Vicious Cycle(73)

Pausing, she glanced up at me. “That’s not the magic word.”

With a growl, I reluctantly said, “Please.”

She answered my fucking plea by taking me deep inside her mouth. “Christ,” I grunted, arching my hips up. Her lips worked over my length while she pumped me in her hand. She started swirling and spinning her tongue around me while I was still in her mouth. Biting down hard on my lip, I willed myself not to blow my load like a teenage kid. For a seemingly good girl, Alex sure knew how to give head.

Grabbing her by the shoulders, I urged her up. Reluctantly, she let my cock fall free of her fucking divine mouth. I kept pulling her until she straddled me. A grunt of both pleasure and frustration filled me when my cock slipped and slid through her wetness. “Wait,” I croaked. I flipped her onto her back and then climbed over to reach in the nightstand for a condom. After I slid it on, I glanced down at her to see her staring almost shyly up at me.

I had never made myself feel this vulnerable with a woman before. But for reasons I didn’t understand, I felt safe being open with Alex. She accepted me for who and what I was, which wasn’t easy. She loved my daughter like she was her own flesh and blood. She loved my mother and brothers just like they were her family, too.

In that moment, I knew what I needed to say. She deserved to hear it. I wasn’t just taking advantage of the fact we were about to fuck … or have sex … or make love. It went much deeper than that. As I positioned myself between her legs, I once again met her gaze. “I need to tell you something.”

Alex’s brows furrowed in concern as she nibbled on her bottom lip. “What is it?”

“I …” Why in the hell couldn’t I say the words? Oh, fuck it. “I love you, Alex.”

Her dark eyes widened. “I love you, too. With all my heart.”

With the weight of the words between us, I slammed into her. We both gasped. I withdrew and then pushed inside again. I soon found an almost punishing rhythm. Just as she began to build to climax again, I rolled over on my back, still buried inside her. Gripping Alex’s hips, I raised her up. Slowly, she slid down on me, inch by inch. When she had taken all of me, she flattened her palms on my chest. Then she began to ride me.

As her tits bounced with her movements, my hands reached up to grab them, rolling and pinching the nipples between my fingers. I was rewarded with a deep moan. Rising, I brought my mouth to them. When I sucked them hard, grazing them with my teeth, Alex jerked her hands through my hair. “Deacon,” she murmured.

Gripping her waist, I raised my hips, thrusting into her with a pounding rhythm. She cried out as she came around me, milking my dick with her inner walls. I couldn’t hold on, and I followed close behind her. She collapsed onto my chest, burying her face in my neck. Once we had finished coming down, I stroked her back with my fingers. We remained joined, her warm breath on my neck.

“Babe?” I questioned.

“Mmm,” she murmured.

“You okay?”

Raising her head, she smiled down at me with a thoroughly fucked look on her face. “Oh, I’m more than okay.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Her finger tapped against my chest. “Do you want to sleep now?”

“No. That’s not what I had in mind.”

“It isn’t?” From her tone, I could tell she was fucking with me.

“Just as soon as I’ve recovered, I plan on putting you on your knees and taking you from behind.”

“That sounds nice, I guess.”

I cocked my brows at her. “Nice?”

With a shrug, she replied, “Yeah, you know, you’ve done doggy style once, you’ve done it a million times.”

“Oh, that’s it. You’re in trouble now.” She gave a shriek when I rolled her onto her back. We came apart as I began to tickle her sides, making her giggle to the point where she lost her breath.

“No … Deacon,” she pleaded.

“Say you’re sorry.”

“Sorry,” came her panted reply.

“Say ‘no man will ever fuck me like you do, Deacon,’” I commanded.

Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath to repeat such a long sentence. “No man will ever fuck me like you do, Deacon.”

With a grin, I said, “Damn straight. And that’s because I’m a fucking sex god.”

She shook her head. “No. It’s because you love me.”

My amusement faded slightly at her words. “You think just because you bring up love that I’ll go easy on you, huh?”

“I hope you don’t.”

Sliding the condom off my dick, I tossed it in the trash can beside the bed. “You don’t, huh?”