CHAPTER 50: I'm the alpha now...

Celeste
I feel Randol getting excited and trying to take control. No way. You almost drove me crazy the last time. This time it's my turn. I put my hands on the bottom hem of his shirt. I pull it up over his head, and before he can put his hands back on me, I grab them and pin them to the back of his head. He groans deeply. I bend down and run my tongue down his chest to one of his nipples, all while moving to kneel between his legs. I suck the nipple lightly, as I press my breast against his stomach. "Ah, fuck, Celeste." He starts to move his hands off his head, and I push them back up. Another groan escapes him, and I feel his solid - length rock against my stomach.
"Sit still or I'm going to have to put my clothes on." His body goes rigid as I continue to lick and kiss down his body, until I lick over his hip bone. His whole body jumps and shakes. I smile and look up at him. His face is twisted into a look of desire and impatience. I grab onto the waistband of his gym shorts and boxers and pull them off altogether. God. This thing is beautiful and it's mine. I purposely trail my nipple over it as I sit up to address him. His eyes closed, and his head goes backward. "Randol, tell me what you want."
He hesitates. "Whatever you want to give me." His eyes fall to my mouth, and I lick my lips before speaking again.
"If you don't tell me what you're thinking about, I can't give it to you."
"The only thing I can think about right now is how your mouth looks around my dick." He's breathing heavy now. I plaster a sexy smile on my face, and lick my lips again. As soon as I wrap my hand around the base, I can hear him let out a shaky breath. I lower my mouth to the shaft, but I just lightly run my tongue around its mushroom - shaped tip. He moves his hips, but stops. I lick up the back of the shaft next. God. He's long, and thick. I think I want to taste him more than he wants me to. My mouth slides over the head and back up, and he is losing his mind. I can't wait anymore. I'm moving my hand up and down, and then I take him into my mouth, all the way down to my hand. With slight suction, I work up and down, my tongue massaging up the back of his length. While I'm throat deep, I look up at him and meet his eyes. I think this was his tipping point. "Fuck, I can't take it, Celeste. Please. I need to be inside you right now." My core is pulsing right now. I need him too. My suction is just a little bit harder as I pick my face up.
Climbing back up into his lap, I settle down, pressed right against his dick. I kiss him hard, and whisper into his mouth. "Touch me." His hands fly to my body, and it feels amazing. He touches every sensitive spot I have. He wraps his arms around me and lifts me up. He sets me down slowly, and when he does I feel the stretch of him entering me. We both groan in pleasure. He's so slow. So gentle. Finally, I'm fully seated. Such a good pain.
"Oh, fuck. You feel amazing, Celeste. You are so wet."
"You made me that way." I start rotating my hips, and rocking into him. "Ah!" I feel like there is electricity running through my body. He grabs my hips and grinds up into me. I can barely breathe, no chance I could speak. I meet him stroke for stroke as I feel a tidal wave of pleasure building inside me.
"Come for me, Celeste. Come."
"Oh my god." I look into his eyes. "I want you to come with me, Randol. I want to feel it."
"Oh Jesus. I'm going to come." He speeds up, and my vision blurs. In just a matter of seconds my head falls back and a scream comes from my throat. He pulls me down one final time, even harder, as he calls my name. His dick is pulsing inside me even though we aren't moving. If I hadn't already come, that would definitely do the job. I collapse onto his chest and he wraps me in his arms. "Wow. That was incredible."
"Yes, it was. So much for my shower. I'm covered in sweat now."
"And you look sexy as hell like that too."
"Hahah. I better go take another one." I try to get up, but he holds me in place.
He lifts my face to his and kisses me, restarting the spark in my stomach. "I need a shower now too. I'm coming with you this time." An evil grin plays on his lips.
Sigh. "If you must." I fake annoyance, which only makes him laugh. He picks me up and carries me to the bathroom, still wrapped around his waist. He turns on the shower while he holds me up against the wall, smiling up at me. He rubs his thumb over my nipple while lowering me to the floor. I inhale sharply. There is something about this man. I have just had one of the most intense orgasms of my life, and I already want more. I thought I was sated, but apparently, I was wrong. Every look he gives me, every time he touches me, and his kiss, oh my God, his kiss. It all makes heat pool between my thighs. "Didn't you get into the shower to wash yourself?"
"I will. When I've had enough." He seals my mouth with his before I can even respond. That's how I spend my entire first night in New York. All night long, we enjoy each other, over and over again, until dawn. The best part, though, is falling asleep in the arms of the man I love.