Page 14 of His Curvy Temptress

She wraps her legs around my hips, her eyes open, as she watches me. I bite back a groan as I slide slowly in, feeding it inch by inch.

“Fuck,” she gasps. “Abel, you feel so good,” she whines.

Fuck. She’s so fucking tight, so damn sexy, and all fucking mine.

I take my time, slowly thrusting into her, my strokes are lazy and languid. I’m waiting for her to beg me. I need to hear her tell me just what she wants. It’s agonizingly slow, and I want nothing more than to pound into her, and make her cry out with the force of my cock driving into her pussy.

I want her to know what she wants, I don’t want her to be afraid to ask for it. I’m going to pleasure her in every way possible, but I need her vocal, I need her to let me know what she loves and doesn’t.

She claws at my back, her nails biting into the skin. “More,” she whispers. “Please, Abel, I need more.”

Fuck yes. “You want more?” I ask through gritted teeth as I rotate my hips and sink into her again.

Her whimper is long and loud. “Please, Abel, I need you to fuck me harder. Please,” she pleads with me.

Right there goes the very last thread of my control. I can’t hold back any longer. I pound into her like a man possessed. She’s moaning and groaning with every brutal thrust I deliver, she’s clawing at my skin, wanting more and taking what she wants.

“Oh, Abel,” she hisses as I piston my hips, picking my pace up once again. With every thrust into her, she cries out with pleasure, she’s enjoying everything I’m doing to her, and I fucking love how sexual she is, she’s not afraid to take what she wants or ask for it.

“Fucking come,” I demand as my balls tighten, I’m about to come and need her to do so first.

Her breath gets caught in her chest as she tries to fight off the impending orgasm. It’s useless trying to stop it, my pace is unrelenting, my thrusts manic and uncoordinated, but when I bring my fingers to her clit, she’s got no chance.

“Ahhhh,” she cries out as I pinch her raised nub. She detonates, her orgasm tumbling over her.

“Fuck, baby,” I growl as her pussy clenches around my cock. There’s no fucking way I’m able to hold back any longer. I thrust once—twice—three times before I bury myself to the hilt and come deep inside of her.

I bury my head into the crook of her neck and groan. Christ. So fucking good.

“Abel,” she pants. “Does this mean we’re together?” Her voice is small, and I hate that she’s afraid.

I lift my head and stare at her. “You’re mine, Alexis, that means that I’m not giving you up. Am I yours?”

She nods. “Yes,” she whispers.

I slam my lips against hers. “Then yes, we’re together. I’m not letting you go. No matter what.”

The smile she gives me brightens her entire face. “Good.” She releases a yawn.

“Sleep baby, you’re going to need your energy, as soon as I’m ready, I’m going to be taking you again.”

She shakes her head, but the smile doesn’t fall. “Whatever.”

I pull out of her, my cum leaking from her pussy. I expect the panic to come, I fucked up and didn’t use a condom. Twice. But it doesn’t, instead, I’m pissed my cum’s leaking out of her.

I swallow back the urge to scoop it up and push it back into her pussy and collapse onto the bed beside her. She turns and snuggles into my side, the beautiful smile still on her face. I reach for the sheets and cover us with them.

It doesn’t take her long until her breathing evens out, and she’s fast asleep. I stay awake, staring up at the ceiling, wondering what the hell I’m going to do. I’ve never been this way with anyone before, and yet with Alexis I want everything. Including breeding her.

Fuck. She’s not ready for that.

Soon. She’ll be ready for everything that I’m going to give her.

NINE

ALEXIS

The week at the Silver resort was much needed. I feel a lot more relaxed, and my head is on right. I know I need to sit down with Maggie and Andrew and talk things out, it’s going to be hard, but it needs to be done. Abel has been a great help, he’s let me bitch and moan about everything but offering me advice. Things between us have been hot and heavy, but we’ve also gotten to know one another. He’s told me all about his friends and his work—well as much as he can—and I’ve done the same.

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