Authors: Aliyah Burke
“I’m sure that’s part of it,” she admitted.
“And the others would be the difference in our ranks and the
whole color thing, right?” He never released her gaze, just stared into
her soul with those piercing blue eyes of his.
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“Those are two points as well,” Alexis conceded.
“There is something more?” His eyes narrowed.
“Yes.” Her response was fast and direct.
“And what would that be?”
“The fact that my feelings for you scare the hell out of me. I feel
so out of control around you, saying things, doing things that I
wouldn’t be doing normally.” Her fingers traced his collarbone and
outlined his ear. He shivered beneath the tips of her digits.
“And tonight?” His question was quiet in the room but it echoed
throughout her soul like a bass drum.
Alexis pressed her full lips to his and gave him her answer that
way. Each stroke of her tongue against his told him she wanted him, in
no uncertain terms. As she sucked on his lower lip, he groaned. Her
legs drew him in closer to the apex of her thighs and she was the one
who released a moan as she felt his erection press against her. “Please,”
she whimpered. “Please, Scott.”
The last syllable hadn’t even faded from the air before he swept
her up into his arms as he took the stairs two at a time.
This is the first
time she willingly called me Scott without having to be told.
His heart
pounded so hard with the anticipation of enjoying the woman of his
dreams.
His barefoot slammed his bedroom door shut behind him as he
lay her down on the bed to turn on a bedside light. “I have waited for
this night for so long,” he murmured as his mouth latched back onto
hers.
“As have I.” she whispered.
Standing up straight without relinquishing his hold on her, Scott
set her on her feet. His strong hands slid up her hips and latched onto
the hem of her shirt. With a slow deliberate motion he pulled it up,
exposing her rich, toffee-colored torso to his gaze. Throwing the shirt
off to the side, he looked at the spectacular woman before him. Her eyes
were on his face, watching every emotion he showed.
He took his time enjoying the view. Her bra was lacy, sea-foam
green in color, and barely seemed to contain her full breasts. Swallow-
ing hard, his eyes continued their downward perusal. Her belly was
flat, toned and yet—to his pleasure—distinctly feminine.
Scott undid the button on her capris and then unzipped them.
As the khaki material slid down over the flare of her hips, a pair of
bikini-style panties in the same color as the bra met his gaze. Kneeling
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before her, he lifted one silken leg and then the other, freeing her from
the pants.
“You are amazing,” came his guttural groan as he stood once
again.
Alexis reached for the waistband of his jeans and undid the but-
ton. Her eyes were focused on the mid-region of his body, lustfully and
without an ounce of shame. That moist tongue of hers snuck out and
wet her lips before her fingers moved again.
Carefully, she lowered the zipper and tugged his form-fitting
jeans off lean hips and down his hairy legs. She, too, dropped to her
knees and removed the pants completely, leaving him in nothing but a
pair of navy blue boxers that did little to contain the hard ridge within
them.
Her hands ran up his legs from his ankles to his hips. Alexis
stood as her hands moved up his body. From his hips she trailed her
fingers up the washboard stomach, across the marbled pectorals, up to
his shoulders and across the back of his shorn head. Lacing her fingers
there, she nudged him towards her and her waiting mouth.
Eventually, the couple made it to Scott’s bedroom. Once there,
two mouths met with heated passion as their owners stood pressed
against one another wearing only their underclothing. Sparks flew
between heated flesh as tongues once again dueled for supremacy. Scott
won.
It was with skill that he wrested control of the kiss away from
the woman who had taken a part of his soul into her body. Once again
in control, Scott changed the tempo of the kiss. He backed off and the
exchange grew softer. Still keeping his lips pressed against hers, he
walked them back towards the bed and lay them down on his firm
mattress.
“You still have more clothes on than I do,” he whispered against
her swollen lips.
“More articles perhaps, but not material,” she teased as her
hands traced small patterns on the back of his head.
“Too many.” Scott’s hands skillfully removed her bra replacing
the material with his callused hands. His thumbs ran over her already
tight nipples, making them tighten even more.
Alexis arched her back, pressing herself more fully into his
touch. “
Yesss
,” she hissed as her hand moved down the front of his
boxer shorts. She groaned, a sound echoed by the man in bed with her,
as she closed her hand around his throbbing erection.
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“Jesus, Lex.” His hips bucked against her hand.
“Scott.” That word was a mixture of a command and a plea. It
screamed of things she couldn’t find the words to say, but desperately
craved.
One of his hands left her breast and slipped beneath the elastic
on her panties and with one fast jerk broke it. As her body was trying to
recover from the force of that tug he slipped one long finger inside her
wet body.
Her scream was muted by lack of air. Exotic eyes rolled back in-
to her head as she felt her body close around his finger. “You feel so
good, Lex,” he purred into her ear at the same time his other hand
tweaked her taut nipple, causing another whole shudder to go through
her. A shudder that he felt with the finger buried deep within her.
The palm of his hand pressed against her clit and with each mo-
tion it sent wave after wave of pleasure through her body. Clamping
her thighs around his wrist, Alexis kept him where she wanted. He
added another finger to her and when he did, a scream managed to
escape. “Scott!”
“I’m right here, my love. Right here,” he muttered. Scott tried to
control himself, but her hand around his manhood did little to help him
out. As her body convulsed around his fingers, he knew he couldn’t
wait any longer.
His boxers disappeared and he settled his large body between
her widespread thighs. Fingers coated with her desire moved from her
thighs to his mouth and he sucked them clean, never allowing her gaze
to drop from his. “I want you, Lex.”
One of her hands clutched his side as the other one, instead of
grabbing his wound, wrapped around his large penis and ran a finger
over the large, wet head of it. “Please, Scott, don’t make me wait any
longer.”
He groaned at her words. As he removed her hand and placed
himself at the opening of her womanhood, he hesitated.
Don’t be an
animal, Scott.
She whimpered and lifted her hips in invitation. “Scott,” she
pled.
“What about protection?” He wasn’t wearing condom.
“I’m on the Pill,” she ground out as her legs slid around his
waist encouraging him to enter.
That was all he needed to hear. With one fast stroke he was
completely sheathed inside her velvet warmth. At her sharp intake of
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breath, he stopped to allow them both to get used to the feeling. He was
in heaven; she felt so good around him.
Alexis’s eyes rolled back. It felt like every part of her body
stretched to accommodate his thick length.
As her eyes fluttered open to meet his tender gaze, Scott began
to move within her. His hips delivered his thick erection slowly in and
out of her, steady strokes that left them both wanting something more.
The pace was erotically slow. He slid almost all the way out of
her body, then met her eyes and held them as his length slipped all the
way back in until he was absolutely encased by her heat.
“Scott,” her tormented whisper reached him.
“Yes, my love, what is it?” In and out he stroked as beads of
sweat formed on his head from trying not to lose control.
Her body was so close to finding the release she so desperately
wanted to claim. “Please,” she begged.
Bracing his hands on either side of her head, he sucked in her
earlobe and began to increase the speed and intensity of each stroke he
delivered. Latching her legs around his waist, Alexis’s hands had
formed claws and were digging into his shoulder blades.
Scott plunged harder, faster, and deeper. Her pants changed to
moans and then into screams as he pounded into her willing body.
“Come for me,” he ordered as his hips drilled his thick cock deep into
her.
She did. Her back arched as her hips met his thrust sending him
deeper yet. As her internal muscles clamped down around him Scott
couldn’t hold himself back and with one last plunge he came inside her
as he shouted his release to the cabin.
Limbs shaking, he collapsed next to her. Their bodies were cov-
ered with sweat and eagerly absorbed the cool air that was coming in
from the open bedroom window. Scott tucked her into his body before
his eyes closed and he just enjoyed the feeling of completion, oneness,
contentment, and fulfillment. “Are you okay?” The heavy timbre of his
voice broke the silence.
“Fine, just fine.” She snuggled up closer to his amazing body.
“And you?”
“I feel like I just ran about ten clicks with a full pack on, but
good other than that.”
Rolling one eye towards him, Alexis grumbled. “Well, if being in
bed with me can be likened to one of your workouts, maybe I should
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just leave.” She made like she was getting up only to find his embrace
had turned to steel.
“My heart is just pounding that hard. Trust me, I would rather
have this kind of workout any day.” His lips spoke against her head. “I
mean that as a compliment.”
“Some compliment.”
“What you would rather I tell you? That I have never felt like
this before with anyone?” His fingers teased the skin on her arms.
She shrugged, trying to act unaffected. “Only tell me the truth.”
His tone grew serious. “Alexis, I have never felt like this before
with anyone. My heart feels like it is about to poke a hole in my chest, it
is pounding so hard. I am having a hard time breathing and at the same
time, I feel like all is right with the world.” One hand moved her face to
meet his. “I am holding the woman I have been dreaming about for the
past two years in my arms, and I am experiencing a feeling I have never
felt before.”
Her eyes narrowed briefly before he continued. “I want this for-
ever. I want you to be in my life from now until the day we die. I have
never been in love before so I am new at this feeling—regardless of that,
I know I love you. I love you, Lex.” His eyes echoed the sincerity of his
words.
Tiger eyes widened but she remained silent as his hand settled
over her mouth. “Let me finish. I know you will try to pass this off as
me being in the moment. It’s not. I love you, Alexis. I am praying that
your Pill won’t work and this night,
our night
of lovemaking, will result
in a child.” He shook his head. “Please, don’t say anything. I have
something else in mind.” Scott replaced his hand over her mouth with
his lips.
A few hours later, the lovers were sound asleep on the messy
bed, sheets torn from the mattress and the comforter was on the floor
somewhere. Both bodies were devoid of clothing and even as they lay
in silent slumber, his large hand rested possessively on her belly. Or
was it resting there in hopes that a future generation had defied her
precaution and taken root?
Her legs were burning but Alexis kept pounding away. She in-
haled each and every painful breath gratefully. Her ponytail bounced
with each stride she took as her legs pumped up and down, taking her
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along the beach.
He said he loved you, girl! What are you doing out here?
You should be in bed with him!
“I don’t know what makes him think he loves me,” she panted
as she jogged on.
Can’t run forever, girl.
“The hell I can’t. I should be
going back; maybe it was a sleep deprivation thing.”
You know that ain’t
even true. He told you he loved you!
“Maybe it was a slip of the tongue.” She turned around to head
back up the beach when her mind jumped back in the conversation.
You
know what his tongue is like, and that was no slip.
“He doesn’t know me
well enough,” she argued with herself.
Seems to me that last night he got
to know the bit of you he hadn’t known yet.
She tried ignoring the running inner-commentary her brain was
inopportunely providing, focusing on her jog while talking herself