Page 53 of Pick Six
“Does that feel good, Saint?”
“Like torture…” she whispers.
“You want more?”
“Yes… please.”
I tease her with the tip of my tongue, barely stroking her clit with it and she raises her hips chasing more. Her fingers threading through my hair as she tries not to slide off the edge.
“More. Please… Alex.”
I suck on her clit, humming softly when I do it and her fingers run through my hair, little gasps coming from her as she tries to get air in her lungs. I pull back and she whimpers loudly at the loss.
“Alex… please don’t stop. Just a little more.”
Her pleading has me dying to hear what she sounds like when she comes like this. But I want her to take control. Her to show me how much she wants me because I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful than this, her desperate under my touch.
“Yeah? You want more? Take it. Use me how you need me then.”
She hesitates and I hear the tiny exhale. My eyes flick up to meet hers, and she’s giving me a wary look.
“Be good and fuck my tongue, Saint.”
Her hands tighten in my hair then and she pulls me closer as she rocks her hips up to meet my face, and I slide my tongue over her while she rides it. Her pace picks up and becomes more desperate as her heavy breathing echoes in the room. She writhes against me and pants my name one last time, her fingers going almost painfully tight in my hair. A moan comes from her, one she mutes by biting her lip as her eyes go to the door, remembering where we are. I get a few more desperate rolls of her hips before her body goes slack and her fingers slip from my hair.
I kiss my way down her thighs as I listen to her breathing return to normal. Mine hasn’t. I don’t know if it ever will because every step down this path has me wanting more from her. Every time I think if I can just havethisI can be sated, but it just makes me want all of her.
When I look up her eyes are closed and I can tell reality is starting to sink in for her, and as I’ve learned now, that’s quickly followed by her overanalyzing. So I stand and pull her up with me, pulling her close and pressing my lips to the side of her jaw.
“That was the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life, Saint. I don’t think I’ve ever been this fucking hard. Kills me how beautiful you are when you come apart like that.” I pull her against me because I need her to know what she does to me. How much she fucking controls me even if she doesn’t know it yet.
“That was better than the dream. Definitely the best I’ve ever had,” she whispers before she kisses me. The words burn through me like wildfire, making me want to show her how I can give her the best of everything. If she’d just let me.
Her hand slides down over the front of my pants, and she palms me. Her eyes wide like she can’t believe the effect she has on me before a sweet smile touches her lips as she looks up at me.
“I want to do the same for you,” she whispers and smiles before she places a rough kiss against my lips.
I want her. Fuck do I want her. But we’re running out of time before we’re interrupted, and I want all the time in the world when it comes to her.
“I want that too, but we don’t have that kind of time on your hall pass right now. You’ll have to decide if you want to give me another one in the future.”
“But—” she starts to argue but I kiss her again and tuck her panties into her hand.
“But you better put these on and prepare yourself. Because you fired the first shots in a war earlier tonight and now, we gotta go back in.” I grin as she takes them from me.
She grimaces. “Well mentioning your father definitely kills the mood.”
“Good. I’d be worried if it didn’t.”
“I mean you did get some of your looks from him. He’s just a raging asshole.”
“And I’m not?”
“You’re two different kinds,” she says as she slides her panties back up her legs. “He’s the kind I want to punch in the face, and you’re the kind who—” She stops and grins, her eyes flashing up to mine playfully. “Well, we know what your face is good for now.”
A choked laugh comes out of me before I bend down to kiss her because holy fuck if this girl didn’t have me by the balls before, she does now.
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