Page 47 of Tempt My Heart

She moaned around him in response and he thrust forward until she gagged, but she let him in deeper as he rocked his hips.

"Look at you," he groaned and she raised her eyes to his as she swallowed him down. "You're taking it so well, Ali."

She backed up, paying close attention to his sensitive tip, before letting him thrust all the way back into her mouth. His pace sped up as he started to come undone, hands tightening in her hair and her name a prayer on his breath until he pulsed against her tongue and she felt his come hitting her throat.

She swallowed and licked his head for good measure before standing up and wiping her mouth.

His eyes were dazed when they opened and she laughed when he swayed. "That was... Thank you."

"It was a long time coming." She smirked and he pulled her close, pressing a kiss to her mouth and then her forehead.

"I'm going to need a little time to recover," he said and then her eyes widened, feasting on him eagerly as he lifted his tee over his head, revealing the cut of his abs and the broad shoulders she'd clung to while she'd rode his face in the department store. "But luckily my tongue and my fingers work just fine."

He reached for her top and made a noise of approval when he saw she was bare beneath it, before tugging down her pajama bottoms and smoothing a hand over her ass.

"Very lucky," she said with a smirk and opened eagerly for him when his lips teased hers, but he was just as desperate for her as she was for him and it felt good to be on equal footing.

"Bed, now." The deep rumble of his voice against her skin made her thighs squeeze together before she obeyed. The covers were plain white and the bed big enough that she could only just about touch each side with her fingertips when she spread out like a starfish. He chuckled watching her and tutted when she moved to bring her arms and legs back together.

"No, no, I was enjoying the view."

His body pressed hers down into the bed and the warmth from his skin made her arch against him appreciatively while he kissed down her neck, to the sensitive spot beneath her chin, and over her breasts.

He rolled one nipple between his fingers and watched her reaction keenly, learning what she enjoyed, how much pressure to apply to make her writhe for him.

The damp marks of his lips on her skin cooled in the air as he passed over her stomach and licked his way up her inner thighs with long kisses that had her eager for more.

One finger pushed between her legs as he stroked her clit and crooked his finger at her entrance. "So wet for me already, Ali."

The finger teasing her slid into her pussy knuckle deep and he didn't move until she begged him, pushing her hips down on his hand and grinding desperately for some friction.

"More," she gasped and he obeyed, adding a second finger to the first and then leaning down to kneel between her legs.

She recognised the hunger on his face—it was how she'd felt when she’d finally tasted him. She smirked. "Matching up to your own fantasies?"

"Surpassing them," he said, bringing his mouth to the wetness gathering for him, "easily."

Her hips rose from the bed as he teased her with his tongue, running the tip along the edge of her clit until high, breathy sounds escaped from her lips and he grinned with smug satisfaction.

He pressed her legs wider, and the expression on his face made her feel like a particularly adored work of art—one he wouldn't ever tire of admiring. "Gorgeous," he said, leaning back to appreciate her sprawled on his bed before him. "I could do this all day," he mumbled against her skin as he resumed fucking her with his fingers and tongue.

He'd found exactly the right pressure and when his tongue flicked over her clit before he sucked on it mercilessly, she felt herself shatter as she cried out for him.

"I love the way you say my name," he panted as he propped himself up. "I think it's my favorite sound in the whole world. Especially when you scream it the way you did just then."

She couldn't reply, too busy trying to return to earth as her heartbeat slowed, only to pick up again a moment later when he teased one finger through her wetness.

“Can you take more, Ali? Because I desperately want to watch as my cock fills that pretty pussy. I want to feel you tighten around me, feel your heat on my cock when you come."

Suddenly, she was wide awake. "Yes."

"You want that, Alison?" he said as he curled one finger inside her and she gasped. "Tell me how much."

"I want you," she groaned as he worked two more fingers inside of her, sliding in easily after he'd made her come the first time. "Now. Fuck me, Christopher."

The sound of his name proved to be his undoing as he cursed, pressing forward so he was lined up against her and shuddering as his head slicked through her come.

He paused. "Er, I realize this is bad timing, but... protection?"

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