Page 280 of The Perfect Spiral
In the bathroom, I strip down and carefully put on the lingerie, making sure not to snag any of the delicate threads. I attach the stockings to my panties, admiring the way the grey silk and lace look against my skin. I fluff up my hair and open the door, finding him lying on the bed, his hands behind his head, staring at his feet.
“Close your eyes,” I tell him, my voice dripping with seduction. I’m going to have so much fun with this. I’ve never done anything like this before, but he makes me feel so confident.
“You’re killing me here, babe,” he groans, but obediently closes his eyes. I can’t help but smile at his obedience. I close the bathroom door behind me and lock the bedroom door.
I make my way back to the foot of the bed, slipping on a pair of black heels to accentuate my curves. I stand there for a moment, drinking in the sight of his bare body sprawled out on my bed. Those briefs need to go. Soon.
“Open,” I command, and he does immediately, his gaze raking over my body.
He pushes himself up onto his elbows, his voice a low growl. “Fuck, Alex.” I stand there, letting him take me in, my hands onmy hips, feeling more confident than ever. His eyes darken with desire as he slowly sits up.
“No, no, stay where you are,” I tell him, pointing a finger at him. I bite my lip, making my way over to the bed. I climb onto it slowly, like a lioness stalking her prey.
His eyes darken further as I get closer, and once I’m straddling his hips, I let him touch me. His hands roam over my hips, waist, and ass, gripping me tightly.
“I need to get you more lingerie, baby doll. You look fucking incredible right now,” he murmurs, his gaze lingering on my breasts. His hands reach up to touch them, to squeeze them.
His breathing grows heavier with each passing moment. He can feel my desire for him, my need for him. The feel of his skin against mine sends a shiver down my spine.
“I’ll buy them, that way I can surprise you. Babe.”
His eyes snap up to meet mine, a smirk playing on his lips. “Did you just call me babe?” he asks, amusement lacing his voice.
“I did, babe,” I reply, leaning down to nip at his lip. I flip my hair to the side in a teasing manner.
He takes my ass in his hands, squeezing it once more before I lean in to kiss him. It’s a light, teasing kiss, and his hands roam down my thighs, rubbing them softly.
I start to kiss his neck, sucking and biting at his skin, making him feel what I’m feeling. I want him. All of him.
I reach across him to the drawer, pulling out a few condoms.
He looks surprised. “How long do you plan on going for, baby doll?” he chuckles, looking up at me.
I lean into his ear and whisper, “As long as I can’t take it anymore, Knox.” I kiss the lower part of his ear, making his head fall back onto the pillow with a moan.
He pulls me closer, and I can feel his desire for me.
“What are you doing to me, Alex. Fuck!” he groans, sounding almost pained. His reaction makes me smile, and I continue to kiss his neck, letting him grab my hips and push me against his hardness.
Damn, he feels so good. I trail my lips down his chest, moving lower and lower until I reach his waistband.
I look up at him, watching me, and I lick his V line, making him rest his hand on the back of my head with a moan.
Pushing my hair to one side, I whisper up to him, “These need to go,” sliding his briefs off his hips and down his muscular legs.
I let them fall to the floor. He’s hard and as big as I remember. I bite my lip, excited for what’s to come. He’s mine. All mine.
“Alex...” he whispers, looking down at me. I smirk up at him, wrapping my hand around his length. As I stroke him, he relaxes, his head falling back onto the pillow.
This is my moment to give him the same pleasure he’s given me. To make him feel so good he won’t ever want to leave.
As I take him into my mouth, I hear him hiss with pleasure. I move my mouth in rhythm with my hand, letting my tongue tease his sensitive tip.
“Fuck!” He grabs a handful of my hair, guiding me to move faster. His moans of pleasure make me smirk, and I increase my pace, sucking harder, making it tighter for him.
I love the sounds he’s making.
I continue to build his pleasure, and from the look in his eyes, I know he’s close. I maintain my rhythm, meeting his gaze as he releases in my mouth, filling my throat. I swallow every bit of him.
