Page 69 of Mutual Discord

So I peered up at his face through my lashes as I brought the head of his cock to my lips and flicked out my tongue for a taste.

The shiver that rattled his body made me feel powerful.

Encouraged and emboldened, I attempted to bring the entire length of his cock into my mouth. Alex was too large for me to be completely successful, but just attempting to swallow him whole sent desire ratcheting through my body like lightning, especially because he was so responsive.

And I was determined to savor all his reactions, so I focused on his face as I set a rhythm with my mouth and hands. A rhythm that soon had Alex thrusting into my touch, his deep-throated groans echoing around the room.

I could tell when Alex was close because his whole body tensed, his thigh flexing under my fingers. Smothering a smile, I prepared to increase my efforts, but he wound his hand into my hair and gently pulled free of my mouth.

“If you think I’m going to come before I have a chance to taste you and make your thighs quiver around my ears,” he growled, “you don’t know me at all.”

Before I had a moment to process his statement, Alex grasped me under my arms, hauled me to my feet, and advanced on me like a jungle cat until the back of my legs hit the bed. His dimple showcased a devilish grin as his broad palm settled on my chest and he pushed me backward, and I bounced on the mattress.

Alex inspected me, taking note of my red, swollen lips and the flush that seemed to encase me from head to toe. But when I shifted on the bed, desperate to relieve the ache building within my core, his gaze narrowed and the corner of his mouth quirked up. “Are you feeling as hungry as I am?” At my jerky nod, Alex chuckled, the sound dark and sinful. “Good. We’ve waited so goddamn long.”

With a hum, Alex reached a hand around my back to fiddle with the zipper of my jumpsuit. “I’ve fantasized about this moment an infinite number of times. Have you?”

His face was close to mine, his gaze hypnotic, and I whimpered in the back of my throat.

“Say it, Sofia,” he demanded, his tone firm. Commanding.

Swallowing, I whispered, “I’ve fantasized about it, too.”

He slid down the zipper, the backs of his fingers caressing my bare spine. “What did you fantasize about, mi vida?”

The term of endearment made me clench at the duvet. I licked my lips, delighting when Alex’s gaze darkened. “Exactly what I did.”

Alex winged up a brow. “You imagined sucking me off?”

Warmth flooded my panties, and I nodded.

“And you were so good at it,” he crooned, grasping the bodice of the jumpsuit and dragging it from my arms, before inching the garment over my midriff and down my thighs. “Would you like to see what I’m good at?”

“God, yes,” I bit out, watching with avid eyes as Alex, completely nude, stood in the gap between my thighs, an amused tilt to his mouth. Once my jumpsuit slipped from my legs, he tossed it aside and ran the backs of his fingers up my inner thighs.

I lay before him now in just my bra and panties. A bra and panties I hadn’t thought to coordinate. But based on the ravenous gleam in Alex’s eyes, I don’t think he gave a damn that they were mismatched.

“Sofia, I swear to God that you were made just for me because everything about you steals my breath.” His shaking hands traveled up my sides to hook in the underwire of my bra. “For the love of the newborn baby Jesus, please let me take this off you,” he pleaded.

I jerked my head in consent, and with a practiced flick of his wrist, Alex peeled my bra away from my chest. The look of admiration that dawned on his face was a memory I would carry to my grave.

“I knew it.” Alex cupped one of my breasts in his hand, his thumb coasting over the tip, his chuckle dry when it pebbled under his touch. “I told myself that you had to have the most perfect tits because everything about you is perfect. From your perfect curls, to your perfect golden skin, to your perfect smile and laugh, and the way you’re so fucking brilliant that sometimes I simply watch your videos, so honored I get to be your friend.” He gathered the other breast in his opposite palm, his breath teasing my puckered flesh. “And now you let me touch you, and my God, I don’t ever want to stop.”

His words were full of not just lust, but awe, and they left me squirming on the bed. I couldn’t get enough of his touch, enough of his heated looks, and I arched my back, my silent plea for More.

And Alex’s dark chuckle told me he understood my entreaty, because while he held my gaze captive, he leaned forward and swiped his tongue across one pert nipple.

A wave of pleasure crashed over me and I cried out, twining my hand in his silky black hair. Alex hummed in the back of his throat as he teased my flesh, his assault on my breast so consuming I didn’t realize he had snaked a hand down my body until his fingers caressed my seam through my underwear.

“You’re so hot here,” he murmured, his breath cool against my heated flesh. Alex rubbed his fingers up and down my core again, and I moaned. “And so wet. Even through your panties you’re wet.”

Pressing a kiss to one breast and flicking his tongue over the nipple of the other, Alex crawled his way down my body. His skin was so decadent against mine, and when his dick brushed against my hip bone, I reached for him. But Alex shook me off with a laugh. “Soon, Sofia. I want you too damn much to make us wait.”

Alex paused at my navel, and I sucked in a breath as he gripped the waistband of my underwear between his fingers. He stared up at me, and I realized he was asking for permission. Alex’s solicitousness, even with both of us horny and almost naked, made my throat burn with unshed tears. Unable to speak, I nodded.

My underwear was on the floor with the rest of my clothes in seconds.

“There she is,” Alex whispered, his fingertips sifting through the short, manicured hair that covered my pussy. “It’s so fucking sexy you’re not bare here.”