Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“Then yes,” I murmured, feeling a streak of delicious anticipation burst through me and settle between my legs. “I want you to.”
He made a low sound reminiscent of a growl, not wasting any time in removing his touch from me and replacing it with his mouth. He kissed me there, on my mound. A chaste kiss, then another. And then there was the hot, wet swipe of his tongue.
I cried out and shifted, nearly falling from the edge of the bed.
Alexander was there to catch me, to keep me planted where I was. His big hands held me in place as he licked me slowly, languorously, as if he were tasting the finest, most decadent confection. Sensation arced through me like lightning in a night sky. He flicked his tongue over my bud, his eyes on mine.
I couldn’t look away. There was something so sensual about this big man on his knees just to bring me pleasure. About his hot stare.
“You are delicious,” he told me, his lips glistening with my dew.
And then he lowered his head again, licking faster, making my hips rock as I instinctively thrust myself against his face. He made a deep sound of approval and sucked on my nub as he had my nipples, drawing hard.
The most exquisite burst of desire hit me, nearly splitting me in two. I reached my pinnacle, a shudder tearing through me that I was helpless to stop. He hummed, the rumble vibrating through my cunny and intensifying my release. As bliss radiated from my core, he strummed a lone digit over my entrance. He teased me with the shallow dip of his finger, still sucking hard as he sank it deep.
I clenched on him instantly. His hands were confident and strong. He knew how to use them to prolong my pleasure and bring me more. And he was determined, it seemed, to wring every drop of it from me. His clever tongue played over me as he alternated between licking and sucking, and when a second finger joined the first, I lost control again, a choked sob emerging from me.
I was still breathless, my heart pounding as Alexander rose to his substantial height and gently arranged me on the bed. He joined me, the protective weight of his body covering mine. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him to me as he gripped his rigid cock and directed it to me. Tipping my hips upward, I met him in a thrust that had him seated to the hilt. We both cried out at the rightness of it, our bodies moving together in a stirring rhythm.
“Maddie mine,” he groaned, pumping into me, his face a study in ecstasy.
I committed every moment to memory, the ripple of his arm muscles as he leveraged himself on the bed, the strength of his broad chest, the way his mahogany hair hung around his handsome face. His brown eyes met and held with mine as he moved within me. My love for him rose along with my desire to a searing crescendo. I wanted to cry out my feelings, to reveal what I had been keeping to myself these last few weeks of our marriage.
But then he slanted his mouth over mine, taking my lips in a voracious kiss, and words were lost to me. I tasted myself on his lips, felt my nipples grazing his chest, the sensual glide of his cock in and out of me. It was too much. I was flying again, high above the clouds, soaring along with him. My body contracted on his length, and with a groan, he buried himself deep, filling me with the hot rush of his seed.
I clung to him afterward, holding him tightly, burrowing my face into his neck, feeling our hearts pound together as one. Our bodies were still joined, slick with perspiration, fully sated.
“I’ll crush you, love,” he protested.
“I like you here,” I countered, holding him tighter.
He chuckled. “But you’re so small compared to my big, beastly frame.”
I kissed his throat. “I love your big, beastly frame.”
And I love you.
But I didn’t say it. Not yet. For now, I was content to hold him.
Gently, he rolled us to our sides, so that I faced him, still locked in each other’s embrace.
Alexander smiled tenderly. “I’m glad I had the opportunity to come back for a repast today. I’ve been leaving you far too much.”
“I know you have an estate to run,” I protested, admiring him for the devotion he showed to the people who depended upon him.
“Yes, but I also have a new wife.” He brushed a tendril of hair from my forehead, making me realize that in our haste, I hadn’t unbound my hair.
The lock must have slipped out during our frenzied lovemaking.
“Not so new any longer,” I teased, turning to kiss his palm as he had done to mine earlier in the music room.