Page 72 of The Naughty List

Seconds later, she’s coming on my cock, her release coating me and pushing me over the edge. At the last second, I pull out, ripping the condom off as I pump my shaft once before spilling myself all over her tits.

My vision is blurry as I gaze down at her, and I shake my head to clear it. My knuckles are white from gripping the headboard, and there’s a pool of my cum between her tits.

I try to catch my breath as I release her wrists, bringing each one to my lips to kiss. Her hands drop heavily to the bed when I let go. “Are you okay?”

“More than okay.” She blinks lazily, running a hand down my sweaty chest.

“Fuck me, that was intense.” I sit back, a grin on my face as I look at the mess I left on her. I undo the belt, sliding it away from her neck. “Wasn’t too much?” I ask.

She blushes. “No…it was exciting.”

“Don’t be ashamed that you enjoyed it. Trust me, seeing you on your knees sucking my cock with my belt around your throat is a vision I’ll never get out of my head.” I climb off the bed and walk to the bathroom to get a warm cloth. When I return, I help her clean up.

“You need anything? I’ll go grab some water for us.”

“What time is it?” She swings her legs to the edge of the bed and reaches for her clothes.

“Where are you going?”

“Oh, I thought—home?”

“Get your ass back in bed, you’re not going anywhere.” I push her back on the bed again.

“I’m not?” She gives me the same innocent little grin she gave me the first time we met. I pull my boxer briefs on and climb up the bed to her.

“Why would I let you leave?” I tug her hair, exposing her neck to my tongue. “I have so many more naughty things to do to you, Miss Emmert.”

“You do?”

“Oh yes.” I slide my hand up her thigh to toy with her pussy. “I want to spend hours devouring you. I want your taste burned onto my tongue.” I dip a finger inside her and she mewls. “I want to take my time kissing and licking every square inch of your body so you can never ever say again that a man hasn’t made you come in a certain way. Call me selfish, but I want to be that man. I’m going to spend hours tonight making you feel things you didn’t know you could. I want you completely and utterly addicted to my cock and my tongue.”

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SADIE

Falling asleep in Alex’s arms feels so right. Scary, but right.

I blush in the early morning sunlight when I remember all the ways he had me last night. The way his filthy words excited me. The way his hands tugging on that belt around my throat had me quivering with anticipation.

“Good morning.” Alex nuzzles my ear, his arm sliding across my body to pull me against him. “You sleep okay?”

“Good morning, I did. Did you?”

“I was practically in a coma. You fucked the life out of me.” His morning voice is low and scratchy.

“Me?” I giggle when he tickles my side.

“Yes, you. You naughty little minx.” He runs a hand over my naked body. “Are you sore?”

“A little.” I lean my head back so his lips find my mouth. “I need to brush my teeth.”

“Shut up,” he moans into my mouth as his fingers tease me between my thighs. “You promised to obey me, remember?”

I’m sore—very sore—but I don’t want him to stop. He rolls me to my back, pinning my hands overhead while he settles between my thighs. We’re both ready, wanting—no, needing more. He reaches for a condom and rolls it on, entering me immediately.

This morning it’s slow and intimate. His eyes stay focused on mine as he lazily pumps in and out of me. It feels like so much more than sex. This is making love, and it’s terrifying because I can’t tell if I’m in lust, if this is just a rebound, or if I’m truly falling for Alex Snow.

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