Page 170 of Collide
“Elena,” he rasps, voice thick with sleep and heat.
“Can I play?” I whisper, my voice trembling.
“I’m yours.”
It’s all the permission I need.
I tug the waistband of his briefs down, freeing him, greedy and eager to drown myself in something real and hot and now. Alex gasps, the sound sharp in the dark.
With the flat of my tongue, I drag a slow lick along the entire length of his shaft. His cock throbs against me, growing harder with every wet, hungry pull of my mouth. Between strokes, I pull back just enough to murmur, “Alex… touch me.”
I grab his hand and press it between my thighs.
“Now.”
He lets out a low, amused laugh. “Bossy little thing,” he says, his voice thick with approval.
His hand trails up my thigh, painstakingly slow, fingers slipping beneath the silk of my negligee. He hooks my panties with two fingers, pulling them down and tossing them somewhere into the dark.
Then he strokes the inside of my leg, slow at first, then firmer, the rough pads of his fingertips skating higher, closer, like he can feel how badly I need it, how close I am to unraveling already.
“Now, Alex…please,” I whimper, the words barely audible, muffled around the head of his cock as I suck him slow and greedy.
Alex groans, hips twitching under me, his hand curling tighter around my thigh.
“Fuck, Elena,” he breathes.
He tugs lightly, urging me up, pulling me toward him.
“Come here,” he says, voice rough and lazy and full of heat. “Sit on my face.”
My whole body jolts.
“What?” I gasp, mouth still full of him. “How…”
“Like this,” he growls, grabbing my hips.
In one swift motion, I’m propped on his chest, thighs straddling his shoulders, my crotch and ass mere inches from his mouth.
I gasp, heart slamming against my ribs.
Panic flickers—what if I suffocate him, what if…?
But Alex just grips my hips tighter, steady, sure, grounding me.
“You’re already so wet,” he groans, voice rough with desire. He plants a kiss on me. “I want you gushing all over my tongue—drown me in it.” He peppers kisses along my inner thigh before pulling back just enough to murmur, “Now, be a good girl and fuck my face.”
Heat flashes through me, so fierce it borders on pain.
He eases me down, his mouth finding me like he’s been starving for it. He licks the lips of my pussy so slowly it makes me sob,finally, lapping up my wetness before tapping my clit with the tip of his tongue. A sharp, wicked flick that makes my thighs tremble.
Ineedthis.
Then he drags his tongue from my center all the way to my ass. Slowly, he swirls his tongue and licks.
Oh. My. God.
This wasn’t in the manual.
