Page 88 of Alec’s Dream

Macy’s hands abruptly went into Alec’s hair, and with a savage yank that made his dick weep in excitement, she pulled him closer, her lips going to his ear.

“I want your cock inside of me. Now, Alec, I need you.”

Every muscle in his body locked tight as he strained not to come. His sweet, shy Macy’s whispered words were hands down the sexiest fucking thing he’d ever heard.

Alec got his jeans undone and pulled apart just enough to get his cock free, donned the condom and notched the head of his cock at her opening and stilled.

“Scoot yourself to the edge.” With one hand wrapped around his pulsing shaft keeping himself lined up and the other one on her hip, he waited for Macy to move forward, and as she did, she took more of his cock. “Want your mouth, baby.”

“Take your shirt off first,” she demanded. “I want to feel you.”

Alec pulled the tee over his head and tossed it. There was no missing the appreciation in Macy’s gaze as her eyes roamed over his chest. Finally going lower, she paused, taking in their connection.

As much as Alec wished they were in a bed, the washing machine was the perfect height.

“Watch,” he ordered as he slowly fed her more of his dick. “So fucking sexy watching your pussy take me.” Alec pulled back and groaned. “Fuck, Macy, my cock coming out coated in your cream is enough to make me come. Just seeing your excitement is enough. You wanna watch some more?”

“Yeah.”

Alec set a slow leisurely pace even as the need to pound into her clawed its way to the surface. He tamped it down and gave her what she wanted giving in to the sheer wonderment of being inside of her. He felt the rightness of their connection on the left side of his chest as it burned deep, branding him, marking him. Even if she didn’t know it, Macy owned every part of him.

His hands dug into her hips as both of them watched, transfixed on her pussy swallowing his cock, over and over until he couldn’t take it, his orgasm simmering close to boiling over.

“Need more, Macy,” he grunted.

“Take whatever you need, Alec.”

The deep inhale meant to calm his racing thoughts only spurred Alec on.

“Christ, you smell good. Can’t wait to lay you down, eat your pussy until you scream.”

Her center flooded, and with each thrust, liquid leaked down his thighs. Goddamn, she was perfect.

“Gonna fuck you now, baby.”

Macy nodded but he cupped her jaw, holding her still, forcing her to keep his eyes.

“If I’m too rough, you tell me.”

She tried to nod again, but with Alec holding her hostage, she was compelled to answer, “I will.”

“Now kiss me.”

Macy’s mouth touched his and he drove deep, the force of his thrust pushing her back onto the washer.

“Hold on to me,” Alec demanded and her legs tightened around his waist, her hands went to his back, and her nails raked down to his ass and he grunted his pleasure. “Yeah, baby, just like that.”

Alec let go, allowing himself to take everything he needed. He pounded in harder, faster. Macy took it, her tongue dueled with his until her pussy spasmed, and she moaned into his mouth. Two more thrusts and Macy’s inner muscles tightened impossibly and clutched his cock, sucking his orgasm free and he was spilling into the condom. Dizzy with pleasure, he slowed the kiss, giving her lazy swipes of his tongue until he pulled away and kissed the corner of her mouth, her cheek, down to her jaw, then let his face fall into the crook of her neck, needing a minute to recover.

Macy hummed her satisfaction and slid her palms up his back. As good as her hands felt on him, and they felt damn good, he needed to deal with the condom.

Alec lifted his head and braced for any reaction he’d see on her face, hoping there wouldn’t be regret or remorse because he sure as shit didn’t feel either of those.

For the first time in a very long time, everything felt right—he felt alive. Like he could take a full breath and nothing pressed on his chest.

What he had not prepared for was her beautiful, open smile. Which he gladly returned.

“You good, baby?”