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Chapter Sixteen
Catriona
I come home to find Alex busily cooking dinner. He seems more relaxed than I've seen him in quite a while, and he even hums while he works. As much as I love his new attitude, I can't help wondering what inspired it. Alex can be hard to pin down. Even after almost two years of living with him, I often feel like I'll never fully understand him.
"Welcome home," he says with a grin. "Dinner will be served in ten minutes."
I set down my rucksack and kick off my shoes. "Whatever you're cooking smells wonderful. What are we celebrating?"
"Nothing. Do I need a reason to treat you to a homemade meal?"
"We eat at home most of the time, but you don't go all out for an average dinner."
"I love to spoil you, darling. You know that."
Aye, Alex does enjoy doing that. I love letting him do it.
We share a wonderful meal, then relax on the sofa to watch television for a while. "Just until our food settles," he says. I know we will make love tonight. I can see that twinkle in his eyes, the one that means he wants a feast of sex too. We haven't had a poke in almost a week, and I've wondered why. The answer doesn't matter anymore. Alex is here with me, and he's his old self again. That's all I need to know.
Alex shuts off the television and leads me into the bedroom, then strips the covers off the bed. He sits down at the foot and leans back to rest his elbows on the mattress. "Strip for me, love. Please. Go slowly so I can relish every moment."
I unzip my jeans and push them down over my hips, taking my time and letting them fall to my ankles. Then I kick them away and unhook the buttons on my blouse one by one.
Alex is breathing harder now, and I can see the bulge growing inside his trousers.
Freeing the last button, I slide my hand inside my blouse and slowly push it off one shoulder, then the other. The shirt flutters to the floor.
"You are so beautiful," he says, his voice a husky murmur. "I love your body, Cat. It's a work of art."
I remove my socks next. While I reach behind me to unhook my bra, Alex licks his lips and tracks every movement I make. Since he wanted me to take my time, I release every tiny clasp slowly, pausing between each one and rolling my hips too because I love the way his gaze is glued to my body. By the time I slide the bra off my shoulders and toss it away, Alex is rubbing his cock through his jeans.
The hunger on his face makes my sex throb.
I slide a finger inside the waistband of my knickers.
Alex leaps off the bed and rushes toward me, yanking my knickers off with a single rough jerk of his fingers. The fabric rips apart. He snatches the ruined underwear off my body and flings it aside. Then he sweeps me up in his arms and drops me onto the bed.
While I bounce, laughter bubbles out of me. "I love it when ye get so randy ye cannae wait another second."
He tears off his clothes faster than I've ever seen him do that before. "Your striptease drove me mad. You are the sexiest woman on the face of the earth."
I glance at his erection and cannae help licking my lips. "I want to taste you tonight, Alex."
"All right. But don't make me come."
"I won't. Need you inside me right after this."
I rise to my knees and wave a hand in a come-hither gesture. He approaches the bed, halting right in front of me. I waddle closer, then rest my erse on the mattress with my legs hanging over the edge. His cock hovers right in front of my face, its sleek length curving upward slightly and the glistening tip now a rosy red. I clasp the base of his erection and slide my lips over his crown, taking him all the way into my mouth. The flavor and feel of his skin on my tongue makes me moan. I place my free hand on his inner thigh and begin massaging my way up toward hisbagaisuntil I can palm his sac.
Alex groans deeply.
Giving his sac a swift tug, I shift my hand down to his thigh and resume massaging his flesh. All the while, I lick and suck his hard length, devouring him while soft grunting noises emerge from my throat. Cannae help it. I always love tasting Alex and driving him barmy with the need to come. When I glance up at him, he has his eyes half-closed and wears an expression of pure pleasure.
I pull my mouth away from hisslat. "Mm, Alex, I could you feast on you for hours. You taste so good, and you have the most beautiful cock in the world."
"You're full of rubbish," he says, his voice strained. "But I like it."
Taking him into my mouth again, I begin pumping his length with one hand while I work him with my mouth too. I watch his expression as it morphs from sheer pleasure to a sort of pain that I know means he will come soon.
