Seduction (Club Destiny) (22 page)

She was right,
he was a dominating man. One who sought his own pleasure and the pleasure of
his lover. He’d been holding back with her, not wanting to scare her off.
Apparently, he’d been mistaken about what it was she needed.

From the look in
her amber, gold eyes, her hunger was stronger than he gave her credit for.
Pushing his cock against her lips, he felt the tremble in his hands as he tried
to tamp down some of what he’d continued to try and hold back.

“Don’t hold back
with me, Alex.” She said before she sucked him entirely into the hot cavern of
her mouth, the warmth of her tongue torturing him upon impact.

“Fuck.” He grit
out between clenched teeth. It was too good.

The softness of
her lips, the warmth of her mouth, the determination in the way she sucked him.
She was overwhelming his senses, making him want to fuck her mouth hard and
fast, push as far as he could to see how much of him she could take.

And he didn’t
hold back. Guiding his cock into her mouth, he kept a firm grip on her hair,
pulling her head back so he could control the movements. “Put your hands on my
thighs.”

He didn’t want
her using her hands. He needed this, there was no mistaking that. “Open wider.”
He demanded. “Close your lips around me, baby.” God it was so damn good. “Suck
me. That’s it, Ash. Damn, baby.”

Her fingernails
dug into his thighs, but her mouth was firm and gentle, doing everything he
told her to do. “Take more of me.” He said as he pushed in deeper. “Relax.”

Just like the
first time he’d taken her, he wanted to go balls deep in her mouth, feel the
head of his cock hit the back of her throat as she fought to take all of him.
He began a rhythmic motion, pushing in, pulling out, her lips brushing down the
length of him as her tongue slid over and around his spike hard shaft.

“That’s it, baby.
Let me fuck your mouth. Hard and fast.” He growled as she tried to pull him
closer, but he kept her head still, secured by the grip he had on her hair.

“You want me to
come in your mouth?” He asked for the simple pleasure of saying the words. He
knew what she wanted, and the vibrations that tingled straight up his spine
from her moans confirmed it. “Harder, Ash. Suck my cock. That’s it, baby. Fuck,
it’s so good.”

He couldn’t stop
the words as they spewed from his mouth, his cock tunneling in and out of those
sweet lips, the excitement in her eyes spurring him on and bringing his orgasm
that much closer.

He was holding
on for as long as he could because the sight of Ashleigh on her knees in front
of him was something he’d only dreamed of for years. To have her there, it
still didn’t seem real, even if it was becoming more familiar. Forcing her to
take him as far as she could, the furnace of her mouth heated him, making his
balls tighten until he knew he couldn’t hold on much longer.

Pulling her
closer, he plunged into her mouth, holding her there and hoping he wouldn’t
make her gag, but he couldn’t control himself. “Your mouth is so fucking hot.”
With each word, he noticed her eyes darken, smoldering with passion. “That’s
it. Suck harder.”

He thrust over
and over, harder and faster until the electrical current of release ignited at
the base of his spine, his orgasm rushing forth as he stilled, holding her head
and burying his cock deeper into the unbelievable warmth.

His release
erupted, and he growled, the rough sound barreling through the empty house as
he fought to hold on, fought not to fall to his knees from the sheer pleasure
of having her mouth on him.

Ashleigh pulled
every last drop from his spent cock, bathing him in sweet warmth until he had
no choice, but to pull her to her feet. “Now it’s my turn to play.” He told
her, part warning, part promise. Her eyes widened and a smile tilted the edges
of her lips.

He turned her
until she was once again backing up to the counter and he quickly removed every
last stitch of her clothing, his eyes raking over every inch of exposed flesh.
She was beautiful. All gentle curves and soft, pale skin.

Because he was
unable to help it, he laved her nipples, cupping her full breasts in his hands
and lifting her to his lips. When he nipped the puckered tips with his teeth,
she moaned, throwing her head back and he took note of what she liked. How had
he ever thought she’d only want sweet and gentle? Ashleigh Thomas was fueled by
the same driving hunger he was, and she continued to prove it each time they
came together.

Stepping back,
he walked to the kitchen table and pulled a chair away before returning to
where she stood, gripping the countertops, fully naked and trembling with
desire.

Sexy as fucking
hell.

“Put your foot
on the chair.” He told her as he crouched between her legs, separating the
soft, pink folds and opening her to his hungry gaze.

Perfectly pink,
her pussy begged to be touched, and his tongue longed to taste her. Every inch until
she couldn’t take any more.

For long
minutes, he explored her with his tongue, spreading her swollen lips with the
fingers of one hand while teasing her with one finger of his other. He raked
over her clit, spurred on by her erratic breathing and desperate moans, and
plunged one finger deep inside of her.

He continued to
play, devouring her, lapping up her sweet juices as she tried to grind against
his mouth, holding his head in her hands and pulling him closer. He gave into
what she wanted, spearing her with two fingers, driving deep, retreating, then
going back for more.

When he latched
onto her clit with his lips, flicking his tongue over the sensitive nerves, she
jolted, gripping his hair painfully hard and thrusting against his mouth.

“You’re gonna
make me come.” She screamed. “Alex!”

He didn’t
relent, continuing to bury his fingers inside the hot depths of her pussy,
using his tongue to torture her until he knew she couldn’t take anymore. He
began fucking her with his fingers with blazing speed, pushing deep and sucking
harder on her engorged clit until she filled the kitchen with her sensual
moans.

“I’m coming!”

Ashleigh’s
entire body tensed, her legs locked, her back straightened, and he felt her
pussy spasm around his fingers, her clit throb against his tongue as her orgasm
ripped through her. It was the sexiest fucking thing he’d ever seen, ever
tasted, and Alex vowed that from here on out, there was no holding back with
her.

If he wanted her
to give him everything, and he did, he was going to have to give her everything
in return.

~~*~~

Ashleigh had
died and gone to heaven. That was the only explanation for what she was
feeling. Her body was sated, a sense of euphoria washing over her even as she
fought to remain upright. Thankfully she didn’t have to use her legs much
longer because Alex lifted her in his arms and carried her to the couch.

“Don’t go to
sleep, baby. I’m not done with you yet.” Alex kissed her neck, her chest, took
one nipple into his mouth.

“I – Oh! Don’t
stop.” From sated to wanting in one second flat.

His mouth was
doing wondrous things to her body, causing her womb to spasm. She needed to
feel him inside of her and at this point, she didn’t give a damn how he made
that happen.

When he flipped them
so that she was straddling his hips, she smiled down at him. Now this she could
get used to. “I’m hoping you have a condom.” She said sweetly, her gaze
wandering over his sinful body until she reached his eyes.

“My jeans.” He
told her, apparently not planning to move from his position. Ashleigh made her
way back to the kitchen, found the lone condom and returned seconds later.

“Put it on me.”
He ordered.

Ashleigh stared
down at the foil packet, then back at him. She hadn’t done this before.
Apparently he picked up on her hesitation because he continued instructing.

“Open it.” He
said, gripping his cock and stroking slow and easy. “Now put it over the head
of my cock and roll it down.”

She could do
this.

“Easy, baby. You
could make me come just touching me.”

She seriously
doubted that, but she did slow her pace, not wanting to hurt him. She slid the
latex over the solid length of him, and his groans lit a lingering ember inside
of her. She could feel her pussy growing wet, eager to feel him buried inside
of her again. When she had the condom in place, she looked up at him once
again.

“Now sit on my
cock, baby.” Alex demanded, and Ashleigh shivered. “Ride my cock and show me
what you like.”

Her nerves
rioted, right along with her hormones. Easing over him, she aligned herself
with his long, hard length as he gripped the base and angled the head toward
her opening. Long moments passed as she worked to fit him inside of her. His
words of encouragement did wonders in making her relax so her body would accommodate
the intrusion, and then he was seated fully inside of her, and she was moving
over him.

He laced his
fingers with hers and allowed her to use his upturned arms for leverage as she
pushed up and lowered, going slow at first but then faster. Her movements
weren’t graceful by any means, and she feared she was doing it wrong.

“Come here.” He
whispered, and she leaned forward until her breasts were crushed against his
chest. “You’re pussy’s so tight, baby. So fucking tight.”

He sounded as
though he were in pain, the words coming out gruff and choppy. Then he pulled
her head down until their mouths touched, and his tongue thrust deep inside of
her at the same time he tilted her hips and thrust up inside of her.

She moaned. It
was exquisite.

He broke the
kiss, but kept her face close to his. Controlling their movements, Alex gripped
her hips with both hands, lifting her slightly as he began to pound inside of
her.

“Alex!” It was
so good. He filled her, grazing every exposed nerve ending, every inch of
sensitive tissue, and her muscles clenched around him.

“Tell me.” He
demanded. “Tell me how it feels.”

“So good.” She
said, barely able to speak.

When he slowed
his movements, she tried to pull back, but he kept her close. “Tell me, Ash. I
want to hear you say it. How would you write about it in your books? What does
it feel like to have my cock buried in your pussy?”

His words
ignited a mini explosion, and she tightened around the sensual intrusion. She
was quickly learning with Alex that writing the words on paper was the easy
part – speaking them aloud was an entirely different story.

“Deeper.” She
said, battling between nerves and need. Need won out. “Fuck me harder, Alex.”

“Like this?” He
asked as he thrust into her.

“Yes. Harder.”
She demanded. “I want you to fuck me, harder. Faster. I’m going to come, Alex.”
Just from the erotic conversation alone.

“I love the feel
of your pussy on my dick. So wet. So tight. The way you squeeze me. Heaven,
baby.” Alex groaned. “Buried inside of you is the only place I ever want to
be.”

Ashleigh
couldn’t think when he began to move faster, holding her hips still as he
pounded from beneath her. “Alex. It’s too good.”

“Never too
good.” He groaned. “Come for me, Ash. Come around my cock.”

That was all she
needed before her orgasm raced through her, exploding as she gripped his hair
in her fingers, trying to keep herself grounded as she tumbled into oblivion
yet again.

***
~~ *** ~~ *** ~~ ***

Still riding a high
that had been strong and steady since he’d fucked Ashleigh for the second time
that morning, Alex had to force himself to go home. Not that he wanted to, but
Ashleigh had a deadline that she had to meet – or so she said – and he had
something he needed to take care of.

Namely Jessie.

When he pulled
into his driveway, the house appeared just the way he’d left it the night
before. He could only hope that the only thing different would be Jessie being
gone. He wasn’t going to hold his breath.

When he walked
in the door that led from the garage to the kitchen, he cocked his head, trying
to listen for any sounds coming from the back bedroom. She wasn’t in the
kitchen or the living room, but he knew instinctively that she was still there.

Having to leave
Ashleigh had been one of the hardest things he’d done in quite some time. After
finally breaking down those walls they’d both inadvertently built in recent
weeks, he had only wanted to stay. Happy to have sat on her couch for the rest
of the day and watched as she wrote those fascinating stories that had him
captivated.

Instead, he’d
decided to come back to his house and try to take care of the situation at
hand. It wasn’t going to be easy, which was why he wanted to put it off as long
as possible.

Walking through
the house, he didn’t notice anything different, but he didn’t hear a sound
coming from the guest room. Maybe Jessie had left. Sticking his head in the
room, he found it empty. His hopes ignited. How would she have gotten home?