Bad Boy Alphas Collection

by Vienna Vixen

  “Punish me how?” I leaned forward and began to nibble on his earlobe. “I don’t think you actually mean it.”

  Okay, I had no idea where that came from.

  Clearly, I was channeling some kind of inner alter ego I had no idea I had. I wasn’t even sure I said the right thing till I saw the look of naked hunger splashed across Derek’s face.

  Chapter Four

  He seemed to be examining me carefully, as if trying to gauge if my reaction was serious. When I took my bottom lip between my teeth and lowered my eyes suggestively, it was all the encouragement he needed to unhook my bra, causing my breasts to spill forward.

  I felt slightly self-conscious about being braless in front of a man who was a virtual stranger, in broad daylight and under fluorescent lights, but none of them seemed to matter as he stared at me.

  He drank me in, every square of inch as if he had been wandering the desert, and I was a tall cool drink of water he couldn’t wait to gulp.

  “Your breasts shouldn’t be constrained by this.” He chucked my bra behind him as if it meant nothing to him.

  “It offers support,” I said, amusement coloring my tone. My eyes grew wide as he palmed my breasts with his hands and began to knead them.

  “I can offer them support. I can give them all the support they need alright.” He began to jiggle them up and down as I felt something pressed against my center.

  “You call that support?” I scoffed, playfully as I tossed my hair behind my shoulders with a flick of my neck. I struggled to free my hands of his grip, but he was having none of it.

  “You’re right. I do believe I am shirking my responsibilities,” he said seriously as he kept his gaze trained on me while he lowered his gaze and took one firm rosy nipple between his teeth.

  He parted his mouth and began to kiss my breasts with the same passion he bestowed upon my mouth. My hips began to buck of their own accord, and a moan escaped my lips. Once he was done with one side, he moved on to the next and repeated the same thing.

  “How am I doing? Have I convinced you yet?” he asked, his voice a mere purr.

  “What?” I asked, dazed and confused as I looked down upon him. “Oh. Oh, no, I’m afraid I’m not fully convinced, and you did a poor job of taking care of them. Maybe I should just put the bra back on.”

  “Like hell. Your sweet is going nowhere,” he rumbled as he kept one hand around my hands, and the other reached down and hooked my legs around his. “Unless it’s back to my place or yours.”

  “I don’t think that’s possible right now,” I mumbled, lost in a haze of misty desire.

  I hummed when I felt him shift, so that he was pressed right against me, the fabric of his ripped jeans straining against his massive manhood. Dimly, I wondered what he would feel like, and if he really was as big as I thought he was.

  “Mm, I can already smell how wet you are.” He nuzzled my neck as he began to lick and bite every patch of skin available until I was writhing beneath him and whimpering at the lack of friction.

  “You’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t you, Victoria?” He reached around and smacked my ass. Surprised, I groaned at the contact never realizing just how pleasurable that particular aspect could be.

  “Yes,” I answered, my eyes blazing defiantly. “I’ve been very very…bad.”

  I felt absolutely wanton when I whispered those words, but at the same time, they were liberating, and it was like I unlocked a part of myself that I never knew lay hibernating.

  “Do you know what I do to bad girls, Victoria?” he asked as he pinched my ass, watching my reaction carefully.

  I shook my head. “No.”

  “I punish them,” he revealed as he lowered my jeans and cupped my ass fully. He ran his fingers along the soft and sensitive flesh of my behind while he nibbled on my earlobe.

  The hand that was holding mine was released, and I immediately tangled one in his hair, and the other traveled down his back to land on top of his smooth backside, gripping it firmly.

  “Like what you feel?” he asked, pleasantly.

  I nodded eagerly. “A lot.”

  “Good,” He smacked my ass again before he began to rub it, the dual feeling of pain and pleasure creating a delicious war within me. He shifted, so that my back was pressed against the sink. I tried to squirm away because the sink felt uncomfortable digging into my back, but he kept me firmly in place.

  “Not so fast, baby.” He slid down my legs, and slowly pushed them apart.

  “Derek, the sound—” I protested. He moved away from me, switched on the shower head then went back to his earlier position.

  “I don’t want you to be thinking about anything except how good my mouth feels when I’m in between your thighs.”

  His tongue darted out and began to lick along the outer walls of my center, teasing and prodding until one hand dug into his hair while the other braced itself against the sink. He used his head to nudge my legs open even further as I rested my hips against the edge.

  “Oh, Victoria, you taste amazing,” he said in between mouthfuls. He sniffed, and his eyes rolled in the back of his head as if he had just smelled something incredible. His head rolled forward again as he put his lips together and began to blow.

  The slight air coming in cause goosebumps to break out across my sensitive flesh as my legs tightened reflexively.

  “Keep those legs spread for me, baby,” he instructed as he continued doing what he was doing. I sucked in a huge gulp of air when his tongue darted out and pressed firmly against my clit.

  I cried out when he used both of his hands to grip my legs and keep me firmly in place while he continued lavishing all of his attention on my wet core. He moved his head from side to side as his tongue lapped at my pink folds.

  My fingers tightened around his hair as I felt myself begin to go higher and higher, and right when I was about to tumble over the edge, Derek stopped.

  The blood was pounding in my ears as I gazed down at Derek in confusion. “What happened? Why did you stop?”

  “You don’t get to come that easily,” Derek said as he made to move his hand. I tried to keep him in place by wrapping my arms around him and tightened my legs. He chuckled as he shook his head and easily freed himself from my grasp.

  “Trust me, I want nothing more than for you to cum all over my face, but I want you good and ready first.” He stood up, and I could see him swirl his tongue around his mouth. “Especially because you taste like fucking heaven.”

  “Good and ready?” I asked, incredulously as I stared at him. “Seriously? Can’t you see me right now?”

  He quirked his mouth in amusement. “It isn’t enough. I want you begging for it.”

  I scowled as I crossed my arms over my chest. “Then you’ve got another thing coming. I will not be dominated or humiliated for it.”

  His expression turned serious. “I think you’ve got the wrong idea about dominance especially in the sexual sense. It isn’t like that, Victoria.”

  “No?” I drawled. “You need to have complete control, right? I attend to your every whim.”

  Derek frowned. “It’s not about attending to my every whim. It’s another to be dominant, you have to know yourself, and your partner very well in order to be able to please both parties sexually.”

  I raised an ironic eyebrow. “And you think you know me? This is based on what exactly?”

  “I’ve taken the time to note how you respond when I touch you, and you do give subtle cues as well. Whenever you want me to do something specific that I’m not doing. Your body lets me know.”

  “Hmm.” I pursed my lips. “Why does it need to be like that though?”

  “It doesn’t have to be, but this is who I am, Victoria. I am the type of man who likes to be in charge. That doesn’t mean that you are submissive, or my sex slave or whatever. It just means that you are trusting me with your body, trusting me to bring you to the brink of pleasure, over and over. Once I have the reins, I do everything you
want me to do even the things you can’t admit out loud.”

  I harrumphed. “Like what?”

  One corner of his mouth tilted up. “Like the fact that right now, you don’t want me to be gentle. You want me to be rough. You want it quick and hard.”

  My mouth felt dry as I responded. “What makes you think that?”

  “It’s a pace thing. You’re not taking your time right now because of the fire that’s building up within you, but I can also tell that you do enjoy a slow pace as well,” he guessed.

  “That’s a very detailed observation.”

  He smiled languidly, “I like to observe people, and study their behavior.”

  “If that’s the case then, why haven’t you done anything yet?” I dropped my voice an octave as I pressed myself closer to him, having no idea how to tempt him.

  “Because I want to take my sweet time before I go inside of you. I want to kiss, suck and lick every part of your body thoroughly because this is your first time with me, and I want it to be memorable.”

  I snorted. “Oh, it’ll be memorable alright. I’ve never done this in my office before.”

  He chuckled. “I can tell. Your eyes keep darting to the door as if you’re afraid someone will walk in although I did make it a point to lock the door, and switch on the showerhead to block the noise.

  “Force of habit,” I revealed as I gazed up at him. “You have too many clothes on.”

  He gave me a pointed look. “You want to take my shirt off?”

  I nodded eagerly.

  “Okay.”

  I stepped forward, and slowly peeled his shirt off taking my time to appreciate the feel of shirt sliding off to reveal smooth tan skin underneath. My mouth formed a surprised ‘O’ as they raked over his body.

  “Touch me, Victoria,” he commanded, his dark eyes stormy as he stood still. Compelled, I brought my fingers up and traced them over the smooth expanse of skin, taking the time to run them lightly. Goosebumps broke out across his flesh at the contact, and I could feel how tightly coiled he was.

  I circled him, letting my fingers lightly graze his back, his arms, his shoulders and around his lower back. He sucked in a breath when I splayed my fingers across his butt and squeezed.

  “You’re testing my patience,” he revealed.

  “Am I? What happened to you running this show?” I teased as I wrapped my arms around his waist from the back, and I pressed my face firmly between his shoulder blades. I could feel the surprise radiating through him as he tensed momentarily before he relaxed into my embrace.

  I parted my lips and began to run my mouth across his back as my fingers moved across the front of his chest. I began to rotate my hips suggestively causing a groan to escape his lips as he reached behind and plunged his fingers into my hair.

  “Victoria,” he warned as my fingers palmed him from the front. He made a low guttural noise in the back of his throat as his grip on my hair tightened.

  “What?” I asked innocently.

  “You’re playing with fire, and unless you’re ready to be burned, I’d suggest you back off,” he said, his tone mildly strained.

  I placed my head in the crock of his neck as I stopped what I was doing. I took his ear between my lips and whispered. “Try me.”

  Those seemed to be the magic words because the next thing I knew, he was spinning me around, and I barely had time to react before he crushed his lips to mine. I could taste myself on him, and it was sweet salty taste that I’d never experienced before.

  He placed his hand on my lower waist, and the other one ran all over my body, pinching and kneading, and finally shoving my jeans down, so they were around my ankles. I lifted my legs up and jumped as I tried to kick the jeans off my legs.

  Derek smiled against my lips as he pulled back, and without taking his eyes off of me slowly helped me remove my jeans, and it was one of the most sensual things I had ever experienced. Never before had a man undressing me felt quite so intimate.

  “Wrap your legs around me,” he instructed as he hoisted me up, so that I was practically sitting on the edge of the sink with him between my legs. I struggled to maintain my balance as we continued to kiss rather fiercely while my hands explored and teased.

  I felt him hook his thumb inside the waistband of my panties, and in one swift movement, he had them off. He tore his gaze away from mine as he brought my panties up to his nose and smelled them as a low growl formed in the back of his throat.

  “Mine,” he said, possessively.

  That sent a thrill of a desire shooting right through me.

  I was not the territorial type, and I had never been with a man who was, but there was something primal and intuitive about staking your claim and letting it be known to the world.

  Just like leaving a hickey was marking his territory. My lips were tinged and bruised by this point, and he ran his finger along the bottom lip as my mouth parted, and I placed a soft kiss on the soft pad of his thumb.

  “Can you feel how hard you make me?” he mouthed as he pressed himself against me.

  “Yes,” I breathed as I quickly undid the button of his jeans. It was strange because he was just talking about being the alpha male and pushing all the buttons, but he was letting me undress him, and he wasn’t saying a word.

  He just let me go through the motions and quietly watched me with a possessive glint in his eye that had my stomach dipping in response. I pushed his jeans down to his ankles, and he helped me by kicking them off, so that they were in a heap in the corner of the room.

  His bulge was barely contained by his boxers, and my mouth watered in response as I realized just how big he was.

  Yup, he was definitely going to feel good.

  I couldn’t wait to feel him inside of me.

  “I’m nice and big, so I’m going to give it to you real good, baby,” he murmured as he began to rotate his hips in a circular movement that had my eyes rolling to the back of my head as a moan tore through my lips.

  “Derek,” I pleaded. “Please. I have other patients coming in.”

  “So?” He thrust forward, the contact barely sustaining me. “You don’t want them to come in and see what a dirty little doctor you are? To see me bending you over and taking you hard?”

  I gasped as he hooked one leg over his shoulder and pressed forward. “Mmm that feels good.”

  “It’s going to feel better than good once I’m done,” he promised as he pushed down his boxers, and his erection sprang free.

  His massive member pulsed and twitched as he positioned himself right at my center. Just when I thought he was going to drag it out even more, he thrust into me in one quick movement and lowered his mouth to my nipple at the same time. He bit hard as a grunt escaped my lips, and my fingers dug into his back.

  He released the nipple and did the same thing to the other one while holding very still inside of me allowing me time to get used to the feel of him.

  “You’re so fucking tight, baby,” he muttered as he began to pull out then slam back in, each time making sure I could feel him all the way in.

  Soon, we began a rhythm as my hips thrust to meet his pace. I placed my hand behind me for support as I inched my hips up to give me better access. His hands squeezed my ass as his pace quickened, and my legs tightened reflexively.

  I threw my head back and began to moan as flesh slapped against flesh.

  “That’s it. Feel it. Feel how wet you are, and how hard I am, and how hard you’re going to cum all over me. I want you to milk me for it’s all worth, Victoria because you are so tight, and my balls are all the way inside of you.”

  I knew what he was trying to do.

  Dirty talk could make things more erotic, and I had never actually believed it given that I’d tried it a few times unsuccessfully, but this time unlike the previous times, it was actually working.

  I felt my blood boil like hot lava as it coursed through my veins, and I worked my way towards my sweet release. I went tumbling over the edge as a
particularly loud and breathy moan escaped my lips and stars danced in my field of vision.

  “Damn baby, that good huh? You were shaking so hard,” he commented as he grinned.

  “Mmm-hmm,” I agreed as he placed a kiss upon my lips.

  “Good, but I’m not done with you yet.”

  With that, he flipped me over and kicked my legs apart, so that he was standing right behind me. I braced my hands on the edge of the sink as I did my best to open my legs for him.

  “Good girl,” he murmured, leaning forward, so that his beard tickled my skin. It was as scratchy as I thought it would be, but it was a pleasant feeling too. “You have such a nice firm round ass.”

  I wriggled it a bit. “Like what you see?”

  I bite my lip as he ran his fingers along the outer edge then leaned down and bit it. I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped my lips. Especially when the bite was followed by a kiss.

  I mean I’d often wondered about the term kiss my ass, but I never imagined it would be taken so literally.

  “Now that I have you completely under my mercy, what should I do with you?” he mused as he reached around and cupped my breasts in his hand, fiddling and tweaking the sensitive edge.

  “Anything you want,” I said, breathily as I pushed myself backwards eager for some friction.

  “Yes, I can see that you want it. You’re already so wet for me,” he pointed out. “And I have to say the sight of you bent over like this is making it very hard for me to hold still and not do anything.”

  “So do something then.” I looked back over my shoulder and gave him a slow grin as my tongue darted out to lick my lips. “I’m all yours, Derek. Ready and willing.”

  “Ready and willing for what?” He pushed, as one blonde eyebrow rose. I knew what he wanted me to say. So far, he was the only one who partook in dirty talk, and I hadn’t said a thing. I’d merely reacted.

  Now, he was expecting me to say something dirty back. It was my turn, and I had no idea what to say. This wasn’t my forte at all though I wanted nothing more than for him to be inside of me at this moment.

  “You,” I said, simply as the hand that was playing with my breasts traveled down over the slope of my stomach and over my center. It was already burning hot for him, so that when he slipped his finger inside, I cried out.