He didn’t want to turn back. This was the side of him that he was familiar with. The man who wasn’t gentle, taking what he needed while giving back at the same time.
“Aaahh... Baby. Fuck.” Alex growled. “Take me deeper. That’s it.” He wasn’t going to be able to hold off. She was milking him. “Ashleigh!”
He wasn’t sure what he was saying anymore. He needed her; needed her to help him because he was suddenly overwhelmed with a multitude of sensations and emotions all coming together, overloading his circuits.
When her cool, smooth fingers cupped his balls, gently massaging, Alex lost it. He roared into the silence of the night as the tingling sensation raced up his spine, shattering his mind and all of his senses while he flooded her mouth with his seed, holding her still until she sucked every last drop from his body.
It took everything in him not to crumble to the floor. Staring back at her, seeing that mischievous grin on her face, Alex knew he’d been right. She was teaching him something, and he might not be the most brilliant man, but he could assure her he wouldn’t need another lesson.
Unless of course it was going to be anything like that because he was definitely willing to sign up for her classes if that’s the way she taught a lesson.
Chapter Fifteen
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Slow on the uptake? Ok, he’d admit to that, but not much more.
After the night before when Ashleigh had nearly made his head explode – well, she did succeed with one, but he wasn’t talking about that one – Alex had committed to doing this her way. To hell with the gentle, sweet lover he’d been trying to be for her. She wanted something more, and he was hell bent on being that man.
He had left her a message a little while ago, asking her to meet him at his office. He hadn’t come up with any excuses because seriously, what was he going to tell her? Instead, he’d left her a very thorough message, offering her detailed instructions. Now he just had to wait.
Thankfully Dylan and Cole were out of town, having gone back to Austin for a follow up meeting with a ranch owner looking to venture into the hotel business. They were talking big business, and since Alex had hit it off really well with Travis Walker, he’d wanted Dylan to get a feel for the man. If all went well, they’d be looking to expand south a few hundred miles.
Forcing his restless legs to remain still, Alex remained at his desk, toggling between screens on his computer, actually doing a little work while he waited. It was the only way to keep his mind off of what he hoped would happen in less than fifteen minutes if Ashleigh was on time.
After Ashleigh’s not so subtle hint the night before, Alex had given some serious thought to his actions. He wasn’t sure what it was about her that brought out the possessive protector who wanted to wrap her in cotton batting and keep her locked in a room where no one could hurt her, him included.
And that was the problem... he’d always seen Ashleigh like that. Ever since she was young, he’d wanted to protect her. From men like him mostly. He’d been infatuated with her and at thirty years old, she’d only been eighteen. It was unacceptable in his mind, but he’d been enthralled. Thankfully he’d kept his distance, but somewhere in the back of his mind, he’d conjured up some pretty steamy images of the woman.
If he didn’t know better, he’d bet his balls that they’d been real. Except that couldn’t be true because the first time he kissed her at Sam and Logan’s party, Alex had known he would’ve remembered.
Having stayed away from her had been the right answer then, but not anymore. Alex had taken her to his bed, and if he had anything to say about it, she’d never walk away from him. Not if he could help it. Ten years was a long time to lust after someone, and despite his reminder that they weren’t exclusive, weren’t in a relationship, Alex had this niggling feeling that he wanted to be. Another first for him.
A knock on his door announced Ashleigh’s presence and Alex glanced up at her, his eyes drawn to all of the creamy skin she had on display.
Ashleigh didn’t normally wear anything except jeans and a t-shirt, or not that he’d seen anyway, so on his message, he’d left her a little instruction on what he expected her to wear.
Standing before him in a short skirt, a flimsy little sweater, and a pair of fuck me boots, Alex wasn’t sure he’d be able to move from his chair. Her hair was pulled up into a messy pile on her head, held there by a silver clip while thin, curled strands hung around her face.
His dick jumped.
“Fuck.” Alex exhaled, worried if he didn’t, he might just pass out from holding his breath.
Ashleigh’s smile widened, and Alex’s eyes were fixated on her pink glossy lips.
Well, that was until she moved.
When she took a step into his office, gently closing the door behind her, his greedy eyes were tracing every luscious curve of her body and the seductive way she moved. Her body was made for sin, and Alex was beyond tempted.
“Did you need to see me?” Ashleigh asked sweetly, moving closer to his desk.
Alex stood, aware he’d never be able to hide the erection tenting his slacks, but he didn’t necessarily care to either. Stepping out from behind his desk, he retraced her steps, going to the door and locking it. There wasn’t another person in the building, but Alex wasn’t one to invite trouble. At least this way, they’d have privacy.
And for what he wanted to do to her, they’d need it.
Glancing at the black, leather couch in the corner, then back to his desk, Alex’s body hardened even more as he envisioned Ashleigh sprawled out naked on either.
“I did,” Alex answered her question, turning his gaze back to her, “but I was thinking I needed to see a little more of you.”
Ashleigh’s back straightened, but her smile didn’t falter.
“Take off the sweater,” Alex stated, perching on the edge of his desk.
If Ashleigh only knew the libidinous thoughts darting through his mind, she might not be grinning, but then again, after the stunt she pulled on him the night before, maybe she would.
“I figured since you had your fantasy at work,” Alex raked his eyes over her bare breasts, “it’s time for me to have mine.”
Ashleigh wasn’t wearing a bra, which meant she’d paid attention to his voicemail. Although he hadn’t told her what to wear, he did tell her what not to wear.
“Now the skirt.” Alex instructed, returning his gaze to her eyes.
Ashleigh shimmied out of the skirt, leaving the boots on and just like he’d told her, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath the sweater and skirt. Absolutely nothing. But that wasn’t what had Alex’s eyes widening and his dick throbbing like a bad tooth. Holy shit.
Alex couldn’t tear his gaze away from the smooth, taut skin over her mound. She’d waxed, and now all of those pretty curls were gone, leaving nothing but sexy, sleek skin. “Damn, baby,” he groaned, “are you trying to kill me?”
“Not yet.” Ashleigh smiled. “I’m not through with you yet.”
Alex wasn’t through with her either. Not by a long shot.
“Come here.” He instructed, and she walked toward him, clad only in those black, knee high boots that made his dick harder than a steel spike. “You waxed your pussy.” It wasn’t a question; the proof was there in front of him.
“Yes.” She admitted although her smile dimmed somewhat.
“You know what that does, don’t you?”
Ashleigh looked confused now, her eyebrows shifting. “No.”
“Have a seat right here.” Alex said, standing from his desk and trading places with her. “Spread your legs.”
He wasn’t sure he’d be able to get through the next few minutes before he was pounding his cock into her sweet body, but he’d give it the old college try.
“It means you’ll be more sensitive.” Kneeling before her, Alex shouldered his way between her thighs, letting her sit on the edge of his desk while her knees were propped on his shoulders and his face was buried be
tween her thighs. “To my touch.”
Blowing warm air across her bare mound, he used his fingers to separate the soft, wet folds before using his tongue to slide between them, then outlining her lips, before delving between them again.
He hadn’t expected this so suddenly, but being between Ashleigh’s thighs, inhaling the sexy, musky scent of her arousal and lapping her warm juices was quickly becoming Alex’s favorite thing in the entire world.
It was evident his light teasing was driving her wild, but she tried not to move, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk rather than his head as he had anticipated. Stroking her clit with a few more measured licks, Alex forced himself back to his feet before taking her hand.
“I’ve always had this fantasy,” Alex began, pulling Ashleigh into him, cupping her head with his other hand before kissing her. Alex didn’t say another word until they were both breathless.
“What’s your fantasy?” Ashleigh asked, her voice sounding huskier than he’d ever heard it.
“Well, first one was to have the sexiest woman alive naked in my office.” He grinned down at her. “Since that one came true, I figured I’d go for broke.”
Watching Ashleigh suck her bottom lip between her teeth, Alex groaned. She was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
“What’s your second fantasy?” She asked.
Leaning in, he nipped the fleshy part of her ear, using his tongue to trace the outer shell while he cupped her pert breasts in each hand, plumping them before tweaking the turgid nipples, “I want to bend you over that couch and bury my tongue and then my fingers in your pussy.”
When she moaned, Alex knew she liked the idea.
“Then I want to bury my cock in your ass, fucking you until you stop begging for more and come around my dick.”
To Alex’s surprise, Ashleigh didn’t back away, but he caught the slight sway of her body as she processed what he was telling her.
“Do you want that, Ash? Want to feel my cock buried to the hilt in your sweet ass?” Alex wanted it, for fuck’s sake. He couldn’t think of anything else since he’d fucked her ass with his finger the night before.
Figuring she’d unleashed the beast, he’d show her what it was she was asking for. He wasn’t tame, he wasn’t easy, and he damn sure wasn’t going to hold back from her a second longer.
“Tell me.” He said, sliding his hand between her legs, using his fingers to part her smooth lips, dipping his finger through her slit then sliding one finger in the warm depths of her pussy. “I want to hear you say it. Tell me to fuck your ass, Ashleigh.”
“Yes,” Ashleigh moaned, riding his fingers as he began a slow, gentle thrust inside her warm body.
“Yes, what?” Alex wasn’t about to let her off the hook.
“I want you to fuck my ass, Alex.” The words were barely a whisper. “God, I want it so bad.”
Alex suddenly felt way too overdressed for this little party. Taking her hand, he inserted it between her legs, replacing his as he guided her to do what he’d just been doing. “Play with yourself, Ash.”
Alex took a step back, unbuttoning his shirt as he watched her. She didn’t look nearly as confident as she had when she walked into his office a few minutes ago, but she was doing as he instructed. With swift movements, Alex wasted no time removing his clothes, tossing them on the chair before stalking his way back to her.
“Come here.” Alex took her hand, pulling her as he backed over to the leather couch before lowering himself onto it. Once he was on his back, he smiled up at her. “Sit on my face so I can taste you again.”
Alex pulled her closer, not letting her back away though he was fairly certain she wasn’t going to do so. Ashleigh might not have spoken many words, but her moans and groans were sheer bliss, and if he pegged her correctly, she’d been waiting for this day for a long time now.
Lifting one leg, he held it above him before she eased it to the side of his head. In seconds, he was between her legs, looking up into the swirling golden brown of her eyes as she kept her gaze fixated on him.
“Lift,” Alex instructed, “then put your hands on the arm of the couch.” That way she was on all fours, her breasts hanging above his head, begging for his touch. But first, he wanted her to come in his mouth.
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Ashleigh couldn’t quite believe what she was doing. Stark naked – except for the high heeled boots – in Alex’s office was definitely outside the realm of even her darkest fantasies. Maybe that’s because she hadn’t realized Alex had an office outside of her grandfather’s company. Yet here she was.
Since the second she stepped into his office, she’d sensed the side of Alex he’d been hiding from her for the last few weeks. Instead of the sweet, gentle lover she’d grown familiar with, the dominant, salacious man she’d fantasized about over the years was front and center. The hunger in his eyes was hot enough to set off the smoke alarms.
And now she was perched on his couch, his head between her thighs as she held herself above him, the exquisite feel of his tongue exploring the oversensitive lips of her bare mound driving her wild.
Yes, Alex has been correct. Having her pussy waxed had left her hypersensitive to any and all sensations. Her panties had even set off tingles inside of her when she least expected it. What had pushed her to do it, she didn’t know, but when she’d bared herself to him, and his eyes had widened, hungrier than before if that was even possible, Ashleigh knew she’d done the right thing.
Trying to hold herself off of him, Ashleigh reveled in the feel of Alex’s expert tongue as he lapped at her, teasing her clit relentlessly. She wasn’t at all familiar with this position, but she found that lowering a little of her weight onto his mouth allowed her to control the friction of his tongue on her clit.
It was perfect, the ability to thrust against his firm tongue had her grinding her hips onto his mouth as he used his arms to lock onto her thighs, not allowing her to move if she wanted to. But she didn’t. No, she just wanted to grind onto him until her body took flight.
So when he stopped abruptly, Ashleigh wanted to scream.
“Turn around,” Alex told her and she had to think about it for a second. If she were to turn around...
Ohhhh! Now Ashleigh definitely liked that idea.
Quickly and effortlessly, Ashleigh rearranged herself so she was turned the opposite way and now his glorious cock was readily available to her eager mouth.
When he latched onto her clit again, Ashleigh pressed against him, but then busied herself with stroking his cock with her tongue, exploring his taste as she used her hand to gently cup his balls, fondling him gently until he was moaning against her pussy, the vibrations intensifying her body’s reaction.
They continued this exploration for long minutes and Ashleigh had gotten lost in the taste of him, the silky feel of his cock against her tongue as she lapped every long inch of him, when a sharp, biting pain ignited in her, stilling her instantly.
She fought the urge to bite down because his cock was filling her mouth, but the pain was acute, albeit brief. Alex was using his finger to fuck her ass the way he’d done the night before, and though it had been uncomfortable initially, it didn’t take long for Ashleigh to begin thrusting back against his finger while once again laving his cock with her tongue.
Exquisite sensations rocketed through her, and she was unable to pinpoint exactly where they were coming from. It could’ve been his tongue on her clit, or his thumb in her pussy, or his fingers in her ass. She didn’t know, but she didn’t want him to stop.
Releasing his cock from her mouth because she could no longer focus, pushing up onto her hands, using his thighs as leverage, Ashleigh began riding his mouth and his fingers simultaneously.
She was close... so close.
And once again he stopped. This time she did release a growl of frustration, but that only caused him to chuckle. Before she could ask what he was doing, he was lifting her off of him, and then she took over, putting her feet on the pl
ush carpet before standing.
“On your knees.” Alex instructed, and Ashleigh had heard that line before.
When she went to her knees before him, she was baffled when he moved around behind her, rather than in front of her where she expected.
“Put your hands on the couch and don’t move.”
Ok. Placing her hands on the black leather cushion, Ashleigh waited patiently, not glancing back, instead trying to talk herself into this. It all sounded good on paper, but the pain had been real, even if it did disappear quickly, she knew this wasn’t going to be pleasant.
Alex lowered himself to his knees behind her, and Ashleigh was once again infused with his warmth as his solid chest pressed against her back. His mouth trailed fiery hot kisses between her shoulder blades and her body broke out in chills, the feeling intense. She loved his mouth on her, everywhere.
His arms snaked around her waist, his hands zeroing in on her breasts, cupping them firmly then squeezing.
“I need to be inside you, baby.” Alex said, and Ashleigh got the impression he was asking more than telling this time.
Despite her fear, she wanted this. To feel Alex inside of her, in every way possible, was the only thing she could think about.
“Please.” It was the only word she could come up with because he was squeezing her breast with one hand while dipping his finger in between the crack of her ass. This time something cool was probing her, and it took a moment to register.
He was still using his finger, but he must have included lubrication this time which helped ease some of the discomfort. Initially...
A few gentle thrusts of his finger had her beginning to feel good, wanting him to thrust harder, faster, but instead, he slowed yet again before pushing two fingers into her. Ashleigh bit her cheek, willing the burn to cease.
“Fuck my fingers, Ashleigh.” Alex crooned and his smooth, sultry voice nearly sent her into hyperspace, taking her mind off of the pain.
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