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“Who owns your cunt?” I demand.
She blinks up at me and licks her lips like a cat needing her milk. I hope she’s ready because she’s gonna get a lot of it.
“You do,” she states.
“That’s right.” I bring her head forward, shoving just the tip in her mouth. Her lips wrap around it, and she sucks.
“Jesus… fuck, just like that,” I growl, then shove my thick member in as far as she can take it.
She instantly gags, and I’m barely halfway in.
“Breathe through your nose and relax your throat,” I command her, moving her head back and forth.
She gags but does what I say, her saliva dripping down her chin and onto my hard balls.
“Fuck. I’m gonna come.” I jerk her lips off me and hold her head while I jack myself off. My hand slides up and down easily, hard and fast, as she watches.
“Open your mouth,” I grunt, feeling the ecstasy all the way to my toes as I let go, shooting my seed into her mouth and on her face, marking her as mine.
“Jesus Christ.” My hand tightens on my cock as I look down at her. My cum drips off her lips, neck, and cheeks, and for some fucked-up reason, my heart tightens.
Dangerous, this one is dangerous… I’ve never wanted anything like I want her.
“Let’s take a shower,” I say, locking that thought out of my head.
She’s forbidden.
It’s an adrenaline rush—that’s all this is.
ALEXANDREA
I smell coffee… and tapping. Is it raining? I’m so comfortable, so warm, and…
“You ever gonna wake up?” Brett’s voice makes my eyes bolt open. I thought I was dreaming.
“What time is it?” My voice trails off as my heart skips a beat. Somehow, Brett Powers is still in bed with me, shirtless and propped up with pillows behind his back, typing on his laptop in gray sweatpants and black-rimmed glasses.
Glasses.
Just kill me now because he’s so beautiful it almost hurts to breathe.
“Early.” He smiles and brings the mug of coffee to his lips, his dimple showing off before he takes a sip.
And I just stare like a creeper, not even sure I’m blinking since my eyes are watering.
I’m in over my head. Like I’m playing with fire, and I can only hope I get slightly burned and not completely singed when he deems this encounter is over.
Clearing my throat, I force my eyes to break away, to stop what I can only imagine looks like obvious adoration, and sit up, bringing the sheet with me. I look out the window at the waves gently rolling in.
“Your coffee is on your side.”
My eyes dart back to him, and I wonder how he got so lucky. He’s perfect. I can’t think of one thing I don’t like about him.
“What?”
He grins again and motions with his head. “Coffee.”
“Oh.” And here goes my face heating up as I straighten more. “Thank you.”God, Alex, can you at least try to act like you have a brain?
