Page 25 of The Single Dads Club
“You turned all pink on me. What’s going on?”
Oh, dear God. “I was just ... remembering last night.”
Did I just say that out loud?
I can’t believe I just admitted that.
He moves closer and takes my wine, setting it on the coffee table in front of us. “Come here, baby,” he murmurs, his voice soft.
It does things to me. This big, strong man being sweet, so soft and tender ...so perfect.
Don’t, Ryleigh. I try to remind myself to guard my heart, but I fail miserably.
As I move closer to Alexei on the couch, he tilts my jaw and steals a sweet kiss, pressing his full mouth to mine.
“Missed you,” he murmurs.
He shouldn’t say things like that to me. We hardly know each other.Right?But there’s no denying that raising a baby together for the past week has accelerated things between the two of us. He may just know me better than anyone ...
Don’t think, Ry.
And I don’t.
I let Alexei kiss me until I’m writhing against him, making tiny, need-filled sounds.
When he suggests, “Let’s go to my bedroom,” all I can do is nod.
Thank you, yes. Praise the Lord.
Warm from the wine, I let Alexei tug me up from the couch. He guides me down the hall, his large hands on my hips the whole way.
When we enter his bedroom, it’s dark and smells like him, and my knees immediately go weak. I swear I’m like one of Pavlov’s dogs as I start salivating, thinking about taking him in my mouth again.
We stop in front of the bed, facing each other. The moment is quiet and intense and filled with such promise. His eyes are smoldering on mine, that’s the only way to describe it and my insides tighten.
“Take this off.” I lift Alexei’s shirt and press my hands flat against his abs, thinking I’ll never get used to how defined and firm they are.It’s a six-pack of heaven.
He chuckles. “Yes, ma’am.”
His shirt drops at our feet, and dear Lord, he’s so sexy. All those hours spent lifting weights have paid off. Sculpted muscles over broad shoulders, a trim waist, and a body that makes that covetedV, which makes my gaze travel south of its own accord.Pure perfection.It’s almost too much for me.
Well, almost ... but not quite.
“I couldn’t stop thinking about you today,” he admits.
That makes two of us.
Before I have a chance to respond, he tugs my tank top off over my head, and then pulls my leggings down my legs, along with my panties, and soon I’m completely bare.
My heart pumps faster.
“Your turn,” I murmur, reaching to unbuckle Alexei’s belt.
He watches me with that amused expression I’ve come to love.
When his pants and boxers are pushed down and then off, I can’t help but drop to my knees. And trust me, I’m not an oral sex kind of girl. I’m ahimkind of girl, and his perfect cock begs to be licked and sucked.
“Baby,” Alexei says, as if to stop me, his hand on my jaw.
