Dare to Desire (Dare to Love #2)(22)
Author: Carly Phillips

“You feel so good. Hot and slick.” He shifted his hips, and she sighed in pure delight. “I want you to come again, and this time, scream my name.”

She arched up, pulling him impossibly deeper. “Hurry, please.”

His dark gaze locked on hers. “My pleasure,” he muttered and began to plunge into her with all the need and desire pounding through her veins.

“Yes, yes,” she moaned in time with his thrusts. In and out, he urged her toward nirvana. Every shift and undulation of their hips brought her higher.

Their bodies, slick and overheated, came together hard. He kissed her, his tongue mimicking the act of their bodies as he devoured her everywhere. With each determined plunge in, his pelvis ground against her sex, taking her ever up, higher and closer to climax.

“Oh, Alex.” She extended his name on a low shuddering moan.

“Yes, Angel. You’re almost there.”

“I am.” Her entire being trembled with the relentless friction of their bodies. She grabbed his shoulders, digging her nails in deep and arching her lower half upward.

He picked up his rhythm, and the second he moved again, the tremors started in earnest. “Alex, yes, yes, yes!” she cried out as her world exploded, and he came inside her, long hot spurts she felt everywhere.

He collapsed on top of her, his breathing ragged, his big body warm and heavy. The reality of what she’d done quickly washed over her, but she couldn’t regret something so wonderful. So instead, she let herself enjoy the great sex, the phenomenal orgasms, and the man who’d given them to her.

She let out a satisfied sigh.

Alex propped himself up on one arm and stared into her eyes, unnerving her with the intensity. But after what they’d shared, she felt the same way.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Never better,” she said. “That was amazing.”

His sexy grin said he agreed.

“So when can we do it again?” Just looking at him and she wanted to climb back into his arms.

“First things first.” He cleared his throat. “We didn’t use protection. I should have grabbed a condom but—”

She blew out a long breath. “I’m still on the pill.” But they’d been careless, and she knew it.

He let out a relieved breath. “Okay. And I haven’t been with anyone since you.”

Which, if she believed him, meant he was serious about her. She shook off the thought, unwilling to go there. This was fun, and she intended to enjoy it. As many times as she could.

“You’re quiet.”

“Just thinking.”

“I’m serious. I told you I’ve changed. That hit to the head was an eye opener.” He cupped her jaw in his hand. “Not to mention, I couldn’t get you out of my head.”

She swallowed hard, his words obviously getting to her. “Really?”

He leaned in close and brushed his lips over hers. “Yeah. Now do you still want to do it again?”

She laughed and crawled on top of him, straddling him with her naked body. No small talk, just enjoyment.

That she could handle.

He gripped her ass and grinned. “Condoms in the drawer. Grab one and ride me,” he said, his eyes dark with desire.

She found protection and took her time sheathing him, covering his silken erection with the condom before she straddled him, lowering herself inch by long, thick inch. Then she did as he instructed and began to move.

Alex had to force his eyes open, to watch the expressions on Madison’s face and not concentrate solely on her slick walls enclosing him in heat. Better than he remembered. He now knew why he hadn’t been able to bring himself to call any other woman. Nobody had ever felt like this. And now that he wasn’t fighting the feelings, sensation and something more overwhelmed him.

It took everything in him to remain in place, not flip her over and take her hard and fast this time. But she was milking his c**k and, from the sublime look on her face, enjoying every minute. She looked gorgeous astride him, head tilted, lips parted, her hair falling down her back.

He gripped her thighs, and she moaned, raising her head, meeting his gaze, her pupils dilated.

“Flip us?” she asked.

He grinned. “Gladly.”

He pulled out of her and stood, sliding her to the edge of the bed. “Umm, not sure this is what I had in mind,” she said in a husky voice.

“I want to be deeper in that hot pu**y, Angel.” He raised her legs over his shoulders, and her eyes opened wide.

Before she could react, he thrust back inside her only to pull out again.

She groaned, and he laughed, tunneling back in slowly, making her squirm and arch her hips in an attempt to pull him all the way. “I’m going to make you pay for this, you know.”

“I certainly hope so.”

She narrowed her gaze, and he took her completely, thrusting deep and hard, so his balls slapped against her ass and his eyes rolled back in his head. Then it was too late to tease her any more because his body demanded release.

Short strokes followed longer ones. Madison panted and moaned, clasping her tight sheath around his c**k with every thrust and grind of his hips. He slipped his hand between them, pressing hard on her clit, and as her tremors began, he let himself go, losing himself inside her.

Long after Madison left, he lay awake, running the night over in his head. One thing was clear. This woman owned him, and she had no damned clue.

* * *

Another week of work almost over, Madison thought. Another week of nonstop attention from Alex. He picked up coffee, brought her lunch, walked her to her car, and basically acted like the most attentive man ever. Her new relationship with him helped her put the situation with her foster brother out of her mind until her next meeting with the lawyer and the upcoming hearing.

In the meantime, work also kept her busy.

She glanced over at Alex. Feet propped up on his desk, he hung up the phone as his gaze landed on hers. And darkened. “What’s up, Angel?”

“I’m leaving for the meeting with the head of the PR team Ian recommended. Are you sure you don’t want to join me?” she asked.

“I’ll leave PR to you. I’m meeting my sister for dinner. Are you sure you don’t want to cancel your plans and come along?”

She laughed. “Work, Alex. Work has to come first.”

“You know what they say about all work and no play,” he said in an attempt to tease her.

She rolled her eyes as she grabbed her purse from her drawer. “You play plenty.” He’d talked her into letting him stay over at her place, which meant they’d played last night and again in the shower this morning.