Page 61 of Off The Rush
“You’re stunning,” he breathes, his fingers tracing the curve of my waist before reaching for the button of my jeans. I lift my hips slightly, allowing him to slide them down my legs and toss them aside. He quickly strips off his shirt.
Alec’s lips find mine again, and I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. The sensation of his bare chest pressed against mine is intoxicating, making my heart race and my body ache for more.
“Emma,” he whispers, his voice husky and full of need. “Can I…?”
“Please,” I beg, my breath hitching as he slowly lowers his hand between my legs. His fingers tease along the edge of my panties, sending delicious shivers through my core.
“Tell me what you want,” Alec murmurs, his lips brushing against mine.
“Touch me,” I gasp, unable to contain the desire that courses through my veins. “Make me feel good, Alec.”
“Your wish is my command,” he smirks, slipping his hand beneath my panties and finding my most sensitive spot. I moan as he begins to stroke me gently, his touch expert and deliberate.
“Does that feel good?” he asks, his voice thick with lust.
“Y-yes,” I stutter, my hips bucking against his hand. “Don’t stop.”
“Never,” Alec promises, kissing me deeply as he continues to pleasure me. His fingers work magic on my body, driving me closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.
He thrusts two fingers into my slick heat, pumping until I can hardly breathe. How can he find my G-spot so quickly? I’ve never been with someone so competent.
I fall over the edge and moan loudly as I come all over his fingers.
“Emma,” he groans, his free hand gripping my thigh tightly. “I want you so badly.”
“Then take me,” I whisper, my eyes locked on his. “Show me how much you want me, Alec.”
“I think I have a condom, let me grab it.”
“Actually, I’m on the pill and I’m clean…” I avoid eye contact.
Alec grips my chin and makes me look at him. “I’m clean too. Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. I trust you, Alec.”
“God, yes,” he breathes, quickly removing the last of our clothing and positioning himself between my legs. I can feel his desire for me, hot and hard against my entrance, and it only fuels my own need for him.
It feels like we are in our own world under this blanket.
“Ready?” he asks, his eyes searching mine for any sign of hesitation.
“More than ready,” I assure him, wrapping my legs around his waist and drawing him closer. With a slow, steady push, Alec enters me, filling me in a way that makes me gasp for air.
“Emma…” he pants, his blue staring into mine. “You feel incredible.”
“Keep going,” I urge, my nails digging into his shoulders as he begins to move within me. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body, building and growing until I’m teetering on the edge of release.
Alec lifts my hips so his cock hits me at the perfect angle. Every single thrust hits my G-spot until I’m panting beneath him.
Fuck, he feels incredible.
“Baby girl, this pussy was made for me. I don’t know how long I can last,” Alec warns, his breath ragged and uneven.
“I’m going to come,” I admit, my vision blurring as the pleasure threatens to consume me.
Alec speeds up but keeps his angle the same until I feel myself tightening around him.
“Fucking hell, you’re strangling me.”
