Facing Off with Alexi (Witch Field Prowlers Book 2) (12 page)

When she finished, his chest was covered in spots of red. She went back in for more teasing and tormenting his nipples with scrapes and sucks on the rose-pink tips.

“Don’t stop,” he chanted above her. “Please, Ti. Keep going. Mark me.”

And she did. She ran her hands over the ridges and valleys of his abdomen, going on to trace with delicate fingertips along his waistband before she took hold of his button fly and undid it, followed by his zipper. Reaching into the material, she located his already thickened cock, hard and hot to the touch, and gave it a slow tug from base to tip. The slit at the center of the crown grew slick with his precum.

“Fuck, Ti.” His voice was very deep and gruff. The very sound tripped down her spine and buzzed around her body, increasing her arousal. Tingles raced along her inner thighs, her pussy lips, her ass, and along her lower back. Her vaginal walls tightened. Her panties damped further, and her clit demanded attention. Ignoring her own wants, she continued to torment him.

Her kisses bisected his abdomen before trailing over each rise and dip, she dipped her tongue in the well of his belly button. She paused long enough to lick her palm before returning to stroke his thick shaft, up, down, up, over, and repeat. The denim restricted her movements, but she didn’t want to give him—or her, for that matter—too much freedom. She wasn’t ready to taste and suck on his cock just yet.

All the while, Alexi held his hands clenched at his sides while he shook against her. The more she gave to him, the more aroused she became. Her blood fairly sang with hunger to fuck him senseless until she passed out from pleasure. In some small part of her brain, she wondered if she could come just by bringing him to orgasm. The half of her wanted to try; the other part enjoyed what she was doing far too much to care. She followed his treasure trail until she had to stop jerking him off to tug down his pants. He kicked off the denim and spread his legs. Crouching, she admired the light fur of hair on his muscular legs, his heavy balls, and his cock sticking out—not quite as aroused as she’d like. She got on her knees and began her journey to his groin from the bottom, kissing her way up one leg, pausing to tickle the back of his knee and see if he responded. He chuckled and tried to move away from her touch.

“Ha! Found a ticklish spot. Must remember that for later.” Before he could respond, she continued on. The springy, soft hair of his legs tickled her palms as her hands coasted up the contours of his muscles. “God, you’re so damn fit. Not an ounce of fat on you anywhere. Not even after a week of junk food.”

He opened his mouth to respond, only to stop on a groan when she bit his inner thigh before sucking his flesh to mark him where only they would know and see. His gasps and moans were her music and encouragement. She traced the dip that bisected his thigh from his torso with her tongue, tasting the salt of his sweat. Humidity rose up to caress her face, a perfect contrast to the cold air circulating around the room. She inhaled the musk of his arousal, the scent here denser than anywhere else. The thatch of curls was neatly trimmed. His cock stood straight from it, turning to the right a bit; the flared, ruddy head had a single droplet at the slit. She moved to the front of him, took hold of his dick, and lifted it, exposing his balls. She nuzzled the soft skin, denuded of hair. She took hold of the sac with one hand and held it with a tight enough grip to position his balls however she wanted but without hurting him.

With slow laps, she tormented him, first on one ball, sucking it into her mouth using firm tugs, laving it with her tongue before moving to the other, showing it the same attention before releasing them and turning her attention to his dick. Starting from the base, she traced the thick vein on the underside of his cock from root to tip over and over again.

“Fuuuck.” The word seemed dragged out from the depths of his soul.

She grinned and continued her work, changing things by swirling her tongue over his crown, moving her hand up, following the trail she made and then licking the precum. She repeated this, switching her actions to the sides and the top of his penis before taking him into her mouth. She planted her hands on his thighs, using him for balance. He buried his hands in her hair, guiding her movements. Every sound he made told her whether he liked what she was doing or not. She bobbed her head up and down, never using the same rhythm, fast or slow, lightly scraping him with her teeth, soothing away any hurt with her tongue. She lost herself in pleasing him, her own arousal a heavy thud in her body that moved in time with her heart but didn’t overwhelm her.

“Enough. God, please. I can’t take much more, honey.” Alexi tugged on her tresses, not too hard but enough to get her attention.

She released him with a soft
pop
and grinned up at him.

“I better get on that bed before I lose all control, scoop you up, bend you over the bed, and fuck you until you scream my name.” He moved away from her, opened a condom packet, rolled one onto his cock, climbed on the bed, and lay down, hands gripping the bed spokes.

She wiped the excess saliva and stood up, stripped, toed off her sandals, and joined him but didn’t buckle up the cuffs. “I appreciate the gesture and maybe later, but I want you to hold me while we make love.”

She threw a leg over his thighs and positioned herself above his cock. With one hand, she placed him at her dripping entrance, and she planted the other on his chest for balance. Without taking her gaze off him, she lowered herself on his cock. Pressure built inside her as her body adjusted to his shaft once more. Anticipation urged her to move faster. Instead, she went slow, savoring this moment. Up, down, rotating her hips so that his penis rubbed against all the right places, increasing her pleasure. With both hands on his chest, she rode him, setting the pace. He gripped her hips, pushing his hips up, meeting her downward thrusts. She bent over him, and he lifted his head; their lips met in a tangle of passion.

“God, Alexi, yes, more,” she moaned. She increased her speed, and he followed her. Their grunts, the slap of sweat-misted skin against each other, and the dull hum of the air conditioner filled the air.

“Fuck, Ti, yes,” he grunted.

She tightened her vaginal walls around his invasion, pulling him farther inside her, keeping him longer, not wanting the moment to end. “So good. Harder, Alexi. Fuck me harder.”

She moved her hand to between her thighs to stroke and circle her clit, adding to her delight. A wildfire built inside her, burning through her limbs, circling around her torso and filling her head. His grip strengthened. He slammed into her pussy, driving her closer to orgasm. Pressure increased until like an elastic band, it snapped. She came, body shaking, time stilling, and his name a litany that rolled off her tongue.

“Tianna! Shit!” His cock flexed inside her as he followed her down. Her strength gave way. She lay down on his chest. Her juices slipped down her thighs, and her muscles jumped and twitched in the aftermath. Alexi kissed the top of her head and hugged her tight to him.

“I love you, Tianna,” he murmured.

“I love you too, Alexi, my new boyfriend.” She grinned. A small thrill went through her when she dubbed him that moniker.

“Mmm, so that’s what I am now?” He reached up and brushed some hair out of her face. “I like it. It makes me so happy to know that you’re mine in all things.”

She shook her head. “Whoa there, partner. We’re not married, just dating.”

He snorted. “You’ll give in to me on that soon enough, but for now we’ll date.”

She sighed. “You have this all planned out, don’t you?”

“Yup, and you’ll eventually see that I’m right.” He grinned up at her.

“We’ll date and see how it goes. Don’t get ahead of yourself, buster.” Despite her words, a little flutter went off in her stomach at his intention. He truly was serious about them being together. The voice of doubt remained silent, but she could feel the skepticism.

“But we’ll date first, let you get used to the idea of being with me before I put a ring on you. Now, let’s get some sleep. We have quite a drive and have to stop off at Mama L’s for breakfast and then Gus’s for driving grub.” He rolled her over and slipped out of her.

She missed the warmth of his body but didn’t protest. While he cleaned up, she turned over what had happened and his words. Despite some of her reservations, she wanted things to work. At least they were taking it slow, and that was all she could ask. She watched him stride to the bed, a grin on his face. Pure happiness radiated from his features. Her heart swelled with emotions. She loved him with every ounce of her heart and being.

“We’re in this together, Tianna. Never forget that.”

She nodded. “Yeah, together.”

“And if you get scared, I’m here for you. I’m committed to you.” He bent down and took a soft kiss. “You’re all I want, honey; just remember that when you start to doubt things.”

She swallowed. “Okay. I love you, Alexi.” She had to say it again, to have him hear it.

“And I love you too, Tianna.”

She climbed off the bed, went to the bathroom, cleaned up, and joined him under the covers. As she closed her eyes, she snuggled against him. He wrapped an arm around her waist and held her close.

“We can do this,” she whispered to herself.

Loose Id Titles by Selena Illyria

The BLOOD CLAIM Series

Trapped

Prelude

Tainted

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The WITCH FIELD PROWLERS Series

Thawing Ava

Facing Off with Alexi

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