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He was right, but stay quiet? Was he aware how good he made her feel? But she didn’t want him to stop, so she bit down on her bottom lip and tried to battle the strong sensations he was thrusting upon her willing, eager body.
Alana cradled his head as he leaned in for another taste, but this time fiery jolts of electricity slashed from her nipple to her core. Enough. She tugged his shirt off and collapsed forward so her face was buried in his divine-smelling neck.
She spread her fingers wide as her hands glided over the smooth tanned skin of his torso and tangled in the thatch of dark hair covering his pecs. She kissed a path down his neck, the stubble scraping at her sensitive lips.
A strip of black hair ran from below his navel and disappeared into his boxers, which were tented with his ready erection. As if she had been jump-started, she flew into action.
She grabbed the condom and tore into it. Stefan, equally eager, shimmied his jeans and boxers lower down his hips, releasing his cock, which bobbed on his hard, grooved belly.
Alana licked her lips. She wanted to taste every inch of him. But the clock was ticking. And if she didn’t get him inside her soon, she’d burst from sexual frustration.
He grinned. “Later.” His voice was so low, he sounded like a stranger. In many ways, all the important ways, he was. But just like the first time, she wanted him anyway.
“Don’t worry.” He grinned. “I want to eat you, too.”
She couldn’t wait. She rolled the condom over the hard length of him, her movements hindered by the inferno burning her up from inside and his constant fondling of her breasts and rolling of her nipples between his fingers and thumbs.
And then she rose up over him, gripping him between her legs and angling him back towards her entrance. Stefan shuffled his hips under her and she braced one hand on his shoulder while between them they guided him inside.
She sank, stretched and filled to perfection so a cry escaped. Stefan covered her mouth with one hand, although the expression on his face—his bunched jaw, his flared nostrils, his hooded eyes—told her he, too, struggled to contain the intense bite of pleasure.
This was what she’d craved since she’d opened her door weeks ago and saw him standing there. His surrender to this flammable chemistry that rendered her helpless. She wasn’t alone—confirmation was etched into the harsh planes of his taut features.
With his hand still clamped over her mouth, Alana began to move, rocking back and forth on his lap. The angle rubbed her in the perfect spot and she picked up the pace, bouncing on his lap with renewed energy, delivering what they both craved.
Stefan settled back and gripped her hips, allowing her to dictate the angle and depth of penetration. But he didn’t lay idle for long. One hand cupped her breast, tweaking and pulling her nipple until lightning snaked across her belly. The other hand delved between their bodies until the pad of his thumb settled over her neglected clit, strumming and circling.
“Yes,” she half hissed, half whispered. No way could she stay completely silent, not when he lay sprawled beneath her looking sexier than any sight she’d ever seen. And not when he filled and stroked her with sublime perfection.
When he started thrusting up from below, each blow accompanied by a harsh grunt while his big hands held her hips firm to hit the same spot over and over again, she lost all strength in her upper body and collapsed forward. Her hands clasped his sweat-slicked chest and her hair formed partial curtains before her face.
“Damn, baby you’re tight. You clutch me just right.” He groaned.
She whimpered, his verbal encouragement, his deep thrusts and his thumb back on her clit working a unique brand of magic over her body.
She gasped, flinging her wild hair back over her shoulders, her neck arched.
“That’s it, honey, ride me.” He panted out, his gruff commands low but no less insistent. “I’m going to make you come so hard.”
With one last swipe of her clit and three rapid-fire thrusts of his hips, she climaxed, her whole body tense as she fluttered and clenched around him. Her cries bounced off the walls, but they were both past caring. Thankfully, Juliana slept on. He sat up, buried his face between her breasts and clutched her to him with breaking force as he convulsed and groaned out his own climax.
Alana swallowed past her dry throat, gripping his shoulders while the spasms petered out and her heart slowed. The sheen of cooling sweat stuck their clammy chests together.
Alana caught her breath at last. “Well, that was fun.” She buried her nose in his hair, stifling a giggle.
He kissed her breastbone, between her breasts. “Hell, yeah, it was.” She cracked up, taking him along with her.
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Stefan returned to Alana's bedroom from checking up on Juliana.
He and Alana had spent a long time making love the previous night. They'd barely slept for thirty minutes when Juliana woke, crying for her mother. By the time she'd been soothed, fed, and put back to sleep, another forty minutes had passed.
Alana was still asleep when he returned to the room. Diana had not arrived thankfully. And now he wanted his breakfast.
Sinking beneath the sheet with slow stealth, he manoeuvred himself between her thighs. Alana slept on, so she didn’t wake until he’d opened her up and wedged his shoulders between her shapely legs.
She stirred, her head lifting from the pillow to level sleepy eyes on him.
Eyes full of dawning realisation.
Fresh lust pounded through him, his dick burrowing into the mattress.
“Morning. Ever experienced wake-up oral?” he asked her.
She shook her head, bleary eyes rounded.
“Do you mind?” His voice was gruff, from the sight of her rumpled and vulnerable, her hair a wild tangle around her face, and from the vision of her open and glistening before him.
Her eyes were tinged with growing excitement. She shook her head but continued to stare. Waiting.
He breathed in the feminine scent of her and then dropped nibbling kisses on the inside of her thigh, moving higher until he bit lightly at her hip bone. She shifted and put one hand on his head and the other on her stomach.