Touch Me (5 page)

The words sent a shaft of longing through her. She wanted this so badly. Wanted it until she burned.

Taking his hands, she tugged until he climbed to his feet beside the couch and waited there. Under his approving gaze, she sat up and pulled off her rumpled clothes. He watched her with heated eyes while she stripped off every last piece and dropped it seductively to the floor beside her. The raw hunger on his face made her feel powerful. Beautiful. Emboldened.

Silence stretched between them, but he didn’t break the spell by speaking, seeming content to wait for her answer. But she wasn’t going to tell him. She was going to show him instead.

Savoring the arousal swirling through her, she held his gaze while she slid off the couch and sank to her knees in front of him.

Alex’s pulse pounded as he stared down at her, kneeling before him with such open hunger on her face it took his breath away. Without a word she took his hands and brought them to his belt, helped him undo it before she settled back with her palms resting on her thighs to watch him finish the job. Even after he removed his belt she stayed that way, silent, as though waiting for his command. When her intent became clear, the pitiful amount of blood remaining in his brain rushed to his painfully swollen cock. Dear Christ, the thought of her going down on him in this position almost sent him to his knees.

The almost feral glow in her eyes fed the dark need inside him. She wasn’t faking this submissive pose for his sake. The wild glitter he saw there told him how turned on she was, kneeling naked at his feet, waiting for him to take out his cock for her.

Holy shit.

Submission. Her eyes, her posture, they silently begged for it. She wanted him to dominate her. How the fuck he’d missed that important detail earlier, he didn’t know. But he sure as hell was going to take care of that need for her now. His blood pumped so hot and hard it made him dizzy.

Oh sweetheart, I’m definitely going to take care of that for you.

Her eyes tracked every motion of his hands as he unbuttoned his jeans and slowly drew the zipper down. He shoved them down past his hips, released his cock, fisting it in one hand, and stroked up and down while she watched. His dick was so hard it hurt, throbbing with each gliding stroke until he had to bite back a groan.

Tia licked her lips, as though she couldn’t wait to taste him.

“This what you want, baby?”

“Yes,” she whispered, looking like she wanted to devour him. Her eyes gleamed feverishly.

Oh, hell yes. Holding his cock in one hand, he set the other on the back of her neck and pulled her closer. He maintained the pressure until she had to lean forward and place her hands on his thighs to brace herself. Holding back a primal growl, he held her there, gently squeezing the taut muscles at her nape. “Lick me.” He made his voice dark, deep, like the need flaying him.

A tremor rolled through her. With a hungry sound she leaned in and licked the tip, delicate little strokes that drove him nuts. She feathered her tongue over the taut head, down the shaft to his balls, lapping softly until he sucked in a deep breath. When he couldn’t stand any more, he gripped his cock and pulled her up to position the slick head at her lips. “Suck,” he ground out.

Her eyes flared, but she didn’t take him in her mouth. Just flicked her tongue against him until the torment was too much. He slid the hand at her nape into her hair and fisted it. Squeezed until she gasped softly and trembled, that flush of arousal growing brighter in her face. Jesus, she was torturing him.

“Suck me.”

She gazed back at him with a combination of lust and hope that made his heart turn over.
Make me
, her eyes said. Begged him for it.

Holding back a moan, Alex tightened his hand in her hair and forced her closer, pushing the head of his cock against her soft lips. Her eyes stayed locked with his, swirling with arousal and excitement. Her lips parted slowly, reluctantly around him, allowing only an inch of him inside.

“Yeah, that’s it. Open for me.”

Her hot little tongue caressed the tender underside while she stared up at him, obviously loving what he was doing. He pulled harder on her head and flexed his hips, forcing more of him past her lips. Tia moaned, shuddered, closing her eyes as she took him in her mouth and sucked. The gesture of surrender, of enjoyment, pushed his arousal dangerously high. Christ, she was sexy like this, kneeling, sucking him off like he was the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted and couldn’t get enough.

His fingers stayed locked in her hair while she worked him with her mouth, swirled her tongue around him in languorous strokes. “Oh, hell yeah, Tia. So good.”

She whimpered and sucked harder, eyes closed as she lost herself in the pleasure. God, he wanted to fuck her. Bend her over the couch and take her from behind, pound into her until she screamed with release.

He bunched his hand around the silky fistful of hair. “You love this, don’t you,
querida
? You love it when I make you suck my cock.”

She made a soft sound of agreement and began bobbing her head in a lazy, slow rhythm.

Alex eased his grip on her hair to stroke her scalp. “So pretty, on your knees with my cock in your mouth,” he murmured, praising her with his touch, his voice.

Tia sighed and leaned in close to nuzzle his thigh with her cheek, her hands gliding over his hips, his ass. He imagined having her in this same position with her hands tied behind her back while he worked his cock in and out of her mouth. Would she like that too?

Damn, her mouth felt good, but he was getting close and couldn’t hold back much longer. He tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled. “Stop.”

Her eyes opened and swung up to his, but she didn’t release him.

He tugged again. “Baby, stop. I want to fuck you.”

Her breathing hitched. She shook her head, once, her eyes pleading with him. Wanting more.

Understanding dawned. “You want to taste me?” He could come just thinking about it.

She nodded, waiting for permission, staring up at him with such hope. Like he’d turn this down? He’d love to finish in her mouth. This was her fantasy, and he’d give her any damn thing she wanted.

Alex swallowed a strangled laugh, cradled the back of her head with both hands. Firmly, but more gentle now. “Okay. Make me come in that hot little mouth.” The words almost destroyed him.

Her hands gripped his hips tightly as she took him deep and resumed sucking. Alex dropped his head back and closed his eyes while the pleasure built and built. She was so good, so fucking perfect as she took him. A low moan escaped him; he started that inexorable climb to ecstasy. “Ah, Tia,
Christ
…” His fingers contracted around her head, dying for more. Nothing had ever felt this good.

She made a humming sound around his cock, caressed his most sensitive spot with her tongue. On a strangled roar, his hips thrust, and he held her close while his cock pulsed into her mouth. When he found the strength to open his eyes, she was sucking him tenderly, watching him with worshipful brown eyes. It almost sent him to his knees.

“Come here,” he whispered hoarsely, drawing her up into his arms. Tia snuggled into his chest and sighed contentedly. He felt like he’d just had a religious experience. He still couldn’t believe how hot it made him to see her like that, all submissive and hungry as hell for him. She was so amazingly soft and warm in his arms, he didn’t want to let her go. But she whimpered and shifted to rub her breasts against him, and he realized she needed more. He released her long enough to pull up and zip his jeans, then grabbed her hand to tow her upstairs.

“What are you doing?” she protested, eyes wide as she trailed after him. If the wounds in his shoulder hadn’t pulled so damn much he’d have swung her up into his arms and carried her upstairs.

“Taking you upstairs to do this properly.” He was almost light-headed with the need to fuck her, but he needed to make it clear he wanted more than that. Once with her would never be enough. He wanted to stake his claim on her, bind her to him, show her exactly how much she meant to him.

Tia entered the master bedroom, following Alex’s silent gesture to lie down on the bed’s soft sheets. How many times had she fantasized about being here with Alex? Too many to count. She could hardly believe it was happening.

He stretched out beside her on the bed and placed a hand on her stomach, rubbing in gentle circles that made her pussy clench. She was so wet already, so turned on from making him come in her mouth. The salty tang of him was still sharp on her tongue.

“Aren’t you just full of surprises,” he said, eyes alight with teasing laughter.

She blushed, tried to ignore the way her stomach clamped tight beneath his hand. Did he think she was weird? He’d seemed to enjoy it, but…

“What other secrets are you hiding under that ladylike exterior, I wonder?” His fingertips trailed over her skin, stopping just above her mound. He bent to nibble the side of her breast gently, making her nipple throb in anticipation.

She found her voice. “Secrets?”

“Mmmm.” His mouth was so warm, so tender on her breast. They’d never been that sensitive before, but the way Alex sucked on her nipples made her go crazy. “You hinted once that your ex didn’t share your tastes in the bedroom. Do you mean he didn’t understand your need to give up control?”

The flush burned hotter in her face. “He didn’t want to understand because he hated it. Said I was boring and frigid.”

“That’s because he’s a fucking idiot.”

She laughed at that, and it felt good. Some of the building tension seeped out of her muscles. Alex made her feel beautiful and sexy, and while she didn’t exactly feel comfortable talking about this, he made her feel safe enough to try.

His hand continued to play on her belly while his tongue traced her distended nipple. Her hands threaded into his hair, holding him close, letting him know without words how much she enjoyed the feel of his mouth there. “Tell me more about what you like,” he said. “What makes you hot.”

She swallowed. How did she explain it? “Sometimes—well, a lot of the time but not always—” She stopped to catch her breath and quit babbling, find the courage to say what she felt. He deserved the truth. “I like it when you take control—oh!” She gasped as the wet heat of his mouth finally closed around the taut bud. She clenched his hair and her back arched involuntarily.

“Mmm,” he murmured around her nipple, sucking for a moment. “What else?”

“I don’t…don’t know.” This was too embarrassing, and how was she supposed to form coherent sentences when his mouth was working her like that?

“You like to be dominated.”

That she couldn’t deny, not even to herself. A shiver rolled through her. “Yes.” Her voice was breathy, urgent. The sexy, tender way he took over made every inch of her skin sizzle.

He sucked more firmly, pulling a liquid moan out of her as the sensation spread down into her belly and between her legs, settling in her throbbing clit. “Do you like being restrained?”

She nodded, melting from the inside out. God, the thought of being bound and helpless with him was enough to make her combust.

“You like being told what to do? Pretend to be forced?”

A ribbon of shame slid through the haze of pleasure. Maybe her needs ran a little to the kinky side, but she wasn’t perverted or sick. She wasn’t.

Alex raised his head and turned her face toward him with one hand. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Tia. So hot and sexy it makes me hard just thinking about doing all of that to you.” He reached up to take one of her hands from his head, guiding it down to his erection, already hard though he’d come only a little while ago.

His words, the knowledge that he understood and respected her needs—was even turned on by them—shook her deep inside. She curled her fingers around the thick, hot length of him, reveling in the way his lids dropped down and the sexy growl he made. For years she’d blocked out this part of her, refused to let it out, and now she was desperate to express her sexuality the way she’d always longed to. To feel everything with Alex that she’d been denied for so long. She wanted all of that, right now. “Alex…”

With a slow smile, he lowered his head to kiss her. She twined her arms and legs around him, dying to feel his weight, his warmth. But he pulled away and shook his head. “Lie still.”

The breath backed up in her lungs. His eyes practically glowed in the dimness. Staring up into his shadowed face, she released him and lay back against the pillow, letting the delicious anticipation slide through her veins. Her heart thrummed hard against her ribs, dying to find out what he would do to her.

Alex rose to his knees and straddled her legs, shook his head in wonder. “Your curves are sexy.”

She
felt
sexy. The way he looked at her made her feel beautiful and feminine, and she loved him for it because it was real. He really meant it.

He kissed her, his lips caressing hers with such tenderness it brought tears to her eyes. This wasn’t just sex. It went so much deeper than that for her. Did it for him too? If not, how was she going to put herself back together if he broke her heart after this?

“I want you so much,” he whispered against her mouth.

“Then take me,” she urged, pulling at his uninjured shoulder to bring his weight atop her.

Alex groaned and kissed her, then twisted to the side to shuck his jeans and underwear. He fished a condom from his wallet and smoothed it down his rigid length before stretching out on top of her. She moaned at the feel of his weight pressing her into the bed. Her entire body sighed in relief, but when she started to slide her arms around him he grabbed her hands and anchored them to the mattress on either side of her head. His eyes held a wicked glint as he held her there, his grip at once firm but careful.

The sensation of being held down by such a powerful, sexy man lit up every nerve ending in her body. Currents of electricity crackled over her skin, made her gasp.

“You like that,” he said softly.

“Yeah.”

“That’s good,
querida
, because I love seeing you helpless underneath me.”

Heat flooded her pussy. She twisted her hands experimentally, but he held her fast. That easy show of strength made the pulsing between her legs worse. She squirmed beneath him, rubbing against the hard planes of his body to find relief. When the head of his erection lodged against her slick opening, she caught her breath.

A slight smile curved his mouth. “I’ll torment you some other time, but right now I’m so fucking turned on I might die if I don’t slide into your sweet pussy.”

Her inner walls clenched at his dirty words. “Alex, I need—”

“This,” he said, and drove into her.

She gasped at the heavy, stretching pressure. He was so thick and hard, sliding over secret nerve endings that suddenly flared to life. His cock filled her so fully. Her muscles clenched around him, greedy for more. The feel of him taking her while his weight and hands kept her pinned to the bed made her breathless. “Oh God,
yes
…”