Page 66 of Finding Kenna
“That feels amazing,” Kenna whispered.
Shifting so he was hovering above her now, Aleck still didn’t remove his hand from her nape. His thumb brushed back and forth over the sensitive skin there, as he did his best to arouse her with his other hand.
Her nails dug into his chest, and it turned him on even more. His cock was as hard as it had ever been, but he didn’t spare a moment to do anything about it. This was all for her. His woman had a hard night, and he wanted to help make it better.
He lowered his head and suckled her nipple, biting and nipping through the wet cotton of her shirt.
“Oh my God, yes,” Kenna said.
Then she delighted the shit out of him by reaching for the hem of her shirt and pulling it to her chin, exposing herself fully.
For a second, Aleck was struck dumb. She was so fucking beautiful. Her round tits sat high and firm on her chest, her pink nipples beckoning. Her hand went to the back of his head and she gripped his hair, pulling him down to her chest.
Aleck didn’t need to be told twice. He immediately took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked. Hard.
She cried out in pleasure and pushed his head closer.
How long he spent worshiping her tits, Aleck didn’t know. He was lost in the pleasure of her reactions.
It wasn’t until he felt her hips rhythmically thrusting against him that he realized she was on the verge of an orgasm. He felt ten feet tall that he could get her to the edge just by playing with her breasts…before movement between them, down low, caught his attention. He glanced down her body, realizing that she’d snaked a hand into her panties. She was frantically rubbing her clit.
“Don’t stop!” she pleaded.
There was no way Aleck was going to miss her going over the edge in his arms for the first time. Even if it was by her own hand. He pinched her nipple. Hard. He was no longer tender and loving as he worked her, squeezed her tit and rolling her nipple roughly in his fingers.
“That’s it,” he murmured. “Get yourself off. Show me what you look like when you come.”
She whimpered, her eyes closed as she concentrated on reaching orgasm.
Aleck continued to stimulate her breasts as she got closer and closer to the edge.
“Open your eyes,” he ordered as he hovered over her. “Look at me when you come.” Her beautiful brown eyes popped open and he could see her pupils were dilated with lust. “That’s it, babe. Come for me. Come hard.”
He stared into her eyes as he pinched her nipple once more, and that was all it took. Every muscle in her body tensed and her thighs shook as she flew over the edge. She curled into him and cried out as she gave into the pleasure coursing through her.
Her hand stopped moving under her panties—but Aleck wanted more.
Knowing he was pushing his luck, yet unable to stop, he eased his hand down, gripping her sex possessively. She’d slipped her own hand away, and he ruthlessly began rubbing her clit through the wet cotton.
She jerked in his hold and said, “Too sensitive!”
But Aleck shook his head. “One more,” he rasped.
“Oh shit…” Kenna breathed as her eyes closed once more and within seconds, began shaking again.
It was all Aleck could do not to pull her underwear down and bury his head between her thighs. He could smell her arousal all around them and it was like an aphrodisiac. He wanted to taste her. Lick her until she came again and again.
But he was more than aware that this interlude could make her feel embarrassed. He’d done that once, and had no desire to repeat it. Ever.
So he stilled his hand, cupping her pussy as she jerked against him a few more times, then went still. He’d kept his hand on her nape the whole time, and when she didn’t open her eyes, he tightened his hold. “Kenna?” he said softly.
“Shhhh,” she mumbled. “I’m basking.”
Aleck smiled. Fuck, she was amazing. “Bask away. I’ll just be here enjoying the view,” he said, taking in her gorgeous breasts, still heaving as she caught her breath.
Instead of trying to cover herself, Kenna chuckled. “You’re such a guy,” she mock-complained.
“That I am,” he agreed.
