Try to run off to California on him, would she? His smile was less than amused. Like hell. His woman.
His hand pressed her closer, felt the smooth roundness of her stomach. And, maybe, his child as well.
She wasn’t going anywhere without him.
“Again,” she mumbled, surprising him, rubbing her ass against his cock, her hand covering his.
“Sleep, baby.” He kissed her forehead, then groaned as her leg lifted, rested along his, opening herself to him.
“Again.” Sleep-filled, demanding, the hunger in her tone undid him.
Alex moved, shifted, gripped the shaft of his c**k in his hand and eased it against the snug opening of her wet pu**y.
She hadn’t cleaned their sex from her. That still amazed him. Their combined juices clung to her, slid against the head of his c**k as he tried to ease into her.
One touch. That was all it took. Just one touch. She reached between her thighs, her fingers curling along his balls, and he lost his damned mind. Lost it. Lost it inside the tightest pu**y he’d ever f**ked, as he plunged half the length of his dick inside her. Pulled back, pushed in. He was moving inside her, harder than he should. He knew he was being harder than he should be.
But f**k. Christ almighty. She was lava-hot. His c**k was bare, no latex, and it was the most exquisite pleasure in his life.
And he couldn’t stop to savor it.
“Alex, it’s so good.” Her forehead pressed into his arm as her hand curled beneath it. There was an edge of a sob in her voice, desperate pleasure, rising need.
“Here. Over.” He felt like an animal. Like a brute. He pushed her to her stomach, lifted her ass, and pushed inside her, hard and deep. “Touch your clit, Janey. Rub it. Make it better.”
Her head was shaking against the pillow as he pushed inside her again and stilled. Tight, hot flesh rippled and contracted around him as he covered her, hovering over her, his lips at her ear.
“It’ll feel so good.” He kissed the shell of her ear. “Let your fingers caress your clit, baby. Surely you masturbate.” There was no way she didn’t.
“Not with you here.” Her whisper was scandalized.
“It will feel so good,” he crooned again. “When you feel good, your pu**y gets hotter, tighter. When your cl*t explodes, your tight little pu**y is going to grab on to me and suck the life out of me.”
She whimpered, a sound of pleasure and need. Making Janey come out of that cool little shell of hers was going to be his pleasure. He could do it. She loved his touch. Needed it as much as he needed hers.
“Touch yourself, baby.” He gripped her hand and pushed it beneath her body. “Think about me. Think
about how crazy you’re going to make me when your hot little cunt begins to quiver and tremble around my dick. I’ll go crazy.”
She moved and he felt it. Her fingers were on her clit, her moans rising beneath him as he clenched her hip with one hand and thrust against her, pulled back. He eased inside her again, and felt the ripple and shudder as he stroked her inside and she stroked herself outside.
“Damn, that’s good,” he said softly at her ear. He licked at the lobe, then nipped it and felt her panting for breath.
Alex dug his knees into the mattress and pumped her hard then. Fast, quick strokes before he stopped, stilled. She was crying out beneath him, shaking so hard in pleasure that she made him feel ten feet tall.
And she was still stroking her clit, her fingers playing over it.
Janey was dying inside from the pleasure. She needed with a desperation she couldn’t explain. As though in sleep, the hunger had risen inside her, biting into her.
“Does it feel good, baby?” Alex’s voice sent tremors racing down her back. “You feel good on my cock.
Like living fire. Come on, Janey, tell me you like it.”
“Love it. Love it.” She pressed her forehead into the pillow and lifted her ass for him. He stretched her wide, overfilled her, and she loved it.
“I could f**k you like this forever,” he groaned. “Just pumping inside you, slow and easy, baby. Do you feel how hard your little cl*t is? How it throbs?”
“Yes. Oh yes.” It was throbbing. Hard and fast. Like her heartbeat.
“I feel your pu**y throbbing around my cock, too. You’re getting close, aren’t you? The closer you get, the tighter you get.”
Explicit, demanding. The words fired inside her brain, sending electrical impulses of sensation racing to her clit, her vagina.
He felt huge inside her. He was huge inside her, and she loved it.
“Keep stroking, sweetheart,” he crooned. “I want to feel you come around me.”
She knew how to do this. This had saved her sanity. She stroked her clit, knowing it would never be the same again without Alex inside her.
“Feel good?”
“So good, Alex. So good.”
He kissed her neck, her ear.
“Tell me to f**k you again, Janey. Come on, baby. Do you know how much I loved hearing that? Those pretty lips pouting, demanding I f**k you.”
“Fuck me! Fuck me hard, Alex. I need it hard.”
“Why hard, sweetheart?” A shiver washed over her at his voice. “Slow and easy lets you feel it. Lets you feel it build and tighten inside you.”
And it let her need. It built on her memories. It would sear into her brain and into her soul.
“See how good slow and easy can be?” Slow and easy, one long stroke inside her. He eased back, leaving her desperate, empty. Aching. Then he filled her again, stretched her, revealed ultrasensitive nerve endings as her cl*t tightened with impending release.
“You take care of that pretty clit. I’ll take of this sweet pu**y.”
Janey fought for breath. She couldn’t believe it was this good, this soon. That it could get better than it had been the first time. That anything could do this to her, make her insane, make her drop her inhibitions, her fears. But Alex was doing it. With his hoarse statements, his crooning demands.
“Oh, you’re close,” he growled at her ear, nipped at it. “You’re getting tighter.” He was moving faster.
That was what she wanted.
“Yes, faster. Oh, Alex. I can’t stand it.” The pleasure was whipping inside her, whirlpooling, sucking her into some vast, starstudded realm filled with racing pinpoints of ecstasy.
Her fingers rubbed over her clit, around it. Close. So close. Alex was moving faster, pumping inside her, shafting her with heavy, exquisite thrusts that pushed her higher.