A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 300

AVA

Even in a million years, I didn't see that question coming. Why would he want to stop?

“You have tears in your eyes.” he responded, almost as if he could hear my thoughts. “If you don't like it, I can…”

“No.” My response came out faster than I expected. A blush followed the action, but he didn't seem to mind. “I don't want you to stop.”

“Why are you crying then?” His voice washed over me, and my cheeks heated up all the more. A part of me knew he already knew the answer, but he probably got turned on by seeing me flustered.

“I…” again, he didn't let me speak, because his hands came against my thigh. Gently, he pushed my legs wider, before pulling me closer towards him. I had no idea what he was about to do, but the moment his head dipped, I knew.

His lips found my entrance, and he licked at it. Once, twice. I writhed over the sink, but his hands held me firm. He lapped at my core like a man possessed, and my hands found their way into his hair. I tugged at it, and as he groaned against me, the vibrations sent me back to cloud nine and back.

“Argh.” My moans shot past my lips and hit the roof, but he didn't relent. He sucked at my clit, and the fact that my own arousal hit me square in the nose did something to my insides. “Please..”

“Come for me, you little slut.” Heaven knows I would have frowned had these words been used to me on a normal day. But this wasn't a regular day. It could easily be one of the best days of my life. “ride my mouth.”

I nodded, just before pressing my eyes shut. He eased into me so easily and a groan pierced through the night. He rammed into me from behind over and over again. Pain bloomed in my centre, but it didn't last long. Pleasure replaced it in an instant and I found myself clutching the side of the sink.

My arousal filled the bathroom and the sound of skin slapping against skin drowned the music coming from the house. Beads of sweat lined my forehead, as he fisted my hair in his hands. He tugged my scalp towards him, just to place a sloppy kiss against my ear and the corner of my mouth.

“You feel so good!” His voice was strained. “You feel soo fucking good.”

His other hand snaked around my body,just to find my nipple. He fondled my breasts like he owned them. My nipples were taut from his touch, but I craved more. I wanted more. His length stretched every inch of my walls and with each thrust, I could feel his cock hitting my lower belly.