Page 44 of Under His Touch

She nods, and I push my leg between hers to widen them and rub her hot pussy on my thigh. I slide my hand around her neck, undo the small button and unzip her dress. Not wanting to break contact, but wanting her naked, I step back. “Take it off,” I say.

She wiggles her hips, a vicious little tease, and the dress slides down her body. I drink her in, devour her with my eyes as she stands before me in a matching bra and panties. “Turn

around,” I say. “Hand on the door.”

She turns from me, and I close the distance, putting my hand on her ass to squeeze. I touch the tiny lace thong, and slide my hands around the front to dip into the lace. Her sex is sopping wet and a growl I have no control over comes out of me.

“I love that you’re always ready for my cock,” I say, and she breathes rapidly as she wiggles against my finger.

“Please, Alec,” she begs. She pushes backward, and rubs that sweet ass of hers against me.

“I’m going to fuck you, Megan. I’m going to fuck you everywhere tonight,” I say, and her body vibrates in anticipation. I slide my other hand around her body and up her breasts. “Tell me you want that.”

“I want that,” she says, as I tug her bra down and brush my thumb over her hard nipple.

“First I want you on my face. I want to eat you, while you rub that sweet pussy all over my mouth.” She cries out my name, and I go to my knees to tug her panties down her legs. “The shoes stay on,” I say. She lifts one leg and then the other and I tuck her panties into my pocket. I stand back up, and unhook her bra. “Face me.”

I step back and she turns slowly. The heat in her eyes, glazed with lust, as her beautiful creamy flesh beckons my touch nearly has me coming in my pants. Her shaky hands reach for my suit jacket and she pushes it from my shoulders. It falls off and her fingers work the buttons on my shirt. I hiss when her fingers touch my flesh, burn through me. I unbutton my pants and kick them off. Her hand goes to my cock, and she rubs me through my boxers. “Fuck, yeah,” I say, digging my fingers into the soft warm flesh of her ass. I pick her up, and her legs go around me as I carry her to the bedroom.

I set her on the bed. “Up on your knees.” Her beautiful tits bounce as she positions herself, and I tug off my boxers and take my throbbing cock into my hand. Her gaze drops, and she wets her mouth. So sexy. “Touch yourself,” I say.

She quivers and her small hand slides between her open thighs. When she runs her fingers over her hot pussy, her head rolls back, her little gasps and moans making me insane. I climb onto the bed with her, and flatten myself out. “Come here,” I say. “Come ride my mouth.”

She straddles me, and I grab her hips, position her right where I want to, right where I can worship her. I pull her down onto my face, and her sweet scent and flavor fill my senses and push me closer to the edge. She shamelessly grinds her sex on my face and I eat her, run my tongue over her clit and shove it inside her tightness.

“Oh, God, Alec,” she says, and puts her hand on the headboard as she grinds harder, taking what she needs. That’s a girl. She rolls her hips, a sexy move as she whimpers and chases her orgasm.

I pull her ass cheeks open, and slip a finger into her back passage. Over the last couple of weeks I’ve been preparing her, and tonight—the last time I’ll ever have her in my bed—is the night I’m going to take her, everywhere.

She bounces on my mouth, her clit so hard and inflamed I take it between my teeth, roll my tongue over it, and she cries out as a hot gush of liquid heat dribbles into my mouth and over my chin, announcing her orgasm.

I growl and lap at her sweetness, tasting the depths of her as she rides out the waves. Panting and quivering, she needs time to come back down, but we’re far from done here. I grip her hips and lift her from my mouth.

“Slide down,” I say.

She shimmies down, and I position her so she’s on her knees, straddling my hips, her hot sex wide-open for me. So pretty. I slowly lower her onto my hard dick, and her hot tight walls hug me. Perfect. So damn perfect. I stretch her hot slick flesh with my girth and she wiggles, trying to force more of me inside, but I hold her hips and control the depth, even though I’m near delirious with need.

“Alec,” she murmurs.

“You want it all?”

“Yes,” she cries out.

“Don’t worry, baby, I’m going to give you everything.”

Her eyes flash to mine, and my heart thuds when I see the need reflected there. I pull her down a little more, sinking in a few more inches, and as she opens wider for me, I wish to God I could give her everything. But I can’t. I just fucking can’t.

Her body shakes all over and she gets hotter and wetter as I fill her. My balls ache and I power up, giving her every last inch of me, and she moans as I stretch her walls. She lifts up, sinks back down again, and as her pretty pussy devours my cock, the world around me melts away.

“Ride me, Megs. Work your sweet pussy over my cock. I want you to come again. I want you to drip all over me.” Her movements become fast, more frenzied, and I inch up to take her bouncing breasts in my hands. She lifts up, sinks down and rubs her clit on my pelvis, and her entire body tightens around my cock. Jesus, it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I close my eyes, struggle to hang on as her release coats me and drips to my balls.

“Yeah, baby,” I say.

The second she stops spasming, I sit up and lift her from my cock. Her face is flushed as I reposition her on the bed, until that sweet ass is in the air. Her body tightens, and I run my hand along her back to reassure her.

“Hey, Megs. Do you want this?” I ask.

“Yes,” she cries out.

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