mouth and swirling my tongue around it.

“Oh, God,” Cade moans, vibrating under my touch as grateful groans rumble from deep in his chest. “Victory, I’ve been dreaming about your hot little mouth, and it’s even better than I remember. Ah, fuck,yeah, just like that. Keep sucking that cock for me, angel, please.”

I’m more enthusiasm than skill as I take Cade into my mouth from root to tip, sucking hard while moving up and down his length.

His fingers tangle roughly in my hair, but he doesn’t push my head, letting me guide the pace. When I cup his balls and rub them gently, he thrashes wildly.

“That feels too good, I can’t even stand it. Oh,fuck.”

I change the angle so I can look into his lust-crazed eyes as I stroke him hard and fast while teasing the head of his cock with my tongue. As scared as I was to be intimate with anyone, I’m not insecure about what I’m doing right now.

Not with Cade.

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