“Do you like watching me chew?” she asks enticingly.
“I like watching everything you do,” I confess while all my tendons tighten. She just rolls her eyes. Why can’t she take a compliment? “I mean it.”
She nuzzles my neck, the scent of strawberry on her breath. “What else do you like to watch me do?”
My jaw drops, and my dick twitches. She’s toying with me.
“I like...” She licks my neck, and all my thoughts dissipate. I moan lethargically.
“You didn’t answer my question, Ryan,” she rasps in my ear.
I open my eyes and look at her. “I like watching how I make you feel.”
Her cheeks inflame. Not the answer she was expecting?
“How do I make you feel, Alana?” I probe alluringly.
“I don’t know how to describe it,” she admits, and her honesty is disarming.
I sit up and make quick work of getting her onto her back. “I’ll tell you how you make me feel.”
I flick open her towel, then discard my own. “I like it when there’s nothing between us.” I lay on top of her. “I like it when you run your fingers through my hair and when you make me laugh.” I kiss her languidly, rolling my tongue lazily against hers for minutes upon minutes. Then I start making my way down her body, over her collarbone, to her chest, and take one of her nipples into my mouth. She writhes beneath me as I suck and lick and nip, taking my sweet, slow time winding her up.
I could do this all night.
I move farther down, over her tight stomach, peppering kisses on each hip bone. “I love the way you taste,” I expel huskily right before I put my mouth on the sensitive, pink flesh between her thighs.
“Ryan!” She tenses and moans.
“I love hearing you say my name,” I declare as I swipe my tongue against her clit, then swirl it around. Her body bows, a deep groan tearing from her throat. Fuck, it’s taking all the resolve I have not to attack her right here on the spot, but I want this to last. I want her to know exactly how she makes me feel. Which is fucking insane.
I hook both my arms around her legs, fastening her to me, wide and exposed, and launch a sensual assault with my mouth. Purposely pushing her to the edge then pulling her back again, over and over, until she’s nearly weeping with pleasure.
“Ryan, please!” She yanks on my hair. Did I mention how much I love hearing her say my name? I glance up at her. She’s panting and flushed and so fucking enticing I can’t put off not being inside her another second. I hastily lick my way back up her body, pinning her underneath me with a scorching hot kiss that I’m sure singed the sheets.
“I love that someone like you can love someone like me,” I confess, but I don’t leave any room for her to respond. “Open,” I order without missing a beat, and she complies, dropping her knees in a sweet, sweet surrender.
I try to be nice, I really do, but the spiraling need trumps me, and I punch into her harder than intended. She cries out. Damn, she’s soaked and fuckin’ on fire.
“Okay?” I pant.
Alana nods, her breath labored against my skin. I grab her ass, fixing her to my body, and work my hips slow and controlled; a deliberate, maddening rhythm that echoes the dark, dreamy tempo ofSummertime Sadnessswallowing up the room. Alana couldn’t have picked better mood music even if she tried.
“Tell me how it feels.” I surge into her, but she doesn’t say a word. “Alana, tell me,” I urge her with my body, drilling hard and deep until we’re both quivering.
“Don’t hide from me.” I force her to look at me. “Not when we’re like this.”
Like this, I want every single part of her unguarded and unhinged and broken open to me.
She stares back at me breathless, vulnerable, and close to ruin. “Tell me you want it,” I demand again. “Say the words.”
The friction between us is so intense my orgasm is charging in the pit of my stomach, ready to spark.
I thrust once more with my eyes locked on hers, and her silence breaks. “I want it! Please, please, Ryan, I want it,” she strains. “Make me come.”
She shifts her hips up to meet mine, sending a bolt of ecstasy vibrating between us.
“Goddamn,” I grind out as Alana’s muscles clamp down around me. She lets go and so do I. My climax ripping me open from navel to neck.