17

HE KICKED THE DOOR closed behind them and lowered her to her feet. Alexa was powerless to resist as he slowly started to undress her, although if she was completely honest with herself, she would have to admit to wanting him just as badly as he seemed to want her.

“You have been driving me crazy all damn night.” Dawson’s voice was low, but she could hear the passion in it. He moved slowly, walking around behind her and lowering the zipper at the back of her dress inch by tantalizing inch.

Alexa couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious, even in her tipsy state. For the first time, he was going to see her naked, and even though they’d had sex in the limousine, the light there had been dim. Now, she didn’t have the cover of darkness to hide her embarrassment. Dawson seemed to instinctively know how she was feeling and he was quick to reassure her as her dress fell in a puddle around her ankles, and she stood there in her new lingerie.

“You are absolutely exquisite.” She really was a vision of loveliness in front of him, and he couldn’t believe how lucky he was that she’d agreed to come away with him.

He reached forward and pulled her into his arms, removing the pins from her hair as his lips met hers in a kiss that was more tender than passionate and wringing a moan from her at the contact. He pulled her even closer into him, and she moaned again as she felt the thickness of the erection that was fighting to break free from the confines of its tuxedo-pants prison.

Dawson moved his mouth from hers and kissed his way to the tender spot just beneath her ear, making her tremble and sigh in response. She loved the way he kissed her, but she wanted so much more, including seeing him naked. Her hands reached for his tuxedo jacket, pushing it from his shoulders and letting it fall unheeded to the floor before turning her attention to the buttons of his shirt. It quickly followed the same fate as the jacket, and her nimble fingers turned their attention to his pants, undoing the button and zipper, and pushing them down over his hips along with his underwear.

Dear God, he is magnificent, she thought to herself, as she stepped back and looked him up and down. In her mind, he was absolutely perfect and the broadness of his muscular chest and arms perfectly matched his powerful thighs. The only thing more impressive than his physique was the cock that stood proudly to attention under her greedy gaze. It seemed to be getting harder still as he watched her inspecting him.

“I want to touch you. I want to taste you.”

Her words were almost his and with a growl he lunged forward and swung her back up into his arms, carrying her to his bedroom and the king size bed that awaited them. He’d told himself that he was going to go slow with her this time and make sure that he met all of her needs, but in all honesty, he wasn’t sure how much more control he was going to be able to maintain, especially when she said things like that to him.

He laid her gently down on top of the bed and removed her bra and panties before laying down beside her. Her hand started to move down his body, but he placed his own on top of it to stop her movements.

“Dawson, I said that I wanted to touch you.” Her voice was a sexy whine that almost sent him over the edge.

“I know what you said, but if you touch me now it’s going to be game over.” He leaned down to give her a kiss. “Roll on your side for me, baby.” She looked confused, but did what he asked anyway, rolling on her side and facing away from him. She felt him move in close behind her, the warmth of his body only rivaled by the heat of his shaft as it brushed against her buttocks. He trailed a hand from the back of her shoulder, down the side of her rib cage and over her hip before he moved it around to the cheek of her ass where he kneaded the flesh gently.

Alexa trembled as he maneuvered between her legs, his fingers skimming across her own heated moistness and making her gasp in reaction. Her whole body felt alive in a way that she’d never experienced before; her puckered nipples and aching breasts cried out for the attention he was lavishing on the lower part of her body. She trembled again as he unerringly circled her clit with one of his fingertips, and then she cried out as he slid his finger inside her.

He maneuvered his other arm beneath her and wrapped it around her waist, holding her tightly as he rolled over onto his back and pulled her onto him so that she was looking up at the ceiling. He started to move his finger inside her, twisting his hand so that he could stroke her clit with his thumb at the same time. Cupping her breast with his free hand, he started to tease her nipple, and Alexa’s body tightened and tensed up as she felt her climax already building inside her.

Dawson gently bit the lobe of her ear and then spoke softly to her. “Just relax and let it happen, sweetheart.”

Even as her mind argued with him, her body followed his instructions, and her first rippling orgasm of the night floated through her body as she called out his name and bucked on top of him, fervently wishing that she could feel him inside her.

He moaned against her ear as he felt her wetness against his hand. “That felt so good. Cum for me again.”

She was helpless to deny him as he slid a second finger into her, scissoring them and rubbing across the top of her g-spot as the palm of his hand pressed down onto her swollen clit. She cried out again and clamped one of her hands over the top of her mouth. She started to thrash against him as he held her firmly in place. “Please, Dawson! I need to feel you inside me. Please!”

He laughed softly against her ear. “I thought you said you want to touch and taste me?” He couldn’t help teasing her, but she found strength from somewhere and pulled herself away from him, turning to face him and smiling down at him with an intent expression on her beautiful face.

“I did, didn’t I?” She scooted backwards down the bed and settled herself between his legs, looking down at his hard shaft with a lustful gleam in her eyes. She tentatively reached forward

and wrapped her small hand around his girth, wondering how he could be so hard and yet feel like velvet in her palm.

She’d never tasted a man before, but she wasn’t going to let that stop her, and she licked her lips greedily before leaning down and touching her tongue to his tip. The taste of him was a heady sensation – basic, delicious and pure sex. Dawson’s hands found their way to her head, tangling in her long hair as he fought the urge to pull her head down onto him.

Alexa lapped at his knob, testing him out as she tasted him and letting her tongue slide across his slit. She heard his breath speed up and felt his grip get tighter in her hair, and she relished the power she seemed to have over him right now. “Do you like that?”

“Oh shit. You have absolutely no idea just how much I like that.” His voice was hoarse with longing, and once again he had to fight the urge to pull her face down onto his cock. His body arched up off the bed as she began to flick her tongue quickly back and forth over his tip.

Fucking hell! If she carries on like this, I’m going to cum within minutes, he thought.

She loved the taste of him. The thought of tasting a man had always revolted her in the past, but now she understood, and she couldn’t get enough of him. She held his shaft toward her mouth with one hand, and with the other, she cupped his balls and gently massaged them. As he groaned again, she opened her mouth wide and sank it down onto him, taking as much of him in her mouth as she possibly could and loving the taste of his leaking pre-cum on her tongue. Because of her inexperience and his size, she could only manage to suck halfway down his length, so she tightened her hand around him and moved it in time with her lips.

Dawson felt as though he had died and gone to heaven. He didn’t think that he had ever felt anything more pleasurable in his entire life, and he never wanted it to end. Without conscious thought, he began to move his hips in time with her movements, his climax drawing ever closer with each passing minute until he came to his senses and jerked her away. “As much as I’m loving this, you’re going to make me cum way too fast. Besides, it’s my turn to give you pleasure now.”

Alexa just had time to give a moan of disappointment before he expertly flipped her over onto her stomach and took hold of her hips, pulling them upwards and backwards so that her ass was in the air and the top half of her body was on the bed. She felt his long legs straddle her, holding her own together as he dipped his hips and she felt the head of his cock press against her opening. She held her breath as he used his hand to guide his way into her, and then he was splitting her in two as his hands gripped her hips and he slid into her, going impossibly deep.

“Take hold of the headboard.” She followed his command and he started to thrust in and out of her. There was nothing tender or gentle about it this time – just pure animalistic need. Alexa was overwhelmed with the sensations that were coursing through her body, and as Dawson fucked her from behind, she met every thrust with one of her own, pushing back onto him as they both grunted and groaned in pleasure.

When Alexa’s orgasm hit, it took complete control over her. Her pussy ached, throbbing sweetly with her climax as Dawson increased the tempo and slammed into her so hard that the breath was knocked out of her body. She clung to the headboard and screamed into the back of her hand as waves of pleasure so intense that they left her incapable of rational thought cascaded through her.

Then, with a sound that could only be described as a roar, Dawson came too, pumping streams of hot, molten liquid deep inside her and triggering another trembling climax from her ravaged body. Her pussy milked him, clenching and pulsating around him as they both gasped for breath. Their bodies shook in the aftermath of what had been the most intense pleasure either of them had ever experienced, both on a mental and physical level.

She could hardly breathe, but she didn’t care. Dawson was still wrapped around her, his arms holding her tightly even as he softened inside her. If she had thought that she was frigid before, he had proven otherwise, and she reveled in the knowledge. He groaned and reluctantly pulled out of her, rolling over and pulling her with him to nestle her in the crook of his arm with her head on his chest.

They were both completely exhausted, and even though Alexa tried her hardest to stay awake, her eyelids were just too heavy. They fluttered closed as she started to drift off to sleep. She wasn’t sure if she was dreaming, but just before she lapsed into slumber, she thought she heard him say something.

“My idea of heaven would be to spend all night, every night here with you like this.”