Alexandra liked that the rough-edged intensity of the kiss was to set the tone for the rest of the play…
Cane couldn’t seem to have enough of her mouth, and she was helpless to his onslaught, making soft mewling sounds into his mouth as she succumbed to his mastery, his ownage.
Damn, she could have kissed him all freaking night and been happy. Their lips felt meant for each other, and the way her whole body reacted to that long session of frenzied lip-locking told her that the rest of her agreed with what her mouth was feeling right then.
She was breathing really hard when he drew back finally, and she couldn’t hide the vulnerability from her face as she looked into his smoldering green eyes. She wanted him like life itself but she wasn’t all that experienced and she wanted him to get as much pleasure from this as she knew she would.
Cane’s face was just a mask of carnal, masculine intent that should have frightened her in its savagery but it only made her cunt twitch and squish even more.
“You’re so perfect, and you’re mine,” he rasped, suddenly looking dazed. “I’m going to keep reminding myself of that and try to hold back from rampaging through this like you’re going to slip out of my grasp by morning light. You won’t will you, baby? You’ll stay with me?”
“Yes…forever. Just like I promised,” Alexandra told him breathlessly, her full heart cracking and bursting at the same time.
Her fervent reply made him groan deeply, his arms almost crushing in the powerful hold they had around her body. With rapid steps, he walked her over to the bed, depositing her on the exquisitely soft sheets with her legs still wrapped tightly around his lean waist.
About…fucking…time, Alexandra thought as her back hit the giving mattress. Finally; her and Cane, in bed. Together. The sensation of having Cane’s marvelous body atop hers was almost worth the many months and days of waiting for this moment to arrive.
More scorching kisses followed, and now his hands began to roam her body with an almost famished possessiveness. Hungry to touch him too, Alexandra skimmed her fingers over his hair, throat, chest and back. He groaned deeply at the way she caressed him, and she felt happy her touch excited him the way his did her.
And the way he virtually ripped her clothes off her body…Alexandra totally forgot to utter a word of protest that her pretty white designer wear was getting shredded. The man wanted her naked, and being in a horny state of mush herself, she wasn’t about to put up any resistance.
Some things in life were worth waiting for and being made love to by Cane was definitely one of them. Even in his feral passion, he showed his giving, tender side. Even when he’d got her bare-ass naked and was nibbling and sucking his way all over her exposed flesh, he still made her feel like she was made of delicate candy floss.
He spread her body beneath him on the sheets and gazed down at her till she felt warm from her head to her toe nails. Even without the words, she knew what he thought about her body but it felt good to hear him say them out loud in a voice so husky she barely recognized it.
“You’re so beautiful and sexy, Alexandra. More than any woman I’ve been with, ever. Your whole body is like a treasure-hunt roadmap…leading to all kinds of beautiful gems. Diamonds…,” he kissed both nipples one after the other, making her gasp, “…And pearls,” he added, his hand sliding down her belly to strum her swollen, beady clit.
Alexandra’s spine arched off the bed, her inner thighs quivering helplessly. Holy cow. His touch was amazing. There was an instant swelling in her folds as blood rushed into her labia even as it gushed with pleasure juice. She leaned up on her elbows and stared down in dazed arousal at his tanned hand, his skin tone several shades more light colored than hers, disappear between her thighs. Instinctively, she locked her knees on him, squirming as she felt him stroke her slit from the top edge to the bottom. He shook his head and tut-tutted.
“Open them wide for me, kitten. I want to look at all of you,” was Cane’s husky command.
Body trembling with mounting passion, Alexandra plucked up her courage and spread apart her knees, submitting herself to the dangerously exciting skill of her lover’s touch. God; she prayed Cane wouldn’t kill her because she was already fitting to pass out from the indescribable bliss of his fingers massaging the sensitive outer layers of her sex.
His gaze shifted down to the bared little crevice between her parted thighs and her chest heaved at the sight of his eyes going black with lust and awe.
“You know what I’m reminded of when I look at this beautiful pussy?” he asked softly, glancing up at her and smiling wolfishly at her warmed cheeks. His lewd words made her shy and horny at the same time. Hearing Cane talk like that was such a turn on, she was sure she was dripping down to the sheets.