Page 28 of Ache
“I have a good relationship with my parents.” He backtracks, circling my navel.
“That’s good.”
“They’re not my biological parents. They adopted me when I was two months old.”
“Oh?”
Alec nods as he continues to orbit my belly button. “They barely had two nickels to rub together, but they took me in. I didn’t have money growing up, but I did have them.”
“You’re lucky.”
“I am.” He stares into my eyes. “For the second time in my life, an amazing person gave me a chance.”
There is no stopping the blush that creeps over my cheeks. “I’m not amazing.”
“You are, and you don’t even know it.” His hand starts to move south. “You asked me who I saw when I looked at you.” He caresses my clit, and I shiver. “I see someone amazing. And you’ll never be able to convince me otherwise.” Alec sinks one sneaky finger into my entrance, and I fall apart. His touch is blindsiding.
I sigh as he fingers me, his words echoing in my ear.
“You have no idea how good that feels.” I melt into the pillowy mattress.
“I think I have an idea.” He sucks on my neck as he works his hand, switching gears from slow to fast, and then slow again.
It’s remarkable how quickly he’s learned to read my body. One night together and he already knows which perfect buttons to push.
Shoving the black covers away, he exposes our bare forms. “Will you let me watch you come?”
“You enjoy doing that.” I drop my knees and sigh.
“Very fucking much.” He bites my neck, as he slides two fingers inside me this time. “It’s an addiction.”
“I can live with that.” I jerk when he caresses my g-spot. Fuck, I’m going to explode faster than a time bomb.
“Put your hands over your head.” Alec’s voice is so thick with desire it’s barely recognizable.
I do as he requests, elongating my body as seductively as possible.
“Fuck, yes.” He draws one nipple into his mouth, stacking the sensations. I want to give him what he wants, so I hand myself over and get lost in his touch. In the feel of his mouth and excitement he brings forth. Before long, my limbs are tingling and so is my pussy. I moan and writhe, playing right into his hands. Living the part he’s desperate to see play out.
The hormonal commotion fluttering inside me builds until it’s no longer containable. Every muscle in my body tenses, the ones clamped around Alec’s fingers throbbing.
He holds my wrists down as I come, forcing the sensations to gravitate to one central location — right between my legs. I let out a wail as my hips jerk on the bed. It’s feels so fucking good. So fucking freeing and maddening and cathartic all at the same time. It’s been so long since anyone has touched me like this. Since I’ve allowed anyone in.
“Alec,” I pant. “God, Alec.” I’m disoriented as I float down from my high.
“I’m right here,” he hums in my ear. “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of watching that.”
“You enjoyed the show?” I toy with him.
“Immensely.” He takes one of my hands and guides it to his erection. He’s rock fucking hard and ready to go.
“What do you want?” I ask seductively.
“These.” He outlines my lips. “Wrapped around my cock.”
“I can do that.” I suck on his finger the same way I’m going to suck on his cock.
“Mmm,” he grunts as I push myself up and kiss my way down his body.
