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Chapter 29
Alison was so breathless and lightheaded with arousal from the passionate kisses she was exchanging with Troy and the way their hands roamed over each other’s bodies by the time they stumbled through her front door she could barely even stay on her feet.
As she slammed the door shut and turned the deadbolt behind them, Troy pulled back for just a moment, a wry smile on his face. “Before things go too far, we should probably just make sure there’s nothing in the oven,” he quipped.
She gave a hoarse chuckle but didn’t even have the presence of mind to come up with a witty comeback. She just whipped off her blouse and tossed it aside, jumping up into Troy’s arms and wrapping her legs around him as she pressed her mouth hungrily against his.
He thrust his tongue into her waiting mouth, and she pushed back with her own, their kisses a frantic dance. Heat was building in her core like a furnace, and it was drifting outward from that central part of her to set her entire body on fire, from the top of her head down to the very tips of her fingers and toes. There wasn’t one cell in her body that didn’t burn for Troy.
She knew what she had to do. The minute the idea popped into her mind, in the form of a fully-fleshed out picture like a still from a porn video, she knew it was a must.
As quickly as she could, she disentangled herself from Troy’s arms and planted her feet firmly back on the ground. The instant she was standing solidly again, she dropped right down to her knees so that her face was perfectly even with Troy’s bulging package.
With nimble fingers, she went to work unfastening his pants. She had a goal now, and she’d work as quickly as she could to achieve it. She wanted to free his cock and give him the best blow job of his life.
She was hungry, all right, and it wasn’t for ice cream, or chocolate syrup, or even the whipped cream Troy had made such a sexy little joke about back in the lobby. She was hungry for him, and she was going to make sure her craving did not go unfulfilled tonight.
He groaned as she finally got his pants unfastened and pushed down to his knees. She took his thick, hard cock in her hands, handling it lovingly, her fingers stroking over it gently as she moved her head back and forth, studying it from all angles, strategizing her plan of attack.
First, she reached out with her tongue and swirled it around the head of his dick. She felt it jump against her mouth, his skin twitching under her hands. She liked having that kind of power. It flowed through her with a satisfying whoosh. She was going to do whatever it took to keep giving him this kind of pleasure, and not just for his sake. She got a powerful rush out of it as well.
Her lips curved around the shape of his member, sliding down his shaft. She made sure to maintain a tight suction as she moved, wanting to imbue as much pleasure as possible into the moment.
When she’d finally reached the base of his shaft, she paused there, applying gentle suction in waves. She let the rhythm build, making the level of intensity higher each time she sucked him in, toward the back of her throat.
His hands clasped the back of her head, using pressure that was gentle but definite. His fingers knotted in her silky hair, and she loved that interplay—the roughness of his fisted grasp against the elegant, glossy sheen of her dark hair.
When she sensed he couldn’t take the teasing any longer, she moved her head up and down, never letting the powerful ring of suction she’d built with her lips break for one instant. With each stroke up and down his ever-hardening cock, she felt pressure building inside her, as well.
She understood this was a different dynamic than she’d ever experienced before. Well, with one exception—the last time she and Troy were together.
This wasn’t just about a frantic, passionate coming together of two bodies with the aim of taking and giving as much pleasure as possible. Of course, between her and Troy, there was that element as well. But it was so much more than that. It was about each one of them getting pleasure from the simple act of giving to the other one. About the very fact of the other person feeling pleasure giving waves of that divine feeling to them, too.
It was like a symbiosis, and she’d certainly never felt something that deep before.
As much as she loved it, it also kind of scared her. Because, the truth was in life, that sometimes having something wonderful just meant that you had that much more to lose. And that feeling was scary as hell.
She determined to put all of that out of her mind, though, and just enjoy what she was experiencing here with Troy. Whether it was the pure pleasure of him working her body the way that only he seemed to know how to, or the secondary pleasure like the kind she was experiencing right now—the kind of satisfaction that flowed through her knowing that she was absolutely blowing his mind—it didn’t matter. She was just going to enjoy it, take it into herself and hold it as a precious memory for the rest of her life.
She slid her fingers up his torso, getting wetter and wetter with each curve and ridge of his six-pack her hands traversed. God, his body was so gorgeous. She didn’t know if he spent hours in the gym, or if it was just the remnants of his athlete’s physique honed by years of doing physical labor. Whatever it was, it was working for him, because he was hot as fucking hell.
When she could sense that he was almost ready to burst, she ignored all of the instincts in her telling her to send him over the edge and let him come in her mouth, swallowing every drop he gave her. As erotic as that prospect was, she knew she didn’t want the encounter to end like that. She needed to feel him inside her again. That was the only thing that would fill the gnawing void that had begun growing in her belly the instant they’d started kissing.
She tore her mouth away from his dick and stood, tearing off his clothes with trembling fingers. “I want us to get naked as quick as we can,” she gasped. “And then let’s get a condom on you. I want you to do me right here. Up against the wall.”
He groaned and his eyes closed for one second. Clearly, what she’d said had been almost too hot for his brain to process. But then, he snapped his eyes open and sprang into action, reaching out for her and sliding his hands around her back, and unsnapping her bra and whipping it off.
They tore at each other like wild animals for a few long minutes until they both stood there, staring at each other’s naked bodies and drawing in long and ragged breaths as they did so.
Alison let her eyes wander ravenously over his gorgeous physique, feasting equally hungrily on his broad shoulders, ripped abs, and thick cock, which stood at attention in front of his body like a vertical flagpole.
It looked so mouthwateringly good, as a matter of fact, that it was all she could do not to drop to her knees and start devouring it again. The only thing that kept her from doing that was the aching between her legs, which she knew could only be satisfied by having that part of him that she was so hungry for penetrate her over and over again.
Her eyes flew up to meet his. “Where are your condoms?”
He smiled wickedly. “A woman who gets right to the point. I love it.”
Usually, she loved his teasing banter. Right now, it felt like salt in a raw wound. “Dammit, tell me where they are. I need you. Right now.”
His face darkened at her words, lust taking over, and without another word or any further hesitation, he grabbed his pants from where they’d been discarded, pulled his wallet out of the back pocket, and dug out a condom. He held it up triumphantly for one quick second, but then took the wrapper between his teeth and ripped it open.
Alison didn’t have any patience beyond that. She reached out and grabbed the unpackaged condom from his hand and rolled it quickly and efficiently out over his hard dick.
She then looked up into his face, giving him a wicked smile of her own to match the one that his mouth had sported just a moment ago, and then jumped up into his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist.
“I think it’s time to find the nearest wall, stud.”
