“Her body was sated, but her need still burned just beneath the surface. The need to touch him, to taste his masculine heat against her tongue,” Ashleigh read as Alex watched her sweet lips move. “She wanted to kneel between his thighs as he forced his cock to the hilt in her mouth, using her in ways she’d only ever dreamed of.”
If Alex wasn’t mistaken, Ashleigh was blushing which made sense because her voice was a little shaky and she wouldn’t look at him. He didn’t know what came next, but he got the gist of what she wanted. Hell, he’d gotten that the moment he’d seen her screen and the words that had his blood taking an immediate U-turn, heading straight for his cock.
He stood, forcing his sore knees to straighten. “Sit up.” He told her as he unhooked the button on his jeans, pulling down the metal tab on his zipper before pushing the denim over his hips.
Gripping the base of his shaft, he waited patiently while Ashleigh righted herself in the chair before he quickly gripped the back of her head, holding her hair firmly and pulling her toward him.
“Open.” He insisted, and he suddenly felt woozy, overwhelmed with desire as he took control of this woman. Knowing that was what she wanted turned him on all the more and the adrenaline that flooded his veins had his body throbbing.
He forced the swollen head of his cock past her lips as soon as they parted, not giving her time to hesitate. Her eyes darted to his, and in the dim light from the computer Alex recognized the passion, the need. He also recognized that she was trying to tell him something.
He’d been treating her like a fragile doll, being gentle, easy, keeping things relatively simple; scared he might send her running if she caught a glimpse of the things he wanted to do to her. Staring down at her now, Alex knew he’d made a mistake. Instead of keeping her close, showing her how good and sweet it was when they came together, he’d been pushing her away because she was seeking something from him. Something he hadn’t been fulfilling.
“Suck me.” Alex bit out, barely restraining the hunger. Gripping her chin firmly, he held her as he pushed his cock into her mouth slowly, not letting her move, insisting on controlling this, controlling her. “Harder, Ashleigh. Suck my cock.”
Fuck! It was too good. Both the feel of her hot mouth on his cock and her eagerness to give herself over to him, they were pulling him dangerously close to a release that he wouldn’t be able to control.
Using both hands, he slid his fingers into her hair, holding her head completely still as he began fucking her mouth, forward, back, over and over, faster and deeper, praying he didn’t make her gag, but needing this more than he thought possible. He’d been holding back for too long, scared to send her running, and now he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to turn back.
He didn’t want to turn back. This was the side of him that he was familiar with. The man who wasn’t gentle, taking what he needed while giving back at the same time.
“Aaahh... Baby. Fuck.” Alex growled. “Take me deeper. That’s it.” He wasn’t going to be able to hold off. She was milking him. “Ashleigh!”
He wasn’t sure what he was saying anymore. He needed her; needed her to help him because he was suddenly overwhelmed with a multitude of sensations and emotions all coming together, overloading his circuits.
When her cool, smooth fingers cupped his balls, gently massaging, Alex lost it. He roared into the silence of the night as the tingling sensation raced up his spine, shattering his mind and all of his senses while he flooded her mouth with his seed, holding her still until she sucked every last drop from his body.
It took everything in him not to crumble to the floor. Staring back at her, seeing that mischievous grin on her face, Alex knew he’d been right. She was teaching him something, and he might not be the most brilliant man, but he could assure her he wouldn’t need another lesson.
Unless of course it was going to be anything like that because he was definitely willing to sign up for her classes if that’s the way she taught a lesson.
Chapter Fifteen
Slow on the uptake? Ok, he’d admit to that, but not much more.
After the night before when Ashleigh had nearly made his head explode – well, she did succeed with one, but he wasn’t talking about that one – Alex had committed to doing this her way. To hell with the gentle, sweet lover he’d been trying to be for her. She wanted something more, and he was hell bent on being that man.
He had left her a message a little while ago, asking her to meet him at his office. He hadn’t come up with any excuses because seriously, what was he going to tell her? Instead, he’d left her a very thorough message, offering her detailed instructions. Now he just had to wait.