Page 33 of Under His Touch
“Alec, this means the world to me. My aunt and uncle will be so happy.” She hugs me tight and her breath is warm on my neck. “I have no idea how to thank you.”
“I do,” I say, my voice a little deeper. Her head slowly inches back. Our eyes meet and her expression is filled with equal amounts of curiosity and desire.
“Do you now?” she asks, her lips quirked, and I love that she’s playing along. “Care to explain?”
“It involves hot water, and soap.” I shift my hands under her ass to hold her, walk to my bathroom and set her on the counter. Her arms fall to her sides as I step back, and let my gaze race over her beautiful face and body. God, she’s so perfect.
I shrug out of my suit jacket and loosen my tie. “I need to wash up and get ready for my date. I haven’t showered with a good girl yet, and I believe I’m going to need your assistance.”
“Oh, well.” Her legs widen on the counter, and her dress rides farther up her thighs. Fuck, she is so sexy. “Yes, we did agree that I would help you practice impressing nice girls.” She gives a sigh. “The things I do for you, Alec.”
I remove my tie and unbutton my shirt. Her eyes drop, take in my near nakedness. Christ, I love the way she looks at me. “I think it might be beneficial to us both.” I remove my shirt and tug open my pants. Her fingers go to the small buttons lining her dress, and man, do I ever want to rip it off her. She toys with the top button, but doesn’t open it, and I can’t help but think her thoughts mirror mine.
“Yes, that’s right. You get to become CFO, and I get all the perks that come with planning your wedding.”
I kick off my pants and socks then remove my boxers. Her breathing changes when I take my hard dick into my hand and start stroking. “Well, yes, there’s that,” I say, and step up to her. I slide my hand up her thighs, and push her panties to the side. “But maybe a few other perks, too.”
“Such as,” she asks breathlessly, her hips moving, squirming, as her hot core beckons my touch.
I slide a finger into her. “An orgasm or two.”
“Alec,” she gasps, her hands going to my shoulders as I fuck her soaking wet sex with my finger. I love finding her like this, love how aroused she gets for me. Her eyes slip shut and her lips part as she tosses her head from side to side, her hair a tumbling mess over her shoulders. With my finger moving in and out of her, I slide my tongue over her bottom lip, then lean in for a taste. She kisses me back, her soft sexy moans of excitement curling around my cock.
She reaches down, takes my thickness in her hands and I let loose a loud growl. “This is very impressive,” she says, and as she strokes me, her pussy grows wetter. I chuckle and slide another finger in, wanting to bring her to orgasm so I can taste her. I press my palm against her clit, and stimulate it as I finger fuck her and her hands grip my dick tighter. Her pussy starts rippling and I pull out of her. Her hands fall from my cock, and she braces them behind her and lifts herself slightly as I slide her panties down. I toss them away, grip her legs and widen them even more. Desperate to taste her, make her come all over my tongue, I bury my face between her legs. I lick her, put my tongue inside her and circle her clit with my thumb.
“Alec,” she cries out, and a second later her hot juice spills from her beautiful pussy. I growl and lap at her, drink her in, not wanting to miss a damn drop.
“You taste so good, Megs,” I say as she continues to ripple and ride out the pleasure. Her hips move, buck against my face, and when her body stops spasming, I stand and wipe my wet mouth with the back of my hand. Her eyes are glazed, and her chest rises and falls.
Fucking sexy.
As she sits there, struggling to catch her breath, I turn on the shower, and come back to lift her from the counter. Her body slides down mine, the tiny buttons on her dress scraping my flesh.
“Are you fond of this dress?” I ask.
“I have another just like it,” she says, her eyes dimming with desire.
“Good.” In one quick tug, I rip it open and the buttons fall to the floor and scatter. She gasps and I tear it from her body and let it fall to her feet in a rumpled heap. “But I’ll still replace it.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“Want to,” I say.
I reach behind her and unhook her bra, freeing her beautiful breasts. “I haven’t spent enough time here.” I brush my thumb over her hard nipple, and bend to take it into my mo
uth. I lick softly, and squeeze her breasts together so I can taste both at the same time. “I’m going to fuck you here,” I say, and she whimpers in response. “I’m going to fuck you everywhere.”
“I don’t see as we have a choice,” she says playfully. “We have to cover everything so you’re ready for your dates.”
“Exactly,” I say and back up, stepping into the stream and bringing her in with me. The warm, needlelike spray falls over us and I grab the bar of soap. I lather my hands and run them all over her body, and she moans as I touch her. I remove the nozzle, rinse her off and spend a few extra minutes with the spray between her legs. She’s a quivering mess when I replace the nozzle and she reaches for the soap, washing me in turn. My dick is a steel rod by the time she takes it into her hands. Bubbles form as she soaps me, and I move my hips, power into her hand, but I don’t want to come, not yet. There are so many things I need to do to her first. I grab the nozzle again and rinse my body, but before I can turn the spray off, she drops to her knees and takes my dick into her mouth.
“Fuck, Megs,” I say as she takes me to the back of her throat and chokes a little. I push her wet hair from her shoulder, revel at the way she sucks me deep. One hand goes to my balls, and she gently massages. She works her mouth over me, taking me closer and closer to the edge. I need her to stop as much as I need her to continue. I fuck her mouth a few more times, and then pull back. She moans at the loss.
“I want you to come in my mouth,” she says.
“Me, too. Come on.”
I grab a towel and wipe her down, then quickly dry myself. Reaching for her hand, I take her back into the bedroom.