Page 25 of To Love the Stars too Fondly

I grabbed my breasts with my hands, offering them forward. “I just wanna know what you’d do with them.”

Now Alex bridged the gap between us, her mouth caressing my ear. “Touch them. Love them.” I gasped as her teeth grazed my ear. “Get my strap and fuck them.”

Her hands skimmed up my bare waist. I shivered as she caressed the perimeter of my breasts, thumbs brushing just so against my pert nipples.

A faint whine escaped my throat. “Please get your strap and fuck my tits.”

I felt her smile against my cheek, her thumb making torturous circles against the tender buds. “Alas, I don’t keep my strap-on at work. Maybe after our date.”

Her hands engulfed my tits, the contentment on her face as she squeezed leaving me weak. I brought my arms up around her shoulder, then pressed our lips together, sloppily kissing her as she groped me.

I moaned as her tongue swiped against my lips, bidding them to part. Oh, I loved her hands, loved their calluses and the way they took their time. I hooked my thigh around hers, the slight pressure of her thigh against my crotch making me groan.

I could’ve eaten her alive and prayed to be consumed in turn. She left me hot, so hot, my body reeling as she pressed me against the door, as promised. I wanted her naked, but she remained frustratingly clothed, her sports bra keeping me from seeing the rest of her beautiful body. I imagined her breasts—God, it had been too long since I’d touched a pair of tits.

“Take off your clothes,” I managed to say, a growl more than human words.

But Alex made no move to obey, even shaking her head with a wicked chuckle. “This is about you.”

Damn her, but I was helpless when she began kissing down my neck. I was desperate to touch her, so instead I gripped her hair and dug my nails into her back, savoring her strong body.

Still, one errant thought lingered. Dammit, it lingered and managed to break through the fog. “Alex?”

She kissed up to my neck. “Princess?”

Maybe nothing mattered, and I should just let her touch me. But no. I’d gotten this far. “You said it’s been two years since you’ve had sex, right?”

“I haven’t lost my touch, have I?” Her teeth scraped my ear, leaving me shivering.

“A-Are you sure you want to do this here?”

She pulled back. Her hand left my breast, instead cupping my cheek. A dangerous vehemence filled her words. “I’ve wanted you for so long, Terra. I’ve been starving, and I finally get to eat.” Her lips twisted into a grin. “That’s not a bad idea actually. Take off your pants.”

I bit my lip beneath her gaze, my own illusion of control unraveling. “I’m not exactly fresh down there after all that boxing.”

“Even better.”

My blush burned as she slipped my shorts and underwear over my ass, one hand lingering to grope the firm flesh. “Your tits steal the show, but damn, you have a good ass.” Before I could make an appropriately smartass remark, her hand slipped around between my thighs, my anticipation spiking as she touched my slick lower lips. “You want me bad.”

“So bad,” I managed to breathe, biting back a cry as she teased my inner labia, my cunt twitching from want.

Her gaze was too profane for words. “How good is your balance?”

“I have no blood in my extremities at all, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Fair enough.”

I yelped when she lifted me—just hoisted me up from under my ass and set me on the counter like it was nothing.

With my back to the mirror, she spread my legs, visibly delighted at what she saw. I reached down myself and stroked against my clit, adoring how her pupils expanded at the gesture. “You know, I did this last night,” I admitted, shamelessly spread before her, “thinking about you.”

“Fuck,” she replied, drawing it out. “Tell me more about it.”

That was when she buried her face in my pussy. No warning. No warm-up. Just her lips kissing my labia and her tongue circling my entrance.

I bit back a startled, pleasured cry. “W-Well—” I gasped, the way she licked my tender folds utterly torturous and oh so perfect. “In my fantasy, you were fucking me with those beautiful, strong hands of yours. But tonight I’ll be thinking about this.”

She lifted her head, my own pleasure glistening from her lips and chin. Fuck, that was hot. “Oh, I will be too.”