N. Walters - Alexandra's Legacy

Alex licked her lips. He’d had his turn. Now it was hers.

Alex straightened her legs and started to turn toward Joshua. His arms tightened around her momentarily before he relaxed and let her move. His eyes were hooded, his lips pursed together in a thin line. If she didn’t know him as well as she did, the fire burning in his eyes would have frightened her. It seemed strange she’d only been aware of his existence for a mere twenty-four hours. He was such a big part of her life now that, with each passing minute, it got harder to remember life without him.

Now that was a frightening thought.

Pushing it out of her mind for the moment, she focused on the task at hand. That was pleasure. Specifically, pleasuring Joshua Striker. The man had brought her to orgasm several times now and she wanted the chance to do the same for him. She hadn’t meant to fall asleep while she was waiting for him last night, but had been unable to fight against the physical and mental fatigue that had dragged her down into slumber as soon as her head had hit the pillow.

But she was wide awake now and Joshua was lying next to her, warm and hard and waiting. He watched her intently as she raised her hand and cupped his jaw. Stubble covered his chin, making him appear even more dangerous. Other than her father, she’d never known a man who emitted such raw power. She was drawn to Joshua in a way she’d never expected. Wanted to lay claim to this man who had in such a short while become such an integral and central part of her life.

“What are you thinking?” He brushed a stray lock of hair off her forehead.

She smiled as she stroked her thumb across his bottom lip. “I’m thinking that you’ve had your turn and now it’s mine.”

He froze, every muscle tensing. “Alex.” The way he said her name was half-warning, half-plea.

“It’s only fair.” She slipped her hand higher, letting it sift through the silky strands of his hair. He moved his head against her hand in obvious pleasure. She wanted to know everything that pleased him, wanted to learn what made him groan and what made him lose control.

“Alex.” There was a warning undertone now, but she ignored it. Coming up on one elbow, she leaned over him, kissing him softly. His lips were warm and supple. She didn’t linger, but moved lower, peppering his jaw with kisses as she worked her way down his neck. Her tongue trailed along that thick column. His skin was rough and salty.

His hand covered her hip and for a moment she thought he would push her away. Instead, his fingers kneaded her skin, and she could sense him fighting himself.

“Let me pleasure you, Joshua,” she whispered as she tangled her fingers in his chest hair. She loved the way the black curls wrapped around them as if he didn’t want to let her go.

He heaved a deep sigh and relaxed. His hand dropped away from her hip, giving his silent permission for her to do whatever she chose. Alex hid her grin against his chest. Obviously, Joshua didn’t like being out of control even for a minute. That was okay. Based on his reaction to her, she was rapidly gaining confidence in her own abilities to be able to rock his control upon occasion. She got the feeling he didn’t relax and let go much, but that was about to change.

Nuzzling the hard muscles of his chest, she worked her way over to his nipple. A light sprinkling of hair surrounded the flat disc. Flicking out her tongue, she touched it. His entire body jerked. Leaning back, she blew on the damp nub before covering it again with her mouth and this time sucking gently.

Joshua groaned, his hand coming up to tangle in her short hair as he held her mouth tighter to him. Alex slid her hand over his torso, lightly scratching his skin. The muscles in his belly flexed beneath her questing fingers and he sucked in a deep breath, creating a space between the band of his jeans and his stomach. She skimmed her fingers just below the band. Joshua emitted a low growl. She raised her head and smiled down at him as she scooted lower on the bed. He was so tense, every muscle on his body sharply delineated as he held himself still.

She took her time undoing the button at his waist. Grasping the tab of the zipper in her fingers, she pulled it down ever so slowly. His shaft sprang upward, unhindered by any underwear. She raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

He gave her a sexy grin and shrugged. “Too confining.”

Note to self , she thought. He doesn’t wear underwear . It was hard enough to function sensibly around Joshua as it was, but knowing he was bare beneath his soft, faded jeans was going to make it even harder. The turgid flesh bumped against her hand, demanding her attention. She spread the fabric wide and pushed it downward. Joshua lifted his behind long enough for her to yank his jeans just below his thighs. She started to pull his pants off, but got distracted.

His penis was long and thick and the plum-shaped head was dark. Blue veins pulsed as his shaft flexed impatiently. Licking her lips, she trailed a single finger from the tip to the base and up again, fascinated by the texture of his skin. His erection was hard, but the flesh covering it was soft and velvety. She could feel it throbbing beneath her finger as she stroked him again.

“Alex,” he groaned. She glanced up at him. His jaw was clenched tightly. She realized he was too close to the edge for her to tease him for much longer. Still, she didn’t want to rush things. This was the first time she’d ever touched a man, but she didn’t think she’d be near as fascinated if it were anyone but Joshua.

Lowering her head, she licked a path from the base all the way to the top, dainty little flicks of her tongue that made him groan again. She reached between his legs and cupped his testicles, massaging them. His sac felt heavy, the skin rougher and sprinkled with hair. She was enthralled with the sheer magnificence of him.

Liquid seeped from the slit at the top of his shaft and she stroked her tongue over it, wanting to taste him as he’d tasted her. It was warm and salty and she decided that she liked it.

Her own body was reacting to what she was doing. Her nipples were firm nubs and her breasts felt swollen. She shifted her legs restlessly, unable to believe how aroused she was becoming simply by touching Joshua. Her sex was damp and soft and every now and again she would feel a trickle of liquid roll down her inner thigh.

“Alex.” His voice was edged with desperation as he arched his hips upward. Opening her mouth, she sucked the head of his shaft inside, swirling her tongue around it. She could feel his testicles actually pulling tighter against his body. Giving them one final gentle squeeze, she released them and wrapped her hand around the base of his penis. Taking her time, she stroked upward and then back down, all the while her tongue and mouth continued to tease the top of his shaft.

His large hand covered hers, wrapping her fingers snugly around him and guiding her into the rhythm he wanted. When she took over on her own, he dropped his hand back to the mattress with a soft thud. She could feel the power in him, feel it collecting low in his groin, knew he was close.

Losing herself in the moment, she blocked out everything else but Joshua. She forgot the desire thrumming through her own body. Nothing mattered but bringing him the kind of pleasure that he’d given her.

“Harder, baby. Suck me harder,” he groaned.

Her mouth and hand moved in tandem as she took his cock deeper into her mouth with each stroke. His hips were bucking against her now, his fingers tangled in her hair, holding her close, making sure she didn’t leave him now. As if she would. She wanted this as badly as he did.