Page 54 of Alphas with Hart


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“WhateverI want?”

“Christ, woman, I need to focus,” I grunt, cutting a glance in her direction. She laughs, the sweet sound filling the car as I speed toward the airport.

Twenty minutes later, we’ve got our tickets for the next flight to Hawaii. We have about thirty minutes until it’s time to board, and I know exactly how I want to use them.

My dick is rock hard and desperate to be inside her warmth. But my need is deeper, the ache greater than just needing to get off. I need to be inside of her, to be connected to her, to prove to her and myself that we’re still here despite the shit we’ve been through. I can’t fucking wait another second.

I look over my shoulder as we shuffle through the airport, then tug Keyera to the side when I spot a sign for a VIP lounge for some credit card bonus miles bullshit program. I just so happen to have a ton of credit cards under different aliases, one of which has access to this over-the-top lounge. I’ve never been more grateful as I swipe the damn thing through the box attached to the door, grunting when it clicks open.

Pulling a confused Keyera inside, I lock eyes with the one other person in the room. The old man startles and then darts his eyes between us. His lip curls up on one side, knowing exactly what we’re up to. He opens his mouth to say something, but I cut him off.

“Out!” I bark, not caring that I sound insane. He holds his hands out in surrender and scrambles out of his seat, grabbing his luggage and sprinting out the door.

“Locke, what was—"

My mouth covers hers, answering her question without words. I grip her hips and walk her backward, my lips never leaving hers.

We break apart when her back hits the wall next to the closed door. She tilts her head back, gulping down air. I take a moment to appreciate her delicate beauty before moving one of the chairs in front of the door, just in case we get any visitors.

“And just what do you think we’re going to be doing in here?” she says, eyeing me up and down with a sexy little smirk.

I step in front of her, growling softly as I ghost my nose and lips up her throat. “I’m going to be doingyou, sweet angel,” I murmur, nipping her skin.

Before Keyera can say anything, I grip her hips and spin her around so she’s facing the wall. I smooth my hands over her round, juicy ass, and wrap my fingers around her hips, pulling her back into me so she can feel how hard I am for her. Keyera gasps and leans into me. I groan and kiss up and down her neck while she grinds against me, teasing me, driving me fucking crazy with her lithe little body.

My hands slide underneath the hem of her shirt, spreading out over her soft stomach and then down to the waistband of her tight yoga pants. She moans and lifts one arm behind her head, her hand fisting my hair and drawing me closer to her, while her other hand rests on top of mine, guiding me down past the waistline of her panties.

I take the hint and stroke her soaking wet slit, gliding my fingers through her folds. I rub her clit and then thrust two fingers into her tight little opening. A warm wave of her cream pools in my hand, making me growl.

“Fuck, you’re my dirty fucking angel, aren’t you?”

“Yes…” she whimpers, rocking her hips.

"Jesus," I grunt. I withdraw my hand and peel her pants and panties halfway down her thighs before unzipping my pants and pulling myself out. "Hands in front of you, baby. Need to remind you who this pussy belongs to."

Keyera moans and braces herself for my thickness. I grip her hips and slowly slide into her, feeling every inch of her silky heat squeeze around my cock. I pause when I’m fully seated inside of her, taking a moment to be with her like this, buried in her dripping cunt, connected to her in the most intimate of ways. I nuzzle into her shoulder, pressing light kisses there and breathing her in.

Then I pull out and slam back into her, fucking the air out of her lungs with deep, steady strokes. I slide my hands underneath her shirt, gripping her tits and using them as leverage to thrust into her deeper, pull her closer, and grind against her harder.

Moans fall from her lips as I fill her up over and over. She pushes back against me, giving as good as she’s getting.

I continue kneading her breast with one hand, while sliding my other hand up her back, wrapping her long hair around my fist and yanking her head to the side. I crash my lips down on hers, prying her lips open for me so I can taste her while I fuck her.

She kisses me back with a wild frenzy that almost outmatches my own. I open my mouth wider, needing more, needing to somehow get deeper, taste more of her, consume her completely.

Keyera breaks our kiss, a jagged moan ripped from her core as she struggles to fill her lungs with oxygen. I feel her pussy tighten and flutter around me, letting me know she’s close. I back off, thrusting into her slowly, keeping her on the edge without pushing her over.

She whines and wiggles her ass, but I just laugh darkly and suck on her neck, leaving another mark on my woman.

“Locke, please…”

“Please what, angel? Tell me what you want.”

“I want you.”

“You have me, angel. All of me.”

“Prove it.”

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