Dangerous Temptations(31)

"Yes … god, yes … " I moaned, screamed, grunted. I couldn't think. I could only feel. And my body was feeling everything.

"Christ, Mac … you feel fucking amazing," he said against my ear. My hands  grabbed onto his ass, pushing him even deeper inside me as I scratched  my nails up and down his body. My legs clenched tighter together as he  continued driving into me. My pussy squeezed his cock as my body began  convulsing.

"God, I love it when you do that, Mac," he growled, nipping lightly  against the flesh of my ear. It sent a shiver down my body as I arched  my hips up to greet his eager thrusts.

"I'm marking you for all the other girls who try to get near you."

He slowed his rhythm, bringing his head to mine so our eyes were now  locked. "Sweetheart, if I had you, I'd have no reason to be with another  girl for the rest of my life."

I squinted, needing to make sure this guy was for real. I blushed before  responding, "You're just saying that … although you don't have to...I'm  already underneath you."

He laughed lightly, moving against me again. "I'm not, Mac. You really  are a sweet thing. So fucking gorgeous and perfect. I can't believe  another man hasn't claimed you yet."

I continued moaning and panting in response, unable to reply.

"C'mon, sweetheart. Let me hear you … tell me how good it feels."

"So good … yes!" I screamed. I couldn't really speak; the sensation was  too overwhelming. My body had taken over and it was about to come all  over him. For the third time.

"That a girl … " He pumped faster as I screamed his name, my body  tightening all around him. I dug my nails harder into his ass and back  as my toes curled in complete ecstasy. "God, you're so beautiful," he  said, thrusting once more, going deeper inside before he growled out my  name and released inside me.

My body felt relaxed. Too relaxed. My arms fell to the bed in surrender  as he pressed his mouth to me, slowly entwining his tongue with mine. I  felt him slowly move out of me and lay on his side next to me, rubbing  his fingers against my cheek soothingly.

"You're something else, Mac."

"What does that mean?" I turned and faced him, smiling.

"I'm not sure," he said, laughing to himself. "It means … I'm captivated. Completely."

"Well, don't get attached," I tried to respond seriously, but it came  out in giggles. I couldn't concentrate. My mind was going fuzzy, the  alcohol burning through me. He lowered his hand and grabbed my hip,  pulling me onto my stomach and half-way on top of him.

I wasn't sure how long we lay there, but soon, I heard my stomach  growling. I fell in and out of consciousness, but I never fully fell  asleep. "Would you like me to order you some food?" he asked, teasingly.  "Or can I talk you into something else?"         

     



 

He rolled me over on my back and climbed on top of me. "You're an animal  if you can go again … " I said in between his kisses. My body responded  to him immediately, arching up to feel him against me.

"I just was coming to kiss you … you're the one reaching for more," he  mocked. My hand moved down his body and gripped him in my palm. I hadn't  been able to feel him in between my fingers yet and I was begging to.  His skin was smooth and firm. I could feel him growing harder in my  hand, and I couldn't help but want more.

"I can't help it … you just feel so fucking good," I admitted. He brought  his lips back to mine, pushing his tongue in deeper as I sped up the  pace. I let him slide up and down in my hand as his mouth assaulted me.

I released a moan, my body burning for him to be back inside me again. I  didn't know what it was about him, but I couldn't get enough.

He broke the kiss and when our eyes met, he demanded, "Roll over."

I did as he said, rolling to my stomach so my ass was facing him.  Normally, I'd feel self-conscious, but between the alcohol and  adrenaline rush, I only felt desire.

"Good god," I heard him growl. "That ass is fucking perfect." He dipped  his head down, slowly and torturously kissing the length of my spine.  "You taste incredible everywhere. Nothing will ever compare or satisfy  my craving now." I felt his lips curl up against my skin.

"Well, that's unfortunate," I chuckled, raising my hips up to meet him.

"Not even my favorite … "

He didn't finish … he bent down and bit my ass. I yelped in surprise but  found it more pleasurable than painful. He kissed over the bite and then  grabbed my hips, pushing my ass out even further.

"Don't move," he demanded. "This is perfect." He ran his hand down my  spine and over the curves of my cheeks. He bent down again and kissed  me, moaning and groaning as he devoured my skin.

I felt him position himself behind me as he teased my opening with the  tip of his cock. I pushed my ass out, needing him inside me. "Greedy,"  he taunted. I smiled as he continued moving it up and down my slit,  making me wetter and wetter. I was already wet, but now I could feel  myself dripping all over him.

"Alex … " I pleaded, trying to push myself down on him.

"Yes, sweetheart? Tell me what you want … " he probed.

"I want you … hard. I need it … you," I confessed. It was exhilarating  begging for it. I was willing to beg him for anything at this point. I  was craving it, aching desperately for him to fuck me.

He gently pushed inside but stopped before he was all the way in. He was  enjoying making me squirm, getting off on not getting me off. "Alex!" I  screamed. It felt like torture now.

"You keep screaming my name like that, sweetheart, I'll fuck you any way  you ask, baby." His voice was calm, but firm. It was rough and deep,  and drove me absolutely fucking crazy.

"Alex … ." I begged. "I'll do anything."

"I love a girl who begs for me, sweetheart. It's so fucking hot … you're  so fucking hot." He pushed inside finally, filling me completely just  the way I needed him to. It felt incredible how deep he was able to get  from behind me. He gripped my hips harder, digging his nails into my  skin as he moved faster, thrusting in and out as deep as he could.

"Yes! God, yes! Don't stop … " I rambled, moaning, and gripping the sheets  in between my fingers. He was using and abusing my body, but I'd begged  for it. I wanted it. I'd never experienced anything like it before.

"Let me hear you, Mac," he said, driving into me deeper. I could hear  the slaps of our bodies, the mixed arousals joining together as our  bodies collided over and over. It was the best fucking sound I'd ever  heard.

"I'm so close, Alex … god. Don't stop … harder. I'm almost there … " I  squeezed my eyes, arching my back out more as he drove into me and  slammed directly on my g-spot, making me scream his name out  immediately.

"Holy shit," I breathed out, barely able to contain myself. He was still  driving into me with full force, building my body up once again. "I  don't know how much more I can take … I-"         

     



 

With one final thrust, he came, pulling another orgasm from me with him.  We screamed and moaned together, riding out the intense explosion we  both had just experienced.

I collapsed on the bed just as he pulled out. My body was done. I couldn't take anymore.

I felt the bed dip and footsteps followed after. I had assumed this was  the part of the one-night stand where you go your separate ways. Or so I  figured.

I heard him return, and when I turned my head to look, he was in sweats holding a wet cloth.

"Turn around, sweetheart. You're going to be sore tomorrow." His  kindness threw me off. I hadn't expected him to take care of me  afterward. No guy has ever done that for me.

He carefully rubbed it between my legs, letting the warmth consume me as  he cleaned me up. It felt amazing and a cry almost escaped when he  pulled it away and tossed it aside.

"Thanks." I smiled, my eyes starting to get heavy.

He pulled the sheets back and I felt him get in next to me. He pressed  his chest against my back as he lay side by side with me. He wrapped his  arm around me and held me close to his heart.

That I hadn't expected.



Once the realization hit me-the chemistry, the spark that lived inside me this whole time without even knowing it-I knew.

I had to make a decision.





Chapter Eighteen



I wasn't going to make this decision lightly. I knew I needed to talk  this out with someone and that someone was Staci. I texted her that we  needed to meet up ASAP. Immediately after work Monday, I went over to  her apartment so we could talk in private.

"I need to tell William, right? Tell him, move out, and start over.  That's the only logical answer," I stated matter-of-factly as I sat on  her small couch, shoving Dorito's Spicy Nachos chips into my mouth.