Looking for Trouble. Victoria Dahl

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СКАЧАТЬ Alex slipped his fingers back to her clit and stroked her there.

      Her mouth broke free then as she threw back her head with a gasp, but he couldn’t stop thinking of the way she’d sucked at his tongue. Like that was part of her need, part of what she wanted. A girl like her deserved everything.

      He kept stroking her clit, listening to her breath grow rougher and faster, and he slid his other hand up her shoulder, up her neck, then spread his fingers over her jaw. Her neck arched higher, as she stretched under his touch. Her mouth was still red, lipstick perfect. He imagined that she bought lipstick with staying power just so she could look like this while she fucked.

      Alex slid his thumb between her parted lips, into her heat, and she sucked.

      The sensation punched him in the gut and made his desperate cock throb in pain.

      “Fuck,” he growled, sliding his thumb deeper as he circled her clit faster.

      She moaned and sucked harder, her hips working against his touch in tiny little thrusts, as if she couldn’t stop herself from fucking his hand.

      “That’s it,” he murmured, leaning in until his mouth was near her ear. “That’s what you like.” Her groan vibrated through the bones of his thumb and straight into his entire nervous system. Fuck, he wanted that pretty little red mouth around his cock. He wanted her moaning for him, sucking at him, trying to make him come, because that was what she fucking needed.

      The heat of her mouth slid away as she pulled back with a cry. The pain of her nails in his skin brightened as she clutched tighter. “Oh, God,” she sobbed as her hips jumped. Then her words dissolved on a sob of pleasure as he felt the spasms take her over. Her scream echoed down the river as he pressed her tighter to the railing and made her ride every wave of her orgasm.

      “Please,” she finally begged, and he stilled his hand. Her clit jumped under his fingers as she shivered one last time.

      His thumb was pressed to her bottom lip. Her mouth glistened with moisture. She was calming now, but his breath shuddered from his throat as he tried to control his need. He finally managed to ease back, slipping his hand free from her soaked panties. His fingers felt too cold without the heat of her pussy around them.

      She finally opened her eyes. “Oh,” she breathed. He was trying to grab some control, but her hands ventured up his chest and then behind his neck. She tried to pull him down. Alex shook his head.

      “Give me a second.” If he kissed her now, he’d lose it. He’d fuck her. He would fall to his knees and beg her for it, and nobody wanted that. So Alex let his head tip back and he breathed the cool night air and watched stars wink in and out of the traveling clouds.

      He could do this. He could wait. Because if he didn’t, she’d call it a good date and keep it secret and go back to her life. He knew it from how she’d said no to a ride at first, and then how she’d hidden him away in a tourist trap, and used him for a little night adventure that no one else would see.

      If they fucked, the adventure would be complete. Where was the fun in that?

      His dick protested that there’d be loads of fun in that, but he managed to ignore it.

      “Let me,” Sophie murmured, her hands sliding down now. Down his chest to his belly, then to his belt. His heart twisted so hard he thought it might have torn free of something important.

      Let me...let me touch your cock, set it free, get my pretty little hot mouth around it until I suck you dry.

      Oh, fuck.

      He stepped back with a pained laugh. She frowned in complete confusion.

      “Next time,” he said hoarsely, shaking his head at his own strained patience.

      “What next time?”

      “The next time I see you.” He knew by the way she winced that he’d been right.

      “No,” she said. “This time.” Her fingers hooked into his belt and tugged him closer. His feet took a step before he could convince his body that he really meant to say no.

      He huffed another half-tortured laugh and closed a hand over both of hers. “You’re trying to tell me there won’t be a next time, aren’t you?”

      Her gaze slipped away from him. She cleared her throat.

      Alex smiled. “And I’m telling you there will be.”

      “I can’t. You don’t understand. This isn’t...a thing. It can’t be. And you’re leaving in a few days. So...”

      “So. There’s tomorrow. Unless you have other plans.”

      She opened her mouth, but he cut her off.

      “Even if you have other plans.”

      That narrowed her eyes. He wanted to smile, but he suspected there might be a temper under those mild manners. Sophie raised her chin. “You can be as bossy as you want, but there’s no reason for me to see you again. I already got what I needed.”

      Oh, he smiled now. A wide smile full of every filthy thought he was thinking. He stepped closer again, backing her into the railing, just as she’d been earlier when she was coming.

      “Oh, Sophie,” he whispered. Her fingers tightened around his belt as he raised a hand to brush his knuckles over her jaw. “I can tell by how hard you sucked my thumb before you came that you didn’t get half of what you really need.”

      When his thumb touched her lip, her eyes fluttered closed for a brief moment as her breath whispered over him. Then she jerked her chin away and shoved him.

      Alex stepped back, but he was still smiling. “Come on, darlin’. I’ll give you a ride home.”

      “I won’t invite you in.”

      “I didn’t ask to come in.”

      She stared at him for a moment, then raised her chin and brushed past him. Alex watched her walk. Her hips swayed as enticingly as ever, but he could see she wasn’t quite steady. Next time, she’d be too weak to move. He’d make sure of it.

       CHAPTER FIVE

      “HI, DAD,” SHE called out as the screen door slammed behind her.

      “Hey, princess,” his deep voice called from the back of the ranch house.

      Sophie headed toward the bright yellow kitchen and the scent of coffee. He was there, of course, hands warming around a steaming mug and eyes on the cattle prices in the newspaper. He could get more current figures online, which she’d explained a million times. She’d even bookmarked it on his laptop for him, but he hated the computer. Which was why she was here.

      “Everything good?” she asked, leaning down to kiss his cheek.

      He patted her arm and nodded. “Things are fine.”

      She grabbed a cup of coffee and headed for the small office tucked between the kitchen СКАЧАТЬ