Alex didn’t appear to believe me. “Then, if you feel for me like I do for you, fuck me until I come screaming and clenching around you.”
I groaned. “Jesus, woman, your mouth is driving me crazy.”
“Wait until it’s wrapped around your cock.”
Lunging forward, I once again covered her body with mine. I stared down at her, shaking my head in disbelief that there was a woman like Alex who wanted me. “You don’t fight fair with the dirty talk.”
She gave me a teasing grin. “I learned from the best, Jesse James.”
Her amusement faded when I started to slide off of her. “Deacon—”
I brought a finger over her mouth to silence her. “I don’t want there to be anything between us the first time I fuck you. So get up and get undressed.”
Without another word of argument, she slid off the bed. Standing at the edge, she worked the buttons of her shirt. Her eyes never left mine. When she slid it off her arms, she didn’t seem to be moving fast enough. Grabbing the waist of her jeans, I pulled her closer to me, before working the button and zipper. I pushed the jeans down her body. As her hands went around her back to undo her bra, I reached for her panties and tugged them down. Once she was naked before me, I couldn’t help staring. I’d already seen and touched every square inch of her body that night in the shower. But tonight was about taking care of different needs.
I brought my hand between her legs. She inhaled a sharp breath as I stroked her, feeling her clit begin to swell. My other hand went to her hip to urge her legs farther apart. When she spread her thighs, I thrust a finger into her, which caused her to gasp in pleasure. I added another finger as I began to move them in a punishing rhythm. She arched her hips forward, riding my hand. Her fingers gripped my shoulders, the nails digging into the skin as I brought her closer and closer to release. When she went over, her head fell back, and she moaned my name. It made me even harder.
She urged me onto my back. Her dark eyes burned with desire as her fingers came to the button on my jeans. After she unzipped me, she started tugging them down off my hips. When my rock-hard cock sprang free, she momentarily paused to give it an appreciative look. Once she tossed my jeans over the side of the bed, she crawled slowly up my legs. As she gripped my dick in her hands, her tongue flicked across the head. I sucked in a breath as she then dragged her tongue from the base up to the tip. She continued making teasing strokes with her tongue until I groaned in agony. “Alex, quit fucking with me and suck my dick.”
Pausing, she glanced up at me. “That’s not the magic word.”
With a growl, I reluctantly said, “Please.”
She answered my fucking plea by taking me deep inside her mouth. “Christ,” I grunted, arching my hips up. Her lips worked over my length while she pumped me in her hand. She started swirling and spinning her tongue around me while I was still in her mouth. Biting down hard on my lip, I willed myself not to blow my load like a teenage kid. For a seemingly good girl, Alex sure knew how to give head.
Grabbing her by the shoulders, I urged her up. Reluctantly, she let my cock fall free of her fucking divine mouth. I kept pulling her until she straddled me. A grunt of both pleasure and frustration filled me when my cock slipped and slid through her wetness. “Wait,” I croaked. I flipped her onto her back and then climbed over to reach in the nightstand for a condom. After I slid it on, I glanced down at her to see her staring almost shyly up at me.
I had never made myself feel this vulnerable with a woman before. But for reasons I didn’t understand, I felt safe being open with Alex. She accepted me for who and what I was, which wasn’t easy. She loved my daughter like she was her own flesh and blood. She loved my mother and brothers just like they were her family, too.
In that moment, I knew what I needed to say. She deserved to hear it. I wasn’t just taking advantage of the fact we were about to fuck … or have sex … or make love. It went much deeper than that. As I positioned myself between her legs, I once again met her gaze. “I need to tell you something.”
Alex’s brows furrowed in concern as she nibbled on her bottom lip. “What is it?”
“I …” Why in the hell couldn’t I say the words? Oh, fuck it. “I love you, Alex.”
Her dark eyes widened. “I love you, too. With all my heart.”
With the weight of the words between us, I slammed into her. We both gasped. I withdrew and then pushed inside again. I soon found an almost punishing rhythm. Just as she began to build to climax again, I rolled over on my back, still buried inside her. Gripping Alex’s hips, I raised her up. Slowly, she slid down on me, inch by inch. When she had taken all of me, she flattened her palms on my chest. Then she began to ride me.
As her tits bounced with her movements, my hands reached up to grab them, rolling and pinching the nipples between my fingers. I was rewarded with a deep moan. Rising, I brought my mouth to them. When I sucked them hard, grazing them with my teeth, Alex jerked her hands through my hair. “Deacon,” she murmured.
Gripping her waist, I raised my hips, thrusting into her with a pounding rhythm. She cried out as she came around me, milking my dick with her inner walls. I couldn’t hold on, and I followed close behind her. She collapsed onto my chest, burying her face in my neck. Once we had finished coming down, I stroked her back with my fingers. We remained joined, her warm breath on my neck.
“Babe?” I questioned.
“Mmm,” she murmured.
“You okay?”
Raising her head, she smiled down at me with a thoroughly fucked look on her face. “Oh, I’m more than okay.”