“I’m glad to hear that.”
Her finger tapped against my chest. “Do you want to sleep now?”
“No. That’s not what I had in mind.”
“It isn’t?” From her tone, I could tell she was fucking with me.
“Just as soon as I’ve recovered, I plan on putting you on your knees and taking you from behind.”
“That sounds nice, I guess.”
I cocked my brows at her. “Nice?”
With a shrug, she replied, “Yeah, you know, you’ve done doggy style once, you’ve done it a million times.”
“Oh, that’s it. You’re in trouble now.” She gave a shriek when I rolled her onto her back. We came apart as I began to tickle her sides, making her giggle to the point where she lost her breath.
“No … Deacon,” she pleaded.
“Say you’re sorry.”
“Sorry,” came her panted reply.
“Say ‘no man will ever fuck me like you do, Deacon,’” I commanded.
Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath to repeat such a long sentence. “No man will ever fuck me like you do, Deacon.”
With a grin, I said, “Damn straight. And that’s because I’m a fucking sex god.”
She shook her head. “No. It’s because you love me.”
My amusement faded slightly at her words. “You think just because you bring up love that I’ll go easy on you, huh?”
“I hope you don’t.”
Sliding the condom off my dick, I tossed it in the trash can beside the bed. “You don’t, huh?”
“I really don’t.”
“If you say so.” I jerked my chin at her. “Get on your knees for me.”
Slowly, she twisted over onto her stomach. Placing her hands on the mattress, she then shifted up onto her knees, swaying her ass provocatively at me. “Like this?”
“Fuck yeah. Just like that.”
After sliding another condom on, I gripped her cheeks in my hands, spreading her apart. Just when she thought I was going to move forward and thrust into her, I bent over and flicked my tongue against her clit. “Deacon!” she cried, pushing herself back against me. With long swipes of my tongue, I began to eat her pussy. When my tongue wasn’t enough, I brought my entire mouth against her, sucking her clit. She came, crying out my name, her fingers twisting into the sheets.
I didn’t wait a second to pull away and then thrust into her. Gripping her hips, I kept up a relentless pace. Our skin slapping together echoed through the room along with my grunts and her pants. Leaning over her back, I whispered into her ear, “Next time I take you like this, I’m going to put my cock into your ass.”
When she stiffened, I knew I had hit uncharted territory with her. “Would you let me do that, Alex? Would you let me take your tight ass?” I sent a stinging slap across one of her cheeks.
Without a moment’s hesitation, she cried, “Yes, Deacon! Yes, I would.”
“Damn, baby,” I muttered, slamming harder and harder into her. Alex’s head bowed down to where her face rested on the mattress. Her cries and whimpers of pleasure became my undoing. Knowing I was close, I slid my hand between us to rub her clit. She buried her face in the mattress and screamed as she came. I slammed into her two or three more times before I groaned and spilled myself inside her.
I slowly withdrew from her before sliding the condom off. Alex remained on her stomach, unmoving. “Did I wear you out?” I asked as I placed delicate kisses across her back.
“I really do want to sleep now,” she said drowsily.
I chuckled. “I know, baby. I’m wiped out, too.”
I pulled the sheet from under her body, then climbed in beside her. At the feel of me, she rolled over to snuggle against my chest. It might’ve been only ten o’clock, but I happily fell asleep beside the woman I’d thoroughly fucked and who I thoroughly loved.
Kim had been so right about my playing poker to get Deacon’s attention. Once we were together for the first time, he couldn’t keep his hands off me. I had yet to sleep at my house since the attack, so the fact I was at his house every day and night left him plenty of time to touch me. And I sure as hell was enjoying every minute of it.
I went about my days in a lust haze. Morning sex with Deacon kept me thinking about him all day. He would usually show me how much he had been thinking about me, too, when he’d find a way to get in a quickie between Willow’s lessons and dinner. After we tucked Willow in and did her story time, we would sometimes retire to his bedroom early. I’m sure Beth knew exactly what was going on, but she never said anything or gave us disapproving looks.
On this Sunday morning, I had once again woken up to be worshipped by Deacon. Three orgasms for me and one for him later, we lay tangled together in the bed.
“Listen, it’s just going to be you getting Willow in bed tonight,” he said after a long silence.
“Where are you going?”
“Out.”
My brows shot up in surprise. “Excuse me?”
His eyes narrowed slightly. “Fine. If you must know, it’s auditions down at the Lounge. As a stakeholder in the club, I have to be there to vote.”
I snorted contemptuously as I worked to untangle myself from him. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“I’m not.”
Crossing my arms over my chest, I huffed, “Let me get this straight. You’re telling me you’re going to be auditioning strippers tonight, and I’m just expected to say, ‘Have fun, honey’?”