Page 109 of Nauti Intentions (Nauti 4)

“I can’t stand this,” she whimpered. “I need you again. I need you fucking me. ”

“Not yet,” he groaned. “Let me taste you, baby. God, it’s like an addiction. You’re so damned sweet I want the taste of you in my mouth forever. Every second, Janey. ”

His tongue licked through the narrow cleft, lapped, moved to the opening, and plunged inside.

Janey shrieked out his name, her legs lifting until the tips of the black boots rested at his shoulders, opening her farther.

“Oh hell yes. ” His grin was wicked as he pulled back, his hands running up the thin leather of the boots.

“Fucking sexy legs. Stay just like that, baby. Just like that while I eat the sweetest pussy in the world. ”

His hands gripped her ankles, his lips lowered again, and he was devouring her. Licking and sucking until nothing mattered but his lips, the pleasure, the tormenting licks of his tongue and the need rising by the second.

Janey pushed her top over her breasts, pulled her bra over the swollen mounds, and heard his heated growl as her fingers began pulling on her nipples.

Oh yes, so good. She was so close. The additional sensations on the swollen tips added to the fire burning in her clit. She was arching, her juices spilling, begging with every cry for release.

His lips moved to the hard, tortured nub of her clit, surrounded it, and sucked it. His tongue rasped around it, and Janey felt herself unraveling from the inside out. Her fingers tightened on her nipples, a wail spilled from her lips, and she exploded in a shower of brilliant, blazing light.

As she exploded, the pleasure imploded as well. Alex thrust inside her, one hard, deep thrust that speared into the gripping, tightening tissue of her pussy and pushed her further.

Her upper body jerked up as he held her legs over his arms and gripped her hips, jerking her forward.

She gasped for breath, her eyes widening, her gaze dimming as he pounded inside her, pushed her higher,

even as the first orgasm continued to wash over her. Only to throw her into another—higher, harder, brighter.

His name was a breathless attempt at a scream as she felt the rocking, desperate pulses of release tearing through her. It was a plea, a tormented cry as she flew outside herself, surrounded in ecstasy.

She could feel him, burying himself in her one last time, his own release spurting inside her as his male shout filled the room.

“Fuck!” His head tipped back, the tendons sharply defined in his neck. “Janey. Ah God. Baby. ”

His hips bucked, and his seed spilled inside her, unprotected, blasting hard and heated into the depths of her body as he finally collapsed over her.

Janey found herself collapsed back over the desk, her arms lying weakly at her sides, her legs still held in the crook of his arms as his lips moved between her breasts, over the curve. He licked at a still-hard nipple and she jerked at the torturous pleasure of it. Every nerve ending in her body was hypersensitive; even breathing was an agony of sensation, of pleasure.

She was drowsy, exhausted, and ready to curl into bed with him. Unfortunately, her bed was a little destroyed. That meant getting up, cleaning up, and making the trip back to Alex’s house.

“I don’t wanna move,” she moaned as she felt him ease back slowly. “Don’t make me. ”

He chuckled. But he didn’t make her move. He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the couch before moving to the private bathroom.

She lay there, listening to water running. A second later he was kneeling by the couch, pressing her legs apart to clean her with a soft cloth.

He’d straightened his clothes, but his expression was still drowsy with sated lust, his movements slow and lazy. Tender. Gentle.

“I wrecked your pretty clothes,” he drawled, and looked way too proud of himself as he straightened her bra and shirt.

“The clothes are okay. ” She covered a yawn as she settled back against the cushions of the couch.

“You’ve exhausted me, Alex. ”

He reached up and touched her face gently. “If you don’t talk to Natches about the general manager position tomorrow, then I’m going to do it for you. ”

“Dammit, Alex, you’re messing with my wave here. ” She threw her arm over her eyes, blocking out the sight of his determined expression. “Leave me alone. ”

“This isn’t going to go on, Janey. ”

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