Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

His brows raised when I pulled him into the room and shut the door behind us.

Elliot was still breathless from our make-out session, but he took in the room around him, checking out the bedding, the dressers, and the vanity on the far side of the room. He admired the artwork on the walls and a couple of my easels on the other side of the room that I've been working on since I've been here.

It hasn't been easy painting without a studio, but it was doable.

While he took in the entire room, I got busy stripping off all my clothes, including my bra and panties. I waited, standing behind him, until he finally turned to face me, taking notice of my nakedness.

His eyes immediately darkened as lust consumed him.

"Now, Alpha. I feel you might be overly dressed," I teased, stepping towards him.

He let out al ow growl as he grabbed me by the hips and pulled flesh against him. I giggled as he brought his lips to mine and concurred my mouth with his. He sucked and nibbled on my tongue, bringing it deep into his mouth as he brought his deep into mine. He sucked on my lips until they were nice and swollen, then he pushed me onto the bed, so I was lying on my back and completely exposed to him.

He didn't waste much more time; he kissed my inner thighs, nipping and sucking every corner he could before he completely devoured my center. I gasped as my desires spilled from me; I dug my nails into the bed sheets and panted out his name. My legs were quivering with pleasure as he teased and sucked on my clit. He nibbled the little nub making me explode all over him.

He brought his lips back to mine so I could taste myself on him and I couldn't help but deepen the kiss. I ran my fingers down his body, wanting to strip him of all his clothes. He must have read my mind because soon, he was pulling his shirt over his head and then stripping himself of his jeans and boxers, flinging his erection free.

I licked my lips as I trailed my fingers down his incredible body. I wanted to make him feel as good just as he made me feel good.

I pushed him slightly so he could lay on his back. He put his hands behind his head and watched me as I kissed down his body. I made sure my eyes were locked on his because I knew he liked eye contact when I did stuff like this. Just when I was about to put him in my mouth, he stopped me.

"No," he said, cupping my face with his hands. "Ride me."

I raised my brows.

"I want you to get your pleasure," he further explained. "Tonight is about you."

My heart was touched by the sentiment, but also knew that he would be getting just as much pleasure from me if I rode him anyway. I straddled his waist, and he watched me with a hungry gaze in his eyes. I positioned him at my entrance before I slowly sunk down onto him.

I moaned in pleasure as I threw my head back, feeling him deep inside me. I kept going until he was buried inside of me all the way. He moaned as he jerked his hips, making me

take him even deeper if that wet

possible, and hitting such a sweet spot that made my legs tingle with pleasure. He gripped my hips, holding me in place for a moment and when I thought I couldn't handle anymore, he lifted me off him and

then released me, making me slam

back down onto him.

I moaned with pleasure as I lifted my hips and lowered them again. Once I found my rhythm, he jerked his hips, matching my rhythm. As I rode him, he played with my breasts and touched every part of my body that he could.

I could feel him swelling and twitching inside of me and I knew he was close. A pressure built at my core and I could feel the walls of my center forming and squeezing around his manhood. I knew I was close as well.

"That's it, baby," he gasped as we both quickened our paces. "Keep going. Just like that."

"Oh, Elliot!" I gasped, feeling on the edge like I was about to explode at any second.

He reached between our joined legs, and I felt his fingers pinch my clit gently; that was all that it took for me to come undone on top of him. I let out a cry of satisfaction as

found my release. A couple of

k

thrusts later he was joining me over

the hill.

I fell on top of him, both of us gasping for breath.

He held me in his arms, kissing the top of my head and I could feel his exhaustion because it matched my own.

"Thank you..." he whispered sleepily.

"For what?" I asked in return.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"For giving me a chance," he replied. I snuggled closer to him, not wanting to let him go. "I love you, Silver."

I loved him too, but those words terrified me.