Devine Destinies
She tasted sweet, like the strawberries she had consumed for her dessert. He wanted more, he needed more.
Tugging her t-shirt over her head, Alex let his gaze wander over her flesh. She was beautiful. The thoughts that filled his mind did nothing to compare with the woman before him. He brushed his fingers over the lace at her shoulder, nudging the strap down her arm, and then moved to do the same with the other strap.
Meg reached up and popped the clasp at the front of her bra, letting the sides fall apart. Alex quickly divested her of the undergarment. “You are beautiful, just as I knew you would be.”
She smiled shyly. “Thank you.”
He inclined his head and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “You are very welcome, Miss Meg.”
She wound her arms around his neck, drawing him closer, as Alex fought for control. The sight of her bare flesh was playing havoc with his self control. Her sighs made him harder than he had ever been and he wanted the night to go no forever, not dissolve within the first few minutes. Pushing her back against the covers, he lowered his mouth to her breast. Laving the nipple, Alex swirled his tongue around the tight bud, suckling, and then nipping at it until Meg squirmed against him. “Alex, please.”
He had heard these words before from her and knew she desired him. Encouraged by her please, he lifted his head and focused on the other breast. Trailing his tongue across her sensitized skin, he suckled at the moist nipple, drawing it in his mouth.
“Yes, more please more.” Her hands were now on his back, tugging at his shirt, lifting it over his head and tossing it to the floor. “I want to feel you,” she whispered softly.
“Anything you wish, my love. You have only to ask.”
Meg stilled and looked up at him. “I want you to make love to me. Now Alex.”
His self control snapped at that moment. Her words shook his very soul. He knew he would do anything for her. Anything within his power. Reaching for the snaps on her trouser, Alex lowered the zipper and slid them from her legs; along with the scrap of lace she called a thong, baring her to his view. Then he ran his fingers across her leg, starting at her toes and working his way up across her knee, to her thighs, then between her legs to dip into her sex. She was wet, so very wet and Alex fought down the urge to take her right then and there.
No, he vowed to make this last. To make this an experience neither of them would forget for the rest of their lives.
Gently, he tugged her legs apart, and then knelt before her. Lowering himself to rest between her knees, he parted her with one finger, and then slid his tongue across her wetness. Slowly at first, then faster until she was crying out beneath him, her hands clutching at the bedcovers. Easing his finger inside, he felt her body clench. He pressed his mouth to her sex, teasing and swirling his tongue, then sucked gently.
Her thighs clasped his head as she cried out “Yes, yes.” He felt her release as clearly as if it were his own. He continued suckling her until the feel of her hands tugging at him drew him upward.
“That was wonderful.” She smiled at him and Alex felt a piece of his heart break.
She fumbled with the waistband of his pants, pushing at them until they too rested on the floor beside his shirt and her jeans. Her gaze raked over him and she gasped.
He chuckled. “Do I meet with your approval, Miss Meg?
She blushed. “Oh yes, most definitely. Now it’s my turn.”
Pushing him to his back, Meg straddled his thighs, her naked butt pressed against his skin. She ran her hands over his flesh, raking her nails across his nipples, then following it with her lips. She suckled his nipples, while her hands continued to torment his skin. The hard planes of his body turned her on more than she ever would have dreamt. Reaching between them, she cupped his balls, giving them a light squeeze. Beneath her Alex groaned.
“Meg.”
She lifted her head. “Yes Alex.”
“As wonderful as that feels, I fear if it continues I will be forced to spill my seed in your hand.”
“Hmm, don’t want that to happen now, do we?” She caressed him again, this time cradling his cock within her hand, sliding it up and down, loving the velvety feel.
“Meg.” He growled.
“Fair is fair Alex.”
Sliding herself backward she knelt between his knees and took his hard cock in both hands. Meg then lowered her head and swirled her tongue across the rigid flesh. He tasted hot, and she wanted more. Opening her mouth, she slid her lips over the tip off him. His groans urged her on. His fingers were now buried in her hair, pressing her closer to his body. She sucked him, her own body responding in mind. She grew wetter and knew she couldn’t wait much longer.
She smiled up at him, and then shifted, slowly settling her weight across his thighs. “Make love to me Alex. Now.”
Slowly, she impaled herself on his cock. Her eyes closed, her head thrown back as she took him in. Riding him, feeling the sensations race through her body as she neared her climax.
Alex grasped her hips, lifting her and then bringing her down on his cock over and over. The wave built and Meg clenched her thighs. “Touch me Alex. Now, touch me now.”
He complied, sliding his finger into her wetness, stroking her, mimicking the motions his cock was making deep within her body. Meg felt her world spin out of control as she cried aloud.
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