Page 26 of Alex

I’ve never had a woman blatantly smell me before. It’s not like anyone has ever told me I stink, but no one has said they like my scent either.

I want Elise to like the way I smell. I want our scents to mingle to become one. I want her to smell like me, so guys like Peter know who she belongs to.

A possessive fire burns inside of me, but as much as I want her, Elise isn’t mine.

At least not yet.

Needing to hear her answer, I ask, “And do you like it?”

I don’t know why I care so much, but I want her to love it.

She stands on her tiptoes to get closer to my face before tilting her head down until her nose is almost touching my neck. It feels intimate, having her this close to me.

She whispers in my ear, “You smell good enough to eat.”

I swallow loudly as I bend down to open the car door for her.

She turns around and faces me, our bodies touch from our chests to our groins. Her blue eyes are cloudy, but she’s staring at me like I’m the greatest fucking guy in the world.

I help her get settled in the passenger seat and turn around to head to the driver’s side, but she wraps her fingers around my wrist and pulls me toward her.

Ducking my head to keep from slamming my head into the door frame, I look her over to make sure everything is alright.

Her lips crash into mine in a heated frenzy, and for a few moments, I give in and let her kiss me.

Her tongue darts into my mouth, tasting me like her life depends on it as her hands wrap around my neck.

I brace one hand on the center console and the other on the headrest to keep from falling as Elise continues to explore my mouth.

She tastes sweeter than honey. It’s intoxicating and addicting. Her fingers tread themselves into the hairs at the base of my neck.

I want to feel her as I taste her. Lifting my hand off the center console, I trail my fingers from her thigh to her stomach before stopping at her breast.

She arches her back and pushes her plump breast into my hand. I rub my finger over her nipple, enjoying the way it hardens for me.

A soft moan comes from her mouth, urging me to continue.

I kiss my way down her neck as my hand moves to her other nipple. When I suck on her pulse point, I gently pinch her nipple.

The moan that comes out of her mouth is both desperate and pleading. My cock tries to push past the confines of my clothing to get closer to Elise and those delectable sounds she’s making.

“My house?” I ask a second before my lips crash into hers.

Her fingers claw at the back of my shirt. She hastily pulls the fabric from my pants before slipping her hand up my back and pulling me closer to her. Her other hand grasps my erection through my pants.

Fuck.

I want her more than anything right now.

“Elise, you need to tell me if you want to go to your place alone or come with me to mine.”

She continues to stroke my cock through my pants, and my hips press closer to her. If she continues this, I’ll blow my load like a horny teenager.

Grabbing her hand, I lift it until it is over her head.

“Elise.” I say her name like a warning.

I don’t want to play games. If she wants me, then she’ll have me, but I won’t decide for her.

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