Loving the Senator (Capitol Affairs #1) (11 page)

“Please, Alex,” I begged between the kisses he covered me in. Each time his mouth covered mine, I got wetter.

“Not yet, baby. I have to taste you first. I have dreamt about how sweet your pussy tastes and I know it has to be delicious,” he smiled a dreamy smile and he bathed me in wet kisses. His tongue ran the length of my body as he licked and devoured me.

“Jesus, your body is so perfect.” he moaned.

“You don’t have to do this.” I whispered.

“Oh, I don’t have to do it, but I want to do it. Lay back and let me enjoy you. I want to feel you come on my face,” he winked. He looked sleepy as he positioned himself between my legs and put each one over his shoulders. I ran my hands through his hair, and it stuck up all over.

At first, he teased me and licked inside my thighs, getting close to my hot, aching sex and then stopping. He did this repeatedly until I trembled. He kissed my swollen clit and blew his hot breath over it. The heat radiated throughout my body. I tried to relax and look at the flickering shadows on the ceiling from the flames of the fire. To distract myself so I wouldn’t come too soon.

“Nice and bare. I knew you were. I knew you would be wet and swollen, like you are now. You were that night I touched you. I felt your clit throbbing then.”

His stubble caressed my thighs and made them burn, but I loved it. His dirty talk was too much for me again.

He slid his hands under my butt, and lifted me up to meet his mouth. His mouth took me like a starving man as he devoured me with a hunger I had never experienced. His tongue explored every fold of my hot sex, torturing me, as he would bring me to the edge and stop. It was too much to bear as I pushed his head into me tighter, wanting him to bring me over the edge. His tongue encircled my quivering opening, teasing me and enjoying me. A man that I thought I would never see again, let alone be in bed with, was tasting my most private parts and enjoying it.

“Please, Alex, don’t stop,” I begged. I ran my hands in his hair, damp from sweat.

He stopped for a second and looked up at me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked in a whisper, looking down at him. I was so worked up I could barely get the words out.

His face glistened with my wetness and his lips were wet and swollen.

“I love knowing I do this to you and knowing your cunt hungers for me and gets so wet. I love knowing you are about to come on my face,” he groaned. His words become more passionate.

“It’s because of you, Alex. This is what you do to me. Only you have this effect on me. It feels so good,” I said.

He continued to have sex with me with his mouth, moaning while he licked me. I laid back and let him do whatever he wanted as I enjoyed his tongue and lips working their magic. Alex’s muscles were tight and strained on top of me and sweat covered both of our bodies. He stopped and looked up at me again.

“Lick my fingers baby,” he said, as he reached two fingers to my mouth. I licked and sucked on them like I would his cock. He put them inside me devastatingly slow. I couldn’t stop the noise that escaped my throat, and I arched my back and bit my lip to keep from screaming.

“I love to make you come, Prudence. Spread your legs far apart and come for me baby, all over my fingers and tongue. Let me hear you come.”

“That’s it baby. Come for me,” he said again. I tensed as he licked me to ecstasy again. A brutal pleasure clawed through my body as my clit peaked. He continued to suck me and explore me with his two fingers. The sounds of my wetness and his dirty talk took me over the edge again. The force of my orgasm radiated through me like fire. He hadn’t even been inside me yet, and I had given it up twice. I thought I might be dead before the night was over.

He kissed his way up my quivering body to reach my lips. He tasted salty from what he did to me. I’d never tasted myself on anyone before. I kissed him and slipped my tongue into his warm, inviting mouth that had just given me so much pleasure. This was it. I had him where I wanted him, and he was going to be inside me, where he belonged. All those tears and months wanting him and missing him were now over. It was too good to be true. The tip of his cock was pressed against me. He let it tease my wet opening as he looked in my eyes.

“I want to feel every inch of you going into me. I have waited for this for so long.” I whispered.

I was so wet he slipped right into me and filled me with his erection. I once again moaned loudly. His beautiful thick cock thrusted into my sensitive pussy, his tongue had just worshiped. He closed his eyes and said my name. I cried out as he thrust into me deeper and deeper as I took him inch by incredible inch.

“Oh, Prudence. God, you are so tight and wet. You were made for me,” he said. He grabbed on to me and his body shook. I wrapped my legs around his waist and clenched tight to him. My hands were all over him, caressing his smooth dewy skin. He took his time licking my lips and kissing me while he thrust himself deeper and deeper. I wanted to consume all of him. The smell of his cologne and his sweat was bringing me close again.

“I want to come inside of you. Is that still okay?” he said, breathless as he kept pumping in me. We were so close, as he rested his forehead on mine.

“You are safe baby. Come hard inside of me. Open your eyes. I want to see your eyes when you come in me for the first time. I want to remember this always, Alex," I begged.

He kept his eyes opened and said my name. I could feel him getting thicker as he stared into my eyes. I heard a husky whimper come out. His beautiful face looked distorted with lust as the orgasm tore through him. It was unbelievable watching his eyes as he came long and hard. They were dilated with lust for me. He hovered on top of me with the muscles in his arms and neck bulged with each thrust. His cum jetted inside of me, hot and wonderful, exploding into my body. He pushed his hard cock deeper and deeper with each pump. He moaned an animal-like sound, as he kept repeatedly thrusting. I was near out of my mind for him. Every nerve in my body, exposed as I climaxed again knowing he was. My body thrust as this amazing wave of pleasure took over me. I held onto his head and ran my fingers through his hair as he collapsed on my chest. We gave into our need for each other, and we unlocked our love.

“I’m so glad you didn’t run this time,” I whispered.

“I am too, baby. That has to be the most incredible experience I have ever had.”

“This is just the beginning,” I said, as I ran my hands down his neck and back, slick with his sweat.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you. I never wanted anyone but you. I have tried to want someone else. To force what we have with another person, didn’t work. It will never work.”

“It is okay, Alex. You are here now, and that’s what matters. I know who you are, and you are the most honorable and honest man I have met. Just the thought that you stayed away from me so you could get past the fact you knew me when I was a teenager, is pretty special. Everything about you is amazing,” I said through my tears.

“When you kiss me, Prudence, I’m not a senator. I’m a king.” I heard him whisper. His body relaxed, and he drifted off to sleep in my arms.

He was where I wanted him, and I was not going to let him go this time. I held him in my arms all night as I slept, safe and at peace for the first time in my life.

Chapter Ten

“You look different,” said Beulah when I met her for lunch during the week. My big fear that my grandmother knew I’d bedded the senator, hit me. She and I were so close; she could sense things just by looking at me.

Alex and I had been together every night, and we had had no sleep except for maybe a couple of hours each night. We were exploring one another and getting used to each other’s wants and needs. I loved every second of our time together, and sleep was not important. He was making love to me every night, and no one else, and at that moment, nothing else mattered.

“What do you mean I look different, Grandma?” I asked, hoping to God she would not say what I feared.

“You are with him aren’t you? I can tell. You have a sparkle back. Something in your eyes is telling me you are with Alex again.” She smiled as she sat across from me and grabbed my hand.

“Well, maybe. Yes. We are together, Grandma.” I could not help but smile, and put my hair behind my ears nervously. It was weird telling her that I was back with the man of my dreams.

“I knew it. I knew it,” she gushed.

The waiter brought our salads, and we stopped talking as we waited for him to fill our water glasses.

“Thank you,” we both said in unison as we devoured our favorite strawberry salad.

“Well, tell me the details. How did you get back with him? Are you done with Trevor?” she asked in-between bites. She looked lovely with her signature white blouse, khaki pants, and leather driving shoes. Beulah had just got her hair cut in a bob style and had it highlighted with blonde streaks. She was a catch for any older man, and as we sat there, quite a few gave her a second look. But, in true Beulah form, she didn’t even notice or care.

I didn’t want to go into too much detail, especially the part where he brought me to his house. I just told her that we met up at the party, and we’d started dating. I left out the fact that he’d made me come about six times in one night, and that I thought I had left my body.

“That is excellent, honey. I hope you are happy now. You were distraught for some time. At least I don’t have to play matchmaker with Senator Fishburn’s son,” she laughed.

“I’m happy, Grandma. There is something about him. I can’t describe it, but I can’t live without him. I can’t breathe without him, and I can’t breathe when I’m with him.” I sipped my cool glass of water as I felt heat rise in my body just thinking of him.

“I know. That is what your grandfather did to me, honey. It is called finding the love of your life,” she said.

“I’m a little scared that he is seventeen years older than I am. With him being a senator, I don’t want this to be the center of his next election.”

“Your grandfather and I were ten years apart, and even back then, it was not that big of a deal. Don’t sweat that stuff, Prudence. Alex is a good, honest man, and that is what they will see.”

Her cell phone went off. She glanced at it, and then silenced the ringer.

“Toby,” she explained. “I will call her later. She is just being nosy again, as usual.” She smiled a wicked little smile because she knew she had one up on her sister.

“Is that why you don’t date anyone else? I mean, come on, half the men in here are giving you the once-over.”

Her face reddened.

“No one compared to him. No one even came close. He was once in a lifetime. Why bother with any of the others? It just doesn’t suit me. I’m happy being alone and spending time with my friends and family, especially you, honey.”

“That is how I feel about Alex, Grandma. Trevor was just a distraction, and I was comparing him to Alex,” I said, wiping my mouth.

“We are lucky, I guess. Not too many people get that. Hold on to him and love him.”

I planned on loving him, all right. I planned on loving him every night and every morning, and anytime in between.

***

Out of the blue, about a month after we started dating, I got a text I presumed was from Jade. It read.

You didn’t win him, he’s still mine.

I ignored it but saved it, and decided I would ask Alex about it later.

That night at dinner, I showed him the text. I didn’t want him to think I was a jealous girlfriend, but thought he should know. He told me he would handle it.

Our need for each other was getting intense once we gave in the first time. The floodgates were open and we couldn’t get enough of each other. Our nights, filled with fiery, physical sex and our mornings, filled with love, waking up in his arms, and tangled in his legs.

“I love spending the night with you,” he said one morning. He kissed me awake and I untangled myself from his warm body. Staying at his house, with the huge bed and fireplace was something I looked forward to. Being surrounded by his smell and his things always comforted me.

“I sleep so well when you’re with me.” I was trying to get myself up and out of the bed to make coffee, but the cool air and his warm body make me feel otherwise. That particular morning, he wouldn’t let me out of the bed.

“Alex, let me up,” I smiled and kissed him. But he was having none of it and refused to let go.

“Did you forget we have the senator’s steak fry today and it’s already eleven? You can’t be late.”

“Come on, stay in here with me. It’s so warm and cozy.” He had his hands all over me trying to entice me to stay in bed with him.

“You should move in with me,” he said, as he kissed my head and played with my hair.

“I can’t. I have my condo, and Beulah would kill me if I did.” The thought of moving in with him was enticing, but not something I felt I should do right away. First, I wanted to make sure we were both comfortable with each other before I moved in and took up space in his bathroom. It was a significant step for both of us. With Alex being a senator and dating a younger woman, we needed to take things slower.

“I want to wake up with you every morning, Prudence, and we can’t do that if we have separate places. Wouldn’t you like to be here with Becket and me?” he asked, as he started caressing my breasts. He was rubbing my areolas, purposely leaving my nipples untouched. He would just circle them with the tips of his fingers ever so gently. It made me beg for him to touch me and I bet he knew it. I felt his erection against me as he began moving his hips.

“Are you trying to bribe me with sex, Alex?”

I smiled at him as he moved in between my thighs. I opened my legs to fit his body as he began to kiss my stomach.

“Maybe I should withhold sex from you if you don’t comply,” he laughed, knowing full well he couldn’t do that himself.

“I can hold out, Alex. I have held out for a long time waiting for you,” I said, as I moved to get him inside me. I was always wet and ready for him. It was Saturday and usually we could take our time and be lazy. I loved those mornings when we stayed in bed until noon, talked, and made love. He would get us a cup of coffee, and we would sit and watch the news for hours. This was not one of those mornings.