Complications(15)

She gasped, her back arching off the bed as his fingers slipped through her folds. The pleasure was intense and so right.

His weight suddenly left her and before she knew it, he was tugging her shorts down her legs, dropping them to join her top on the floor.

There was something very erotic about being naked with a completely clothed man. She felt naughty as he gazed down at her body from the foot of her bed. He didn’t say anything, but the blazing heat in his eyes told her everything she needed to know. Apparently, she could read him just as well as he could read her.

He grasped her ankles and tugged her down to the edge of the bed. “Spread your legs wide for me, darling.”

Christ. Olivia felt as though she would orgasm just listening to him.

She obeyed his command as he dropped to his knees in front of her. Not even a second passed before she felt his lips brush across her sex. She arched her back at the sensation but a gasp was torn from her when his tongue followed, plunging mercilessly into her depths.

An anguished groan came from Alex. “Delicious, baby,” he murmured, almost to himself. Olivia needed to see his eyes so she propped herself up on her elbows to get a better view. She didn’t care if her stomach pooched out a bit more in the process. The sight of his head between her legs was the most erotic thing she had ever seen and she’d be damned if she didn’t take full advantage of the view. His eyes burned into hers as he watched her. He took his mouth away briefly, her body clenching at the loss, to ask teasingly, “Like to watch?”

“Yes,” she nodded without hesitation. “I want to see. Everything.” If possible, his eyes became more intense and he immediately returned to his task, driving her crazy with desire in the process. But his eyes never left her face. And when his tongue lapped at the hardened bud of her clit, she wanted to give him something to look at. Still on her elbows, she stretched her wrists until she found the diamond tips of her nipples. She played with them, rolling and flicking them around with her fingers until she felt zaps of pleasure run down the length of her body.

If she thought Alex’s eyes were heated before, then they turned positively scorching at her actions. He groaned, his lapping becoming more wild and uncontrolled until Olivia was gasping at his intensity. She was right on the edge now. “Alex, stop! I’m right there,” she begged him, her head lolling from side to side. She stopped playing with her nipples in fear that it was the little push that would send her flying over the edge.

Olivia jerked in surprise and moaned when Alex slapped her bottom hard enough to sting. “Keep playing with those beautiful tits, Olivia. And don’t you dare stop until I make you come,” he roughly ordered, his voice guttural. And then he returned to her clit with a renewed fervor.

Oh my God, she thought, her body blazing with pleasure and heat, clenching hard at his words. But she obeyed him, her fingers returning to roll her nipples.

She groaned low the moment she felt her orgasm start. It built up slowly, her muscles clenching up in anticipation. And then the dam burst.

She screamed as it hit her hard, driving her the lift her hips, riding Alex’s tongue to seek her pleasure. Every part of her body exploded in pleasure and it wouldn’t stop. She came for what seemed like hours and she vaguely registered that Alex was still working between her thighs, heightening her pleasure.

When she came down, she was covered with a thin sheen of sweat and gasping, trying to catch her breath. She jerked when Alex lapped at her opening, the lasting zings of pleasure shooting down her body. “Alex,” she whined.

His head lifted and he smirked. It was thoroughly arrogant and sexy as hell. But he was entitled to that look since he just gave her the best orgasm of her life. “Did that feel good, darling?”



“What do you think? I think my toes even came,” Olivia said, her voice husky. Alex couldn’t help but feel smug as he gazed at her sated expression and flushed body. But the taste of her on his tongue and his massive hard-on reminded him of his priorities so he rose off the floor, his fingers coming up to unbutton his shirt.

Olivia gazed at him with her clear blue eyes, biting her lip as she watched him undress. Alex took in her nakedness and he felt his cock pulse in anticipation.

Olivia was fuller than most of the women he had dated in the past. Even though she had a flat stomach, her hips, thighs, and breasts were deliciously generous. She was all soft curves and pure woman. A woman who looked like she could handle the way he liked to fuck, hard and rough.

And when she came…Christ.

When she came, he almost spilled in his pants watching. And the last time he had done that he had been a young teenager. Her head had been tossed back, all that long silky hair brushing the sheets enticingly. Her fingers had still been toying with her nipples at his command and she rode Alex’s face like the greedy woman he said she was. It was fucking hot and it blew his mind. And he knew right then that this woman had the ability to bring him to his knees. This woman had the ability to make him beg for her, without a doubt.