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“I’ve missed you too,” I gasped as my thigh made contact with her warm, wet core.
Hard and swollen, her clit rubbed deliciously against me, sending several threads of electric heat shooting to where I was already beginning to come undone. So long had I imagined this moment, so much repressed desire that had nowhere to go except my dreams… When she slid two fingers inside me, my walls clenched immediately. Holding on, savoring the feel of her there.
“I love the way you feel around me.” Alex thrust into me, her pace matching the rocking of her hips that she positioned behind her hand. “I love the way you feel when you come.”
Those last words were like a divine incantation aimed straight at my core, eliciting a maddening throb along my clit. I grew even more slick and Alex’s fingers slid in and out of me with ease, pausing every so often to curl up and tease me.
A throaty moan fluttered out of my slightly parted lips, breath ragged from need.
Every time we were together, I believed there was no way I could want her more. That there was no possible way anyone could want another person more than I wanted her. Then the next time would happen.
I clung to Alex, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her back as I moved my hips with hers. I couldn’t say it because my words were all gone, but I hoped my body would tell her: Don’t stop. Ever perceptive to my needs, she didn’t. Alex fucked me with a steady rhythm, her own climax building as she rocked against my thigh.
Quick, hot pants blistered my neck as the strangled, shaky words fell from her mouth, “I’m so in love with you.”
I pulled back just as she lifted her head and our eyes locked, blazing with the intensity of what we felt for each other.
“I’m in love with you too, Alex. So much.”
Then Alex dipped her head again, curling her arm under my shoulders so that she could press tightly against me. Our bodies came together in blissful union, rocking urgently under the weight of the wave that threatened to rip through us both.
It kept building and I closed my arms around her and held her close, trailing wet kisses along her shoulder.
“Come with me, baby,” she breathed heavily.
It was like her choked up voice had grown fingers that worked to pull at the threads of desire twisted up in my core. Thread by thread, Alex brought me to the brink of unraveling, while she neared the edge of oblivion herself.
My climax crashed violently over me just as she shuddered and quaked, a mangled cry of ecstasy tearing from her throat. Instinctively, my legs closed, clamping Alex in place as I rode out my orgasm with her.
Lost in a blur of heated touches, soft moans, and whispered declarations of love, I felt we were finally where we were meant to be.
48. The Devon Effect
Alex
Daysawayfromeasilyone of the biggest moments in my life, and I couldn’t get a grip.
“Seriously, Alex?” I muttered to myself, shaking out both my hands before attempting to pull up Devon’s number again.
I’d almost dropped my phone on the first try, and the time after that had me dialing Daryl, my plumber, instead. My finger hovered over Devon’s name on the screen and I couldn’t hold back the wide smile that spread across my face. It was the one I usually wore when I thought of her, but today of all days, it meant something more.
She had no idea how much she’d helped this passion project of mine come to life. Now, with only a few hours to go before the official opening of the orphanage, she was the person I most wanted to share it with. Despite myself, my nerves about the event flowed over into being nervous about the call. It was last minute, with barely three days’ warning. What if Devon was booked?
We’d only officially been dating for two weeks and agreed that we’d give each other time to focus on our own stuff instead of getting wrapped up in each other. What if she took the late invitation as me expecting her to drop her plans for mine? Or worse, that she was nothing more than an afterthought?
My phone leapt from my hands at the same time I cried out in alarm, butterfingers juggling the device in mid-air to keep it from dropping. The shrill ringing split my eardrums. By the time I’d tamed my phone and answered the unexpected call, I was slightly out of breath.
“Is this a bad time?” Devon’s voice was a welcome melody in my ear.
I let out a long breath with my subdued laugh. “Couldn’t be more perfect. I was just about to call you, in fact.”
“Ah, well, in that case, what’s cookin’ good lookin’?” Her soft chuckle made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. She was most adorable when she laughed at her own lame jokes.
“You know, just building empires and changing the world, one blueprint at a time. The usual.”
This time she laughed out loud, the sound of her delight tinkling through the line. “Of course, I should’ve guessed. So, what can I do for the mighty empress today?”
“Aren’t you the one who called me?” I asked, enjoying the warm feeling in my stomach. I got it whenever she was close, and even though she wasn’t, it felt like it.
