“You know I do,” I huff.
Without a word, Alex slams back into me, earning a loud gasp to pass my lips. My fingernails dig into the wooden windowsill, leaving permanent marks as he roughly drives into me. It has to be so quiet outside that you’d think the women in the courtyard would hear the cries that are leaving me, but when I look down to where they are talking, no one is staring back up at me.
Alex continues his punishing movements, going so hard that now, no sounds leave me. I’m completely silent, eyes filling with tears as he hits deeper and deeper. I squeeze my eyes shut, tears rolling down my cheeks from the immense pleasure, and I watch as they fall to the floor.
A hand wraps around my throat, and I’m being yanked up to his chest while he continues to fuck me. My head falls back onto his shoulder, and Alex takes the opportunity to lick my tears.
“You’re so pretty like this.” He grunts, burying himself even deeper. “When my cock is too much for you to handle, and you can’t help but cry.”
“Alex—” I whine in a plea.
His other hand reaches around my body, fingers circling my clit to magnify the pleasure. “Come for me, Celine.”
On command, like a damn dog, I hit my orgasm, and my body shakes against his.
“That’s it,” he whispers against my temple, still pounding into me while I keep coming. “That’s my girl.” Alex’s thrusts get lazy, and he stills, finding his own release. “Fuckkkk.”
His breathing is heavy, and the hold he had on my neck slackens, giving me more air to breathe. Although getting that air and trying to calm my breathing only lasts a moment before Alex whips me around, picks me up, and sets me on the dresser. He spreads my legs and kneels before me.
“What are you doing?” I ask, breathlessly.
“I want a taste.” He licks his lips like a man starved, staring at where he was just buried.
“You just came inside of me,” I remind him, even though it literally just happened.
His eyes flick up to mine. “And?”
I don’t get to respond because his tongue glides up from my entrance to my clit, where he attaches and groans. He sucks harshly, causing my back to arch and my hand to meet the wall over my shoulder.
My other hand dives into his hair, where I tug at the strands, getting another throaty sound from him. Alex moves down, shoving his tongue inside me, his thumb massaging my sensitive spot. At the taste of us, his eyes roll into the back of his head.
“Oh my—” I sob, the sensation is becoming too much. My legs tighten around his head, but that doesn’t seem to bother him, and he seems happy at the possibility of suffocation.
I, on the other hand, don’t want to see him pass out. I do my best to loosen my legs. He comes up for a breather, but only for a second before he licks up his cum that is dripping out of me.
“We taste so good together.” He goes in again, trying to get as much of our arousal as he can before he stands up and attacks my mouth.
His tongue immediately dives into him, allowing me to understand what had him going crazy. I moan at the mixture of us, and just when I want more, he pulls away.
“Don’t we?”
With a nod and lick of my lips, I agree. “Yes.”
“We taste like we were made for each other,” he says, eyes dropping to where he is rubbing his tip through the arousal. He slowly enters me, my hands flying to his shoulders.
“I’m too sensitive.”
His head tilts to the side. “After one time? I thought you could go longer than that?”
“Well, if your cock wasn’t so massive, maybe I could.” He pushes another inch into me.
“I appreciate the compliment.” He grins. “But I’m showing you that I can last all night, so you’re going to come all over my cock again,” Alex inserts another inch, “and again,” he bottoms out in me, letting out a shaky breath. “And then you’re going to come on my fingers and in my mouth.” He slowly pulls out. “I’m going to use every inch of this room to claim you until we are both thoroughly fucked and can’t go anymore.”
I inhale a sharp breath as he slams into me.
“Do you understand?” He grips my chin, pulling my face to his.
“Yes,” I respond in a whisper.