Chapter 9
Alex whispered, "I think you are a little over dressed..." She tugged his t-shirt over his head, kissing his chest softly. She clutched the thin material in her hands as her arms moved behind his back. The hand holding the t-shirt rested at his hip as she feathered kisses along his chest.
Mike's hands rested on her trim waist. Her mouth seared along his skin and ignited his passion. One hand moved down, cupping her ass through the red lacy material. He whispered, "Alex..." His head dipped then, catching her mouth. He kissed her deeply, but he kept it soft and seductive.
Her mouth opened to him, tangling her tongue against his. She moaned softly. She released the t-shirt, letting it fall to the floor. One hand cupped his ass as the other moved between them to undo his jeans. Her heart raced. She had anticipated this moment since they had shared their first kiss. She stepped backwards, leading him to the bed step by step.
He didn't rush it. He hadn't waited this long for it to be over in a matter of moments. He stopped her just at the bed's edge. Cupping her cheek, he whispered, "You're so beautiful."
Before she could respond, his mouth was on hers again. He eased her onto the bed then. His weight aroused her. It had been too long since she had made love to a man that she loved. Her eyes closed as his mouth moved slowly along her jaw to her ear. He suckled gently, then nibbled playfully.
She gasped softly as her nails slowly raked along his broad shoulders and down his arms. She dug them in as he found that sweet spot just below her ear. "Mike..."
He couldn't stop. He pulled her to the middle of her bed and kept on kissing and touching her. She was so soft and pliable beneath his fingertips. "Alex, baby..." He nibbled at her erect nipple through the thin, lacy garment.
She whimpered, "Take it off..." She ached to feel his mouth on her bare skin.
He lifted her gently, removing the top of the lingerie, leaving the panties on. He wasn't usually much for foreplay, but being with her was different. She wasn't just a woman he picked up and fucked. She was his future. He watched as the candlelight flickered along her skin. His hands moved slowly up her stomach until he had her ample breasts palmed in his hands. He moaned softly as she arched up, pressing her erect nipples into his palms. "You'll be the death of me..."
She slid her hands up his arms to his shoulders then raked her nails down his hardened biceps. Their eyes locked. "I think you have it backwards." Her lips parted slowly. Her tongue darted out, wetting them.
His hands moved from her breasts up her body to her neck, into her hair. She responded to him in ways he never thought a woman would to his touch. He ached to touch her all night if only to see the look in her eyes.
"Kiss me," she begged, exposing even more of her throat to him.
He moved slowly, but his lips eagerly caressed smooth skin. He groaned. How he ached to be one with her, moving within her, feeling her hands everywhere. His mouth moved up until he reached the soft purse of her lips.
When his tongue slid along her bottom lip, she eagerly parted her lips. The kiss lingered and deepened. She pushed his jeans down his hips. She needed to feel more of his skin against her own. She pushed gently at his chest. "Take them off..."
He quickly obliged her, removing everything so that he was now naked on top of her. Her hands moved from his back to cup his ass. She squeezed. "Condoms are in the drawer..." She pointed to her nightstand.
He kissed her chastely. "Why, Ms. Eames, are you under the impression that I'm ready for that?" He kissed her again, deeply this time, before she could respond. He had other plans for her just yet.
Her eyes rolled back as he kissed lower and lower. When he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, she had no doubts of his intentions. Her hips lifted, allowing him to remove the only garment that stood between them.
He slowly pushed the material down her legs and off. He tossed them to the floor before kissing up her leg slowly. He licked his lips just before sucking at her inner thigh. He ran his eyes along her soft downy hair. "What have we here?"
She sucked in a breath as he parted her legs wider before parting her silken folds with one hand as he kissed her gently and let his tongue slip out to tease her. Her fingers knotted in his hair. "Oh..." This kind of pleasure always took her by surprise.
He slowly pleasured her to her peak and over. He kissed along her skin. "Ready?" He kissed her mouth as he reached for the top drawer. He held the foil wrapper in his fingertips until she took it and tore it open.
Her small hand engulfed him, stroking him. She teased him before rolling it onto his length. "Yes," she breathed, kissing along his jaw. She guided him slowly to her heat, teasing herself with the head of his erection. "Oh god..."
Then he filled her with one fluid movement. His eyes closed as he breathed her name, "Alex..."
Her hands moved up his back, gripping his shoulders. Their bodies moved together slowly, rhythmically as they perfected their dance. He gripped the sheets as he pushed deeper with each thrust. He lost himself in her as he grew closer and closer. He felt her nails scoring his skin, and it only brought him closer and closer to his own peak.
Their mouths met over and over. Their moans and whispered love echoed off the walls. He slipped over the edge and cried out for her. She held on tight as he released. Her face buried in the crook of his neck.
She watched as he fell onto his back. His chest rose and feel from the exertion. She curled against him, resting her head on his shoulder. Her skin was red and slick with sweat. "Oh God, Logan..."
He glanced over at her, on arm back behind his head. "What's the matter, kitten?"
She nudged him with her knee and growled, "I'm no one's kitten. Tigress maybe. But definitely not a kitten."
He chuckled and rolled onto her. He kissed her hardened peak and swirled his tongue around it. When she moaned, he tucked his hand under her ass. "I need another go to determine that."
She pushed at his chest. "You are such a pig. Get off."
He sucked at her nipple. "Don't wanna..."
Her eyes rolled back. "Mike..." She hissed as her heat throbbed. She wanted him again. She tugged his mouth up to hers, kissing him chastely.
He shifted his weight so that he wasn't crushing her. His eyes searched hers. "You feel good?" When she nodded, he lowered his mouth to hers in a deep, soul penetrating kiss.
