move,
don’t touch.” Alec reached behind her and lowered the top of her halter dress
then groaned out loud when he bared her breasts and saw her pierced nipples. “I
swear to God, Brooke, you’re going to be the death of me.”
“Does that mean you’ll die happy?” she
gasped as he took her left nipple in his mouth, sucking hard then tugging on
the gold hoop before moving to her right one and bestowing the same attention
on it.
“Mmm, definitely.” Alec reluctantly left
those enticing peaks and kissed his way down her waist, taking her dress with
him until he was kneeling in front of her bare pussy. Unfortunately, it was
just dark enough that he could barely see the enticing shape of her folds, but
that didn’t stop him from smelling her arousal. “You want me,” he stated before
taking a long slow lick up her slit.
“A little hard to argue that fact with your
face right in front of me,” she whispered, barely able to reply as the
slow sweep of his tongue had her hands
fisting and her head leaning back as she closed her eyes and gave herself over
to the pleasure of having him on his knees for her.
“True,” Alec acknowledged before lifting
her right leg over his shoulder, spreading those soft, plump folds and diving
in for payback.
“Oh, God,” Brooke moaned as his tongue
snaked up inside her only to be joined by two hard fingers. He wasted no time
working her into an orgasmic frenzy as his mouth, tongue and fingers worked her
pussy. His fingers filled her, caressed her intimately inside her vagina as if
he was memorizing every inch of her, while his tongue laved her clit over and
over until she was bucking against his mouth and her hands were clutching his
head, completely forgetting his order about no touching.
She whimpered as the pleasure consumed her,
cried out as it exploded and enveloped her and practically wept when he started
all over again. He left no inch of her pussy untouched, inside and out. His
lips kissed and sucked at her flesh, his teeth nibbled her folds, his fingers
plundered her depths and stroked her clenching walls and his tongue delved and
stroked repeatedly until he latched onto her clit and with a strong suction on
that tortured bud that had her screaming in renewed pleasure.
Alec brought her down slowly and smiled
against her saturated flesh when she tightened around his fingers, protesting
their departure. He licked her come from her sheath, her folds and her thighs
as he softly caressed her flesh. Kissing her mound, he rose slowly to his feet,
shucked his pants since there was no way to zip them over his raging erection,
and lifted her into his arms. When she laid her head on his shoulder, he said,
“Time for that punishment I’ve been promising you, sugar. I can still feel your
tight grip on my hair after I specifically said no touching.” Not that he
minded those little pinpricks, he thought as she laughed without remorse. In
fact, he couldn’t wait to feel her nails digging into him again as he
contemplated all the ways he intended to make her come.
Chapter Two
Will turned all the lights off as he and
Ralph made their way to his suite of rooms off the kitchen. The house was quiet
now, Gabe and Kira off on their honeymoon, their guests escorted back to the resort for the night and, from the
last he had seen of them, Alec and Brooke were happily entertaining each other.
He had watched their song and dance routine with indulgence all evening and a
pang of envy. He would have taken Patty and Doug up on their offer to return to
their bungalow with them and spent the night much like Alec was, but seeing the
happiness glowing on Kira’s sweet face reminded him of another woman, a very
young, very innocent woman whose happiness over gaining her freedom through her
marriage was short lived. A woman whose
death he was responsible for, a woman who, at times when he was
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