Red & Blue Read Online Alexis Angel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 174749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 874(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
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I don’t even bother with unclasping your bra, I simply hook two fingers on the cup of your right breast and pull, freeing your hard nipple. I pull on it with my index finger and thumb, and your skin prickles as I do it. With both hands you grab my head, forcing me down towards your chest; I go willingly, parting my lips and taking your rosy nipple inside my mouth. It feels delicious, let me tell you. I can feel you breathing raggedly through gritted teeth as I circle your nipple with my tongue, lapping at it with the ferocity of a man that won’t be denied. Oh, trust me on that, baby… I won’t be denied.

As I keep licking you, you let go of my head and I unclasp your bra, pulling both straps down your shoulders. The moment I feel the cups on your tits loosening, I yank them out of your body harshly, throwing the bra onto the ground before lunging at you again with my open mouth. You run your hands through my hair, pulling on it with almost enough strength to hurt me, but I don’t care - I’m grabbing your breasts, taking my time with each of your nipples.

Fuck, I didn’t know that it was possible to feel this much pleasure just from sucking on your nipples. Where have you been hiding all of my life, baby? You’re so fucking delicious that I just want to taste every inch of your body.

You start to rub your hand in circles over my crotch, massaging my hard cock in a frenzy. With my free hand I untuck my dress shirt, pulling it from my pants. Letting go of my crotch, you rest both your hands on my chest and push me slightly back - I look at you with wide hungry eyes, desperate to feel every inch of your body. With a wicked grin, I push on my shirt with as much strength as I can muster, the buttons popping up with a muffled sound and scattering around on the carpeted floor. I push the crisp white shirt down my shoulders, anxious to feel your fingers on my muscles. I know you want to touch my pectorals and abs, no need to hide that from me, baby - I’m more built than any man you have ever came across, we both know it.

You run your fingertips over my pectorals, letting them fall down the hills of my washboard abs. If I was hard before, I don’t know what to say about the state I’m in right now. Your touch just makes me go fucking delirious.

Smiling, you unbuckle my belt; I know you want to take it off and lower my pants, but I give you no time for it. Before you can react I’m on you again, my mouth tightly pressed against yours. You part your legs wide, allowing me to fit my body between your thighs. I’m thrusting with my hips already, an almost unconscious desire to feel my shaft against your pussy taking control of me.

But, lucky for you, I’m a patient man.

Pulling back slightly, I reach in between your legs with one hand, taking my fingers under your skirt and up your inner thigh. I can’t help but grit my teeth the moment my fingertips touch your drenched thong. I flick my index finger at it, tracing the contour of the fabric with maddening patience. Then, without warning, I press my flat hand between your thighs; I hear you moan through gritted teeth, and the sound of it makes me close my eyes as flames of pleasure go from my hard cock to my brain.

With your hands on my lower back, you lace your legs right above the hem of my pants, trapping me in place. Your fingers slide down my back and under my pants, feeling the tight and hard curves of my ass.

As you pull me in, I flick your thong aside, brushing the tip of my index finger over your wet folds; I do it slowly in an upwards motion, and then circle back around your clitoris with the precision of a man that knows what he is doing - because, trust me, I know what I’m doing. I rest my other hand on your knee, slightly hiking up your skirt; then, with an abrupt movement, I place both my hands on your outer thighs, my fingers grabbing at your thong. I pull it down and you lift your ass up as I slide the soaking wet underwear down your legs and heels. For a moment, I think of taking your heels off, but then I decide against it - they look good enough on you for me to want to keep them on during sex.

You lean back, supporting yourself on your elbows as I grab the hem of your skirt and start pulling it out down your legs as well. You sit there on top of my desk, completely naked if it weren’t for your heels. You look so fucking perfect, and I’m aching to have my thick cock pushing through your folds and lodging itself deep inside of you… I’m so utter and completely hard that it’s starting to fucking hurt.


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