Hump Day: Alexa Riley's CLAIMED

Alexa Riley's CLAIMEDWe made it to midweek! We think a reward is in order, wouldn't you agree? A sexy excerpt from Alexa Riley's upcoming contempory romance Claimed should do the trick! The friends-to-lovers romance releases later this month, but we couldn't resist sharing a taste with our readers ...

The short hallway leads to a bathroom and my small bedroom. My place is simple, and everything is always tidy, because at this size the tiniest mess makes the place seem cluttered. I don’t like needless things lying around either. It drives me crazy keeping things I don’t need. It’s a habit I picked up after living in a home that was always in disarray and overrun. I like order. It brings focus to my busy mind. When things start to get messy, I get uneasy.

“It’s small.” He glances down at me, still rubbing my back.

“You make it seem even smaller,” I add.

Normally it’s just me. I don’t need a lot of space, but now with Jordan standing in my living room, the space is definitely tight.

His movements stop, and he tightens his hold on me. “Guess we’ll just have to cuddle.”

“You’re a cuddler?” I tease.

“I think I could be.” He leans down, taking my mouth in a soft kiss. It’s slow, but it only takes a second before it turns into something more. Jordan deepens the kiss, and I taste his flavor as his tongue touches mine. I moan, wanting more. God, I didn’t know kissing could be like this, that you could feel so connected to someone and so easily get lost.

 “God, I love when you do that.” My eyes flutter open to see him looking down at me.

I don’t want to talk. I want to kiss. I grab the back of his neck and pull his mouth back against mine, wanting that connection.

His strong arms pick me up and carry me a short distance before my back hits the mattress. I’m so far gone that even through that, I don’t break the kiss. He’s on top of me, and the heavy feel of his body on mine is making my body crave more. I know that kissing alone isn’t going to be enough.

He leans back, and my mouth goes to his neck, loving the rough stubble against my lips. It makes goose bumps spread across my skin, and I wonder what this would feel like in other places. I hear him moan my name, and the sound pushes me to do more. I love that I’m turning him on. It makes me feel sexy and powerful. It’s intoxicating to know I can give him the kind of pleasure he can give me.

“I love how you’re Miss Always In Control, but with me it’s not that way,” I hear him say as my eyes flutter open. “You make me feel like your whole world. You let everything go and fall into me.”

I touch his cheek and stare into his dark eyes. I want so much with him, and it’s all happening so fast. Every thought I have about him flies through my mind, and suddenly I’m feeling a little shy and unsure of what to do next.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he mutters, making my face heat. I don’t think anyone has ever called me that before. Cute, maybe, but never beautiful.

“Do you have any idea how long I dreamed about this moment? Having you under me? You clinging to me?

Your lips red and swollen from me?” It’s not a question, because his mouth comes back down on mine before I can answer.

His mouth leaves mine and goes to my neck, where he grazes my skin with his teeth, then soothes it with gentle licks. I let my eyes fall closed, trying to take everything in. My whole body feels like it’s ready to burst. My legs are shaking, and I feel so hot and sweaty.

“Jordan,” I moan, rolling my head to the side, wanting him everywhere.

“I got you, baby. Lie back and let me love you,” he whispers in my ear.

Cool air greets my body as he unbuttons my shirt. He runs his hands up my stomach and to my breasts, popping the center clasp of my bra and slowly pushing the fabric to the side. My breasts spill free, my hard nipples exposed to him.

I watch his intense gaze on them right as he licks his lips and leans down. He sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, making my back bow off the bed. The sensation goes straight to my clit, and I have the urge to scream. He grips my hips, locking me into place. He switches his attention to my other nipple, giving it a little bite. God, I didn’t know this could feel like this.

Just when I think I’ve had enough, he trails kisses down my stomach to the edge of my skirt. Slowly he pulls it down my legs, and I blink my eyes open to watch.

Once my skirt is gone, he stares down at my simple blue underwear. I suddenly feel really shy about my choice of panties. I don’t own anything sexy when it comes to lingerie. I always go with function instead of sexiness. I never had to worry about anyone seeing them before, but now I wish I had on a thong or some lace. Anything to make me look prettier.

I part my legs a little, and his eyes come to mine. There’s a look there I’ve never seen on his face before. I bite my lip, watching him. It’s then I realize I’m almost naked and he still has on all his clothes.

“Take your shirt off,” I blurt out, wanting to see him, too.

In one fluid motion, he grabs the back of his shirt with one hand, pulling it from his body and tossing it away.

My eyes run over him, and I moan in appreciation. I didn’t think Jordan could get any hotter, but I was wrong. He might spend most of his day sitting behind a computer, but it’s clear as day he hits the gym as well. Hard. His slacks hang low on his hips, and I see a trail of dark hair running down to his— My thoughts stutter when I see the outline of a very big erection.

“Eyes,” I hear him say, and I look back up to his face. “That’s not coming out tonight.”

He gives me a cocky smirk that I’ve never seen before, and a small dimple shows in his cheek.

“Why—” My question is interrupted when he reaches for my underwear and rips them from my body like some sort of Viking. I audibly gasp as he tosses them aside like he just conquered a new land. “Wow, that was so hot. I didn’t know that was a real thing.”

The smirk on his face turns to a full-blown smile now. I didn’t think men could really rip underwear off of a woman.

“Show me,” he says, his eyes on my thighs.

It’s clear what he wants me to show him, so I slowly part my legs. But it’s not fast enough for his liking, so he grabs them and pushes them open. His need is turning me on even more. He’s so close to the edge he can’t even wait for me to give him what he wants.

He stares at my pussy, and I don’t know how long we stay like that. My desire is skyrocketing with every breath, and I can feel myself start to throb. I want him to do something. Anything.

“Jordan.” His name comes out as a cross between a cry and a moan. My hips rise off the bed, trying to get closer to him, trying to entice him into a reaction.

His eyes are darker than I have ever seen them before. He releases my thighs, and he slides his fingers through my sex. I arch, wanting more, but he grabs my hips once again, holding me in place.

I moan his name again, trying to move, but he has me pinned down to the bed.

“I want to hear you say it. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this, and I want to hear you say it. I need to hear you say it. Ask me to kiss your pussy.”

I know I’m blushing. I didn’t know Jordan would talk like that, but I like it. No, I love it. Normally I might be shy, but I’m so turned on right now I’d say almost anything to get some relief.

“Please, Jordan, I need you. Please kiss my pussy.”

Before I get the last word out, his mouth is on me. He grasps my hips as his mouth devours me. He licks and sucks my clit, taking it into his mouth, and I come undone instantly. The orgasm hits me so unexpectedly, I scream as pleasure floods my veins. The heat of it pounds in my ears, and it goes on forever.

I was too worked up. There was no time for me to brace myself for it, and I jerk against him, screaming

his name over and over. But he doesn’t stop as the pleasure pulses through my body.

He frees my hips and locks his hands with mine. Our fingers tangle together, holding tight to one another as his mouth keeps working over me.

This time it’s slower, as if he’s savoring me. It’s sweet and soft, and I’ve never felt more connected to someone in my life. There is a deep intimacy in this act, and I feel bound to him in a way I never truly imagined.

My pleasure starts growing again, and it’s not long before he’s sending me over the edge once more. The orgasm is just as intense as the first one, but I felt this one build. A sheen of sweat gathers on my body as I try to catch my breath. But he still doesn’t stop.

I call out his name, but his fingers only tighten in mine.

His mouth is relentless, and though I don’t think I can handle any more, I’m once again sent over the edge. His intensity, his attention, his ministrations, it’s all too much. I feel like I’m on a roller coaster and I can’t control my body.

This time, the peak is too high, and after I’ve come crashing back down, it’s to a wave of sleep unlike anything I’ve ever felt. I have no choice but to close my eyes and give in to the darkness that’s calling me.

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