Page 128 of Sinful Kingdom


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If I weren’t on the brink of my first Alex-induced orgasm, I’d tease him for the size of his ego. But I’m too far gone.

Just as he promised, he sends me crashing into three mind-blowing releases before he sits up and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Up you go,” he mutters with his hands clamped around my hips, flipping me over and dragging me onto my hands and knees. “Ready?” he asks, but before I get a chance to respond, his palm collides with my arse, making me moan like a whore.

“Fucking perfect,” he groans, lining himself up at my entrance.

My core aches to feel him inside me, my muscles clenching around nothing.

“Please,” I whimper. “I need you.”

“Fucking love it when you beg for me.”

“Please, Alex. Fuck me. I need— yes,” I cry out when he caves to his desire and thrusts forward.”

The growl of pleasure that rips from his throat is almost enough to send me head first into another release.

Releasing one of my hips, he slides his hand up my spine and grabs my ponytail, tugging my head back and making my back arch.

“Yes,” I cry as he hits me impossibly deep.

His pace increases until he’s fucking me like a savage.

The sounds of our skin slapping and our combined groans and cries of pleasure fill the room until he fucks me into my next release.

“One more,” Alex grunts, releasing my hair in favour of my neck.

His fingers tighten on my throat in warning before he lifts me until my back is against his chest.

Wrapping my fingers around his forearm, I hold tight as he continues to rut into me.

His other hand slips from my hip in favour of my clit.

I cry out when his fingers collide with my sensitive skin.

“Fuck, I’m not going to last,” he says into the sweaty skin of my neck.

Reaching back, I thread my fingers through his hair.

“I’m right there. I’m right—” He pinches my clit and I fall. He follows me with an animalistic roar only a few seconds later.

We crash to the bed, still locked together in a heap of sweaty limbs.

“Think you’ll sleep through the flight now?” he whispers breathlessly in my ear.

“How long is it?”

“Dunno, about seven hours I think.”

“Can Seb and Stella go that long without fucking?” I ask seriously.

“Nope. Last time they did a long haul, Nico organised a private jet and they basically spent the whole way there molesting each other.”

“In front of you?”

“Of course. They have zero shame. And Nico and Bri got the bedroom. I was too fucking miserable over leaving you to care. I just put my AirPods in and drowned them out.”

“Aw, my poor baby,” I coo.

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