Ruined: Loving An Alpha Male(129)

I ravenously moved from one nipple to the other. I moved my tongue over each like an expert, biting slightly, knowing that’s what she liked. Feeling her back arch in response told me that I still could please her. She moaned my name, as I moved down further and kissed her stomach. I got to her shorts and pulled them off. I missed her so much as I looked her over. She was naked and beautiful, and I vowed make her mine again.

I descended between her legs, and I kissed her inner thigh. She started squirming, and my hands went to her hips—as I used to always do.

“Be still,” I told her.

As always, she didn’t listen.

I felt her grip the covers under her, and I reached up and took one of her hands and placed it in my hair. I then spread her folds and started to lick the luscious, glorious, and glistening lips in front of me.

She moaned my name as my tongue lapped her clit, and I tasted her cream. I moved lightly around and around her nub. Then I plunged my tongue inside her. She arched her back again and pulled the hell out of my hair. Oh, how I missed her.

I started to feel her legs tighten around my head. I used my shoulders to open her legs wider, making it easier for me to please her. I started to lick her sex over and over again. I plunged two fingers into her and went for her g-spot. She started moving her hips against my fingers and tongue.

She moaned my name louder, and I said, “Come on, baby. Don’t hold back from me. Let go, baby. Let me taste your sweetness.”

She arched her back again. Just as I knew she was coming, I started sucking her hard. She grabbed my hair with both hands and cried out. I didn’t stop my tongue as I circled her over and over again and made her climax again and again. She tried to crawl from me, but I didn’t let her move. I kept going, until I felt sweat form on her stomach and legs. She was breathing heavy, and I could tell her body was spent.

I stood up and removed my pants and boxers. She watched me under hooded eyes that were dripping with desire. Her sex smelled and tasted amazing, and I knew I wouldn’t last once I got in her. I crawled on top of her, and I felt her hands travel down my back. She spread her legs wide for me. As she reached my ass, she pulled me closer to let me know she didn’t want me to waste any time. I lined up and thrust inside her, hard and quick. She gasped and dug her nails in my ass. I groaned at how wet she was, and hell, how good it felt to be inside her. I moved instantly, looking at her from above her.

“Damn, you feel so fucking good. Open your eyes, baby, and look at me.”

She did, and for the first time in four years, I truly took my time and made love to the woman that has unmanned me in so many ways. I watched my dick move in and out of her and saw her juices on me.

“Damn, baby. I miss this. I miss you. We fit exactly, baby. You belong to me.”

“Yes,” she told me, not moving her eyes from mine.

I swear I almost came… Well, almost. I didn’t want to stop this connection we had. It felt too good. It was amazing and scary at the same time to know that this woman has such a profound effect on me. But I wasn’t ashamed. I needed her, and being with her made me realize how much she needed me.

I moved her legs against my waist to deepen my penetration, but it wasn’t enough. I then moved her legs over my shoulders, and as she backed away slowly, I finally got where I wanted to be. We grinded our bodies together, and I made sure to give her exactly what she wanted for as long as she could take it.

When I finally released, I realized I didn’t put a condom on. But she didn’t ask me to, either. I pulled her close to me and held her body half on mine with her face in my neck. We both were trying to catch our breath. When we finally calmed down, we both drifted off to sleep.

I awoke sometime later with Max still glued to me. I moved her arm from over my chest and tried to cover her up with the blanket I tossed on the floor a little bit ago to get us away from the huge wet spot our body juices had created.

I walked naked to my jacket and fished out my phone. I looked to see that my brother called and left me a few messages, as well as my father and Diane. It was 4 a.m., and I called my brother.

He answered on the third ring, saying simply, “Are you with her?”

“Yes,” I said, in a low voice not wanting to wake Max.

“How is she?” he asked.

I breathed out. “She’s not good, man. I’m going to stay here for the rest of the night, but I need a favor.”

I walked in her kitchen and looked through her refrigerator and cabinets.

“Of course… Anything.”

“I’m going to need to go shopping tomorrow. Can you or Marie come over for a little while? I don’t want her left alone.”