Running From Destiny (29 page)

I look up at Jackson, his emerald eyes now glowing with desire, his lids are half closed and he licks his lips like a kid in a candy store.
I guess he’s the kid and I’m the candy because he begins to slowly unwrap me. His fingers trace a tingling path over my breasts, stopping on my nipples and his fingers circle the now hardening nubs, causing my clit to throb along with my increasing heartbeat. His lips press against the sensitive area between my ear and my neck, moving slowly down my shoulder. He takes the strap of my cami between his teeth and takes it with him so that the strap hangs over my shoulder. He then repeats the motion on the other side, never taking his fingers off my now aching nipples.

He moves his hands up and brushes the straps down my arms, sending the cami to my waist, exposing my breasts.
“Your tits are amazing, I think I’ll have a taste.” And before I can protest....yeah, like I was really going to.....his lips wrap around one sensitive nipple, latching on like he’s sucking on a lollypop. He gently nibbles on one, pinching and rolling the other between his fingers. “Harder.” I breathe out, not ashamed of my demand. He satisfies that urge and his teeth graze along my areola, pulling back and off with a pop.”Yesssss.”

He takes this as an invitation and ravages the other nipple the same way, pulling and tugging and dragging his teeth along while cupping and massaging the other.
I feel a roll of thunder blow through my sex, sending my clit into spasms. “Arms up.” He says as his lips tackle my neck, planting wet kisses along my collar bone. I raise my arms and my breasts lift to where they are supposed to be anyway, and he grabs the hem of my cami, slowly raising it over my head, dropping it to the floor. I start to lower my arms, “No. Keep them up, clasp your fingers together behind your head and don’t move.”

He circles my body, rolling his eyes up and down my exposed body.
As he stands behind me, his fingers slip under my panties, softly stroking my lower back and ass. “I like these.” He says, “But I’ll like them better when they're on the floor.” And he grabs the elastic, quickly pulling them down over my ass and to my ankles, then massaging the globes of my ass.

His fingers skim up my sides and over my ribcage, reaching and grabbing my breasts while pulling my body back into his.
I can feel his arousal in the small of my back and it twitches as he fondles my tits.

Rocking his hips against my back side, my head lolls to the side and his mouth is back on me, heated breath penetrating my skin.
I step out of his arms, turning to face him. I reach for the buttons on his shirt and finger the top one, pulling it out of its mooring. Then I grab the two sides and yank, buttons fly across the room, spill to the floor and scatter across the room. Jackson softly moans his approval.

I marvel at the sight of his chest, spreading my palms across his pecs and lower my mouth to a nipple
, licking and kissing the flat rosy discs, feeling the flesh harden under my tongue. As my mouth worships his chest, my fingers attack the button and zipper of his slacks. As I lower my body down his, my lips and tongue tracing a path to the sexy patch of hair that disappears into his pants. I lower his pants as I go, his erection springing free and bouncing in my face. I lick the seam of his dick and moan as I suck in the bead of fluid that has formed at the tip.

As I get to my knees, I look up at him through my lashes but he doesn’t move.
He just stares down at me, waiting to see what I’m going to do. This is only the second time I have seen his cock face to face and I suddenly flash back to Ryan, forcing me to my knees to suck him and I pause, my body stiffening in tension. I feel his hands on my head in a calming fashion and he gently pulls his fingers through my hair, which is now a total mess.

“Alexandra, what is it?”
He asks, but I shake my head in denial.

“Nothing that can’t wait until later.”

He pulls me up and now we are face to face. “Tell me.”

“You know how to ruin a moment don’t you?” I say, turning my back and sitting back down on the sofa.

Taking a deep breath, I begin. As I tell him the story about Ryan, I feel him tense up next to me, his jaw squares off and his eyes turn black. The forcing to my knees, the smack across my face, the chubby girl comment...all of it, even the police interview.

“Shit, Ally.
Why didn’t you tell me this before?” He asks.

“
Because it doesn’t matter, most of the time anyway. That night comes back in flashes sometimes, catching me off guard. I can tamp it down most of the time, but sometimes....” I drift off as he pulls me into his arms, warming me.

“Ally, he was an asshole.
He didn’t........?” He pauses.

“No, he didn’t rape me, but if the bouncer hadn’t come to me when he did...” I shiver at the thought.

“Jesus. I’m sorry. I didn’t know, but I’m not him. You know that right? I would never hurt you and never EVER make you do something you aren’t comfortable with.”

“I know.” I say as I lower myself to my knees between his muscular thighs.
We just had a very personal conversation, naked. But I’m done talking. All I care about right now is this man and making him feel as good as he’s made me feel. I owe him this, and I can’t wait to take him into my mouth.

“Ally, you don’t have to....” But he sucks in a breath as my lips gently kiss the engorged head of his cock.

I cup his balls in my hand, running my finger on the sensitive underside and he sucks in another breath. Running my tongue along the vein that bulges and throbs, I reach the dark pink head and roll my tongue around him. I gently kiss the tip again and then lower my mouth down the stiff shaft, sucking and pulling him in. His grip tightens in my hair, but he doesn’t release me. I plunge back down on him, pulling back and leaving a wet trail that glistens in the daylight. “Jesus, Ally.”

I revel in the thrill that I am doing this to him, making him feel good and his reaction is stimulating my throbbing sex.
As I cup one hand around his shaft, stroking along with my mouth, I reach between my legs and gently stroke myself, rubbing along my tender cleft. A sudden rush of moisture coats my folds and I insert one finger, then another inside my quaking hole.

I can tell Jackson is watching, so I look up at him again and see fire in his eyes before he reaches down and pulls me up, standing me before him. “You keep that up, this will be all over before it even starts.
Sit on the couch and spread your legs, it’s my turn. And keep those baby blues on me. ” He says as he forcefully pushes me to the couch. I should be offended, even scared of his demands, but I’m not.

He stands in front of me and I peruse his sexy body from head to toe, stopping at his face and those sexy lips which are curled up in a snarl.
“What have you done to me Alexandra?” He asks as he lowers himself to his knees, pushing my legs wider as he takes in my damp sex, pressing his nose in and taking a deep breath. “Mmmm, you smell so good, Alexandra.” And he dips his tongue into my quivering flesh, taking a long hard lick straight up my slit, pressing against my clit. “So wet. Is this all for me Alexandra?” He asks and I nod, because I am so horny I can’t even talk. “Tell me Alexandra, yes or no.”

“Yes, it’s all for you.” I force out on a hard breath, watching him between my legs as he looks up at me
.

He shoves one finger, then another and strokes me as his tongue dances along my clit and I throw my head back, closing my eyes.
“Open your eyes Alexandra, watch me make you come.” He says against my pussy and I struggle to raise my head. I watch his hooded eyes as he feasts on me, stroking that sensitive area deep inside me, the place I can never find on my own, but he knows just where it is. His fingers curl up and he strokes me, rubbing with just enough pressure that my hips convulse under him, but he presses my thighs down in an attempt to keep me still.

As my body tenses, he strokes harder and latches his mouth onto my clit, sucking it into his mouth, “Oh God....I’m gonna come.....” I yell out as my back arches and I struggle to keep my eyes focused on his, but it’s too hard.
My eyes roll back into my head and I moan out his name, flashes of light and stars blink into my vision and he doesn’t let up. He keeps stroking me and sucking me until I blow up again, darkness envelopes my vision and tears spill out of my eyes, rolling down my cheek. I can’t breathe and my chest is heaving as he gently pulls his fingers out of me and lifts my body into his arms. “No, I’m too heavy. Put me down.” I say to him, be he doesn’t listen and carries me to my bedroom, gently placing me on the center of the bed.

He’s on me in a second, covering my body with his and plunges his hard cock into me on one stroke.
He slams against my flesh, the sounds of our bodies meeting filling the room. He pulls back and grabs both ankles, placing them on his shoulders giving him deeper access. We don’t speak now, just our eyes mating and our bodies becoming one. He strokes into me, pulling my body forward and grabbing my thighs, which are pressed against his torso, kissing my calf and my foot as his hips circle and grind against me.

In and out he thrusts, his groans and my moans now mingling with the wet sounds of flesh on flesh.
I should be mortified at my response to him, but I’m not. I just stare at his face, watching his eyes flash and those sexy lips curl into a smile. He slows his thrusting and lowers my legs, leaning his body over mine.

His arms go under me and he easily flips me to my stomach, pulling me back to my knees.
My ass is now in his face and I turn back to look at him as he grabs his cock, stroking himself and spreading my juices over the shaft, before lining it up and pressing it back into me. His hips are now slapping against my ass, his balls bouncing against my clit sending tingles of pleasure throughout my heated body.

I feel him pick up the speed and pressure a little, his thighs tensing and flexing against my ass as he continues his assault.
A fierce growl rolls from this throat as he bends forward, reaching around my full hips and between my legs, his other hand digging into the thick flesh of my ass. He presses against my clit as he pulls back, then thrusts back in a punishing rhythm. I feel that familiar tingle begin at my toes and travel up my legs and settling between my thighs as he slams into me one last time and stills, his hot seed spilling inside of me and I fly over the edge with him.

We collapse on to the bed in a tangle of arms, legs and sweat.
As our breathing slows, Jackson pulls my back into his front and whispers in my ear, “I love you Alexandra.” And we both fall into a deep sleep.

I wake up a while later and he is still wrapped around me, but his breathing is even and steady so I know he’s asleep.
I flash back and wonder if I imagined him telling me he loves me or if he really said it. I shake it off as something he said in the heat of the moment, surely he didn’t mean it did he?

“Quiet Alexandra.” He says softly behind me.
“You’re thinking too much again and I can hear you. This is just the beginning for us, just let it happen and quit trying to analyze every detail.”

I turn to face him and his sleepy eyes smile back at me.
“But you said you loved me. Is that true or just something you spit out without thinking?” I ask him, my fingers tracing along his jaw. His sexy green eyes blinking open, focusing on me.

“Oh, I meant it all right.
I don’t know when it happened, but it did and I refuse to let you run again. You don’t have to say it back to me now, because I know. I see it in your eyes, but you’ll tell me when you’re ready.” He says as he pulls me into his arms, rolling to his back and nestling me into the crook of his arm, his fingers tickling my scalp.

“Mine, Alexandra.
You’re mine.” He says.

“But are you mine, Jackson?”

He looks down at me smiling, brushing my hair out of my eyes. “Yes, Alexandra. I’m all yours. But no more running, because I will catch you.”