A finger ran through the soft fur of herwomanhood. He gave a gentle tug before slipping his finger into herfolds. “Wet already, Alex?”
Alexandra arched against his hand.“Sutton.” His name stammered from her lips.
“Shush, sweetheart. I’ll take careof you.” He pressed feather-light kisses from her breasts to her stomach,nipping the tender flesh as she writhed beneath him. His fingers foundthe nub of flesh. Stroking it, he softly he inserted a finger.
Alexandra moaned.
Another finger was inserted, stretchingher carefully. More moisture seeped from between the folds of hersex. She ached for him to bring her to that precipice, as he had the dayat the Royal Exhibition. He was preparing her to accept….
“Sutton.” She panted, as hecontinued his ministrations. Her nerves flamed sensation across her body.“You must stop. We must discuss -” She mewled as his finger flicked hernub. “No matter how well you prepare me, I fear that….that….will notfit!”
Sutton laughed, the sound deep anderotic.
“You mean mycock?” Hisfingers wiggled inside her. He pushed in a third finger and she groaned.
“Yes.” Alexandra was being slowlytortured. And she enjoyed it. “I realize that this is probably notthe best time to tell you that it is too large, but I am sure –“
“Alex, don’t be frightened.” Shefelt the touch of his tongue on the sensitive nub and she nearly jolted off themattress. “It will only hurt once, a pinch sweetheart. It cannot beavoided. But, your body will take mine in. I promise.” Hemoved his mouth again.
Alexandra twisted, seeking to pushherself more fully into his mouth.Dear God! She would die fromthis.She stiffened suddenly, as he slowly sucked the nub into hismouth. Alexandra cried out. The intensity of her response shookthrough her. She grabbed at the bedclothes and moaned hisname.
As tremors shook her body, Sutton movedover her. His chest rubbed against the nipples of her breasts, the tinyhairs lacing her body with tendrils of sensation. He positioned himselfabove her, the tip of his manhood positioned at her entrance.
Irrational fear lanced through her.She tried to push him away. Her legs clamped shut.
“It’s all right. Be still.” He leanedover her, one hand cupped her face, the other, she felt slide to grasp herbottom firmly, forcing her to part for him. His eyes searched her face,looked into her soul.
She calmed. There was a strangeglint in the green gaze, one she didn’t recognize, but it calmed her. Hiseyelashes fluttered down. He rubbed his nose against hers. Sherelaxed.
“Alex.” He thrust forward, imbeddinghimself in her.
Alexandra bucked, shocked at the pain oftheir joining. A pinch! She felt the wetness of tears in the cornerof her eyes.
Sutton’s eyes stayed shut. Hedidn’t move. He barely took a breath. The muscles in his arms weretight and strained as he held himself back.
Her body slowly stretched to accepthim. The pain still lingered, but a feeling of fullness slowly replacedit.
“I – I told you it wouldn’tfit. Arrogant, vain, peacock,” she whispered.
His eyes fluttered open and he gave her apained smile. Then he shifted. Pulled back, and thrust again,sliding deeper and deeper.
Alexandra stroked his face and herfingers ran over his lips. “Sutton.” The ache between her legsreturned. She lifted her body to try to match his movements.
Sutton moved, circling his hips, puttingpressure on her mound and the tiny nub that gave her so much pleasure.
Her breath caught in her throat.
Each thrust brought him in contact withthe sensitive flesh of her womanhood. The intense, pleasurable achestarted to build again.
Sutton thrust harder. He nipped herneck. Licked at the nipples of her breasts. He whispered dark,sexual words in her ears as he rocked his hips against her.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
Alexandra complied and felt Sutton’sflesh sink deeper into her own. Her entire body was on fire, every nervestanding at attention, begging for release.
“Lift your hips, Badger.” Hepressed against the most sensitive spot. “I want to feel you come whileI’m inside you.”
An agonizing ache built within her.She felt herself stretch, like the taut string of a violin just before itbreaks. The dragon moved beneath the palms of her hands, breathing fireon her fingers, as Sutton coaxed her into a rhythm to match his own. Shegrasped, hanging onto his shoulders as if she were going over a precipice,clinging to him as her body broke into a million pleasurable pieces.
