Attainment (The Temptation Series) by K.M. Golland Read Free Book Online

indicating that she not
wipe her face, I bring her hand to my lips, pressing a soft kiss on her wrist.
She smells like flowers and musk, and her skin delicately caresses my face as I
drag my cheek and lips across it.
    As I softly place each kiss up the inside of her
arm—gradually making my way to my destination—her breathing becomes rapid, her
chest rising and falling in short bursts. I can’t help but notice her eyelids
flutter with each press of my lips, together with the subtle shade of pink
forming across both of her cheeks.  
    Smiling the fulfilment of a man who knows how to satisfy his
woman, I let go of her hand as my mouth reaches her neck, nibbling and sucking
her most sensitive spots.
    “You are so good at that,” she praises me as she sucks in a
ragged breath.
    “Hunny, I’m fucking good at a lot of things,” I mumble into
her skin.
    Threading her hands into my hair, she grips it tightly.
“Don’t I know it.”
    Alexis tugs my head mildly, yet with enough assertiveness to
send a searing jolt of wicked excitement right through me and down to my
twitching cock. A cock which is aware of its pending duty to stiffen and take
form, rubbing the satin of my boxer shorts and hardening against my denim
jeans. The newly confined space in my pants gives me the increasing urge to
unleash my erection and slide it into her warm wet pussy.
    I know she’s wet; it never takes me long to have her drenched
with arousal. Fuck!
    “Alexis,” I growl, as I push my hips against her and raise
my lips to the corner of her mouth. With a quick glide of my tongue, I remove
the sauce I deliberately planted there. She doesn’t allow me long to linger at
that spot, seizing my mouth with her own in an aggressive yet passionate
attack. We taste each other, suck each other, lick each other, and moan one
another’s name.
    Alexis reaches between us and undoes my fly, the sound of
the zipper’s release assisting my already hardened state. She yanks down my
jeans and boxer shorts in one swift move, allowing my cock to spring free with
relief, only to be surrounded once again, yet this time by warm and possessive
hands. Frenzied and visibly hankering, she grips my shaft and then slowly
glides both hands up it as though she is praying to God for the privilege.
Little does she know the privilege is all mine.
     “Hunny, I fucking love it when you stroke me like that,” I
groan into her mouth before licking her bottom lip teasingly.
    She runs her tongue over the spot I have just tasted and
pulls away slightly. “What else do you fucking love me doing to your cock?” she
asks, wicked intentions blaring from her.
    Alexis is my angel, the most pure light in my life. Yet when
I stir the sexual desire within her, the sinful, carnal, and unashamed amatory
devil emerges. I have the best of both worlds and I fucking love it.
    “Well?” she asks, her voice saturated in innocence.
    The sensation her hands are applying to my cock renders me
speechless momentarily, as if she has cast a spell of lip paralysing pleasure. 
I try to respond, but then she sticks her pointer finger in my mouth and caresses
my tongue before taking it back out again. I watch eagerly as she reaches back
down between us and swirls the now moist digit over the top of my crown. Jesus
fucking Christ! “Tell me, Bryce. Do you like it when I make it wet? Kiss
it? Lick it? And suck it?” she asks, the intent behind her eyes uncamouflaged by
her innocent grin.
    “Yes,” I hiss, leaning back against the counter.
    Alexis goes to kneel in front of me, and as much as I find
it incredibly sexy seeing her on her knees, I can’t find it within myself to
let her kneel on the floor in her current condition.
    I gently stop her by placing my hands on her shoulders.
“Wait!”
    “What? What’s wrong?”
    “I can’t have you kneeling on the floor, my love,” I inform
her, as I sweep a loose tendril of hair away from her face.
    Hoisting myself up on the bench top, I provide a