“Yes.” He rested his head on the couch.
Alexander was looking at me so lovingly that the blood in my veins boiled. The muscles in my loins contracted sweetly. I rubbed my hips against him and felt his huge, already-erect penis under the thin material of his pajamas.
“Oh, yes, baby,” he moaned.
I put my palms on his chest, which shivered at my touch. I leaned over him and ran my tongue along the throbbing vein in his neck, along his skin… Mmm… He smelled so nice, this intoxicating scent of his.
He gazed at me through half-closed, lustful eyes, wanting me, burning for me. This was enough to arouse me. Seeing how he reacted to my every touch and kiss drove me wild. He was the only man who could make me wet without touching me.
As my fingers touched his belly, he trembled and inhaled sharply. His muscles tightened, his breathing quickened, his lovely lips slightly parted, and his hands gently stroked my butt.
“Oh God, I love it so much when you touch me.” He moaned.
My fingers slid toward the narrow path of hairs leading to his gorgeous penis. I lifted the waistband of his pajama bottoms and inserted my hand to take hold of his cock. It was hard as a rock and so big, but its skin was so soft. I was surprised to find he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I got up and undressed him fully, keeping my eyes locked on his. Then I knelt between his legs and licked my lips. His member was so hot and shuddered in anticipation of my taking it in.
“You can’t wait, can you?” he asked, his eyes vacant.
I didn’t reply. I parted my lips and started to suck its head.
Mmm… Yes… I certainly cannot resist. I love doing this. I love him.
Taking all of him in my mouth, I started to suck. I squeezed it, moving my hand up and down its length. I teased him and he responded with moans and shivers of pleasure.
“Yes, that’s perfect, baby. You suck me so good.”
I took him in deeper and deeper until he reached my throat. Then I pulled up and started to twirl my tongue around its head.
Alexander grabbed a fistful of my hair. “Jesus, Alexia, I love your naughty mouth. Oh… It feels so fucking nice. Make me come for you, baby.” He moaned, his head thrown back and his hips moving the entire time.
I moved my hand along the length of his cock, squeezed it, and my lips continuously sucked on it hard. Seeing the effect I had on him, I felt like a goddess.
It didn’t take long before he yielded. His hot sperm poured down my throat, and I quickly swallowed it. I thoroughly licked him all over to clean him and wiped my lips with the back of my hand. I sat back on my heels, my hand still stroking his penis.
“You’re incredible, baby,” he murmured after his breathing returned to normal.
“I’m obsessed with you, Alexander. You affect me like a drug,” I said quietly.
He suddenly grabbed my wrist so I would let go of him and hissed in my face, “Never, and I mean never, say the word drug again. Is that clear? Never.” He stressed the last word through gritted teeth, his voice ice-cold.
10
What was so bad about what I said?
I felt like crying, seeing Alexander’s cold eyes full of disgust. At what? At me or at what I’d said? The chill in his eyes penetrated my body, tearing me apart. He was looking at me with such animosity, as if I were some lowly subhuman.
“Let me go. It hurts,” I managed to say after curbing my tears.
Looking at my hand, he immediately let go of it. Had he not noticed in his rage that he’d gripped it so hard?
I rubbed my wrist with the fingers of my other hand. It literally throbbed in pain. Quickly, I stood and ran into the bedroom. I hid under the bedcovers like a frightened little kid.
“Alexia, shit, did I hurt you? I’m sorry… Please forgive me.” He sounded crushed.
He tried to lift the cover, but I held tight to it, not letting go, as if it were my shield.
“Does it hurt? Let me see. I beg you.” He wouldn’t give up.
“Go away. Don’t touch me. I hate you,” I said in the heat of the moment, even though I didn’t hate him. It wasn’t true. I loved him. I loved him too much, and what he’d done, the coldness and hate with which he looked at me, was killing me.
“Please, Alexia, don’t be so childish.”
I threw off the cover, sat up, and hissed in his face, “What is your problem, Alexander?”
He took my hand and saw the red bruise caused by his strong grip. He knitted his eyebrows and his eyes became extremely sad. “God, Alexia, I can’t believe I just did this to you…” He shuddered and shook his head. He clearly couldn’t forgive himself.
“Is this what you mean? The bruise? It will disappear; it will fade away, but the hate and disgust with which you looked at me, as if I’m some dirty whore, I don’t think that will fade from my memory anytime soon.” My eyes narrowed in pain. It hurt. God, it hurt so much…
“Alexia, I’m sorry. I beg you… Forgive me. I love you.” His voice was as soft as silk.
“I no longer believe you love me. Nobody treats the object of their love like this…” My voice trailed off.
Alexander closed his eyes and when he opened them, they were full of sorrow.
“Someone very close to me became a drug addict… and almost died.” He paused for an instant. “Once you become dependent, it is difficult to free yourself from the grip of addiction. This, of course, doesn’t excuse my behavior toward you. I can’t forgive myself for causing you pain. God, I love you. I love you so much, Alexia. You’re the best thing to happen in my life, and I did this to you.” He ran his hands through his hair and his shoulders crumpled forward. He seemed completely broken.
My strong Alexander, the love of my life, sat in front of me, crushed. Could I forgive him? Did I have it in me to do so in the name of our love? Was I afraid of him?
The truth was he’d frightened me. I hadn’t seen him so furious before, but what scared me was he might hate me and stop loving me, not that he might hit me. I knew he would never strike me. Never!
“Did you want to hurt me, to make me feel pain?” My voice was barely a whisper.
“No, never! In my rage, I didn’t realize I was gripping you so hard. I…” He closed his eyes, fighting an inner struggle.
“Nobody had looked at me with such disgust before, nobody… Do you understand?” I surrendered to the powerful emotions raging inside me and the tears ran down my face. “That hurt me much more than the pain in my arm. I felt, to you, I was something dirty… nasty. Why did you do it, Alexander?”
“I’m sorry. I lost control of myself. I’m sorry, baby… You’re the most pure and gentle creature I know. God, I don’t deserve you.” He shook his head.
We sat there for a long time, both lost in thought. One thing I was certain of—in spite of everything, I loved him, and with all my heart at that. I was under his spell.
It was very important to be patient and give him time to reveal his secrets to me—those he wasn’t ready to share yet. I knew he didn’t have an easy character, but I truly believed the feelings we had for each other were stronger than our weaknesses. Neither I nor he had experienced such strong feelings before, and the whole thing was completely new to both of us. I didn’t have the strength to leave him. I couldn’t imagine an existence without him and, clearly, he couldn’t either, which was why I shouldn’t let his jealousy and extremely quick temper come between us. Because there wasn’t anything I wanted more than to be with him. How had this man managed to make me so obsessed with him in such a short time?
I couldn’t stand this distance between us any longer. “I love you. I love you so much,” I whispered through my tears.
“Please let me hug you,” he begged.
I nodded and he put me on his lap, held me tight, and kissed me on the forehead.
“I need you, Alexia.” He dug his face into my neck, and I put my arms around his head.
I was torn apart by the sorrow of seeing this man, always full of strength an
d energy, in such a weak, emotionally broken and crushed state. My soul wept, bled, as if someone had stuck a knife through my heart and was twisting it mercilessly.
“If you leave me… that will kill me.” His voice was a whisper.
“I can’t leave you. Don’t you get it? I can’t. I promise you I’ll fight for us, for our love.”
Putting my palms on his neck, I pressed my lips against his. He kissed me tenderly, very slowly and cautiously. He watched me with admiration. His eyes, lips, and hands demonstrated the tenderness and love he felt toward me. Nobody had given me so much love before.
“Oh, baby. You’re the sun that has dawned in my life,” he whispered, his lips touching mine. “Without you, there’s no light.”
Alexander turned me around so I would lie back on the mattress. He rubbed his nose on my neck and gently bit the bottom of my ear. He brushed a path of light kisses to my jaw, and when he reached my lips, his tongue thirstily slid into my mouth and started to kiss me with such passion I lost all sense of time.
“I love you, Alexia.” His eyes softly gazed into mine, warming my soul. His palms slid along my neck and shoulders. Tenderly, he ran his long fingers along my inner thigh, and I moaned in his mouth. Touching me between the legs, he started to softly stimulate my clit with his thumb. He inserted his middle finger inside me and, when he was sure I was wet enough and ready for him, he very slowly slid his cock inside me with a tenderness he’d not shown before. He started to move in and out, his eyes locked on mine the entire time, fully dedicating himself to satisfy my needs. His thrusts penetrated so deep inside me and at exactly the speed that would make me come. Rhythmically, he moved, filling me and giving all of himself to me. He made me climax with ease, and when my pulse returned to normal and I was able to breathe evenly, he would start to make love to me again, giving me orgasm after orgasm. I have no idea how many times I came.
“Alexander,” I said, panting.
“I know, honey… I’ll finish.” He thrust two more times and lost himself in me. His hot sperm pleasantly mixed with my own juices.
“I love listening to you moan, baby. You’re so sexy.” He held me tight against his body. Breathless, I dug my hands into his hair and rested his head on my chest.
How could this man have such great physical strength yet be so gentle?
When we made love, nothing else mattered. There was only me and him in the world, full of hope for the future.
Alexander raised his head, but this time his eyes were filled with pain.
“Do you really hate me?”
“No, I don’t hate you. I said it in anger. I love you.”
“Thank God I met you. I don’t know how I was able to live without you… I just don’t… You have given meaning to my life.”
“Your life had meaning before you met me, babe. Your company, your foundation. What you do for those children is amazing. You make them smile and delight them, bring warmth to their hearts.” I gently caressed his back with my fingertips. “I think you don’t actually realize it, but you’re a really good person, Alexander. You have a big heart.”
“After what I did to you… You still consider me good?” He shook his head in disbelief.
“You’re good, very good. If only you wouldn’t lose your temper so easily.”
“I’ll try to keep myself in check. I’ll do all I must to keep you beside me. I don’t want to lose you.”
Propping himself on his elbow, he pulled me to him. He kissed me behind the ear while his hand caressed my thigh. Then he took hold of my wrist and tenderly kissed every inch of it. His lovely eyes watered.
“You can hardly see it now,” I said, trying to calm him.
Alexander sighed deeply “I’ll never forgive myself.”
I put my palm on his heart. “You didn’t mean to hurt me.”
“Yes, but I did, and you’re still here… with me.” He shook his head, unable to understand.
“Didn’t you say I’m your girl?”
“Do I still have the right to call you mine?” His voice was full with worry.
“Yes, I’m yours.”
“Oh, Alexia. You’re so good to me, baby.”
* * *
The Jeep safari and the walk across the sand dunes was an amazing experience, but it drained me. We returned to our hotel suite, and I rushed to sprawl myself on the bed.
“You look quite tired,” said Alexander.
“Yes, quite.” I smiled at him and closed my eyes.
I wasn’t simply tired, but completely exhausted from the marathon sex session we’d had. And then we walked through all that sand…
“I think I used all my energy before we even left the hotel,” I explained.
“Oh, really? You’re not complaining, are you?” He looked at me cheerfully.
“Not at all. It was nice. My boyfriend left me breathless.”
Alexander lay next to me, and I snuggled up to him. “Sweetie, you need some sleep.”
I opened my eyes with effort. “So do you.”
“I need to make a few phone calls.”
“We shouldn’t have gone anywhere, so you could finish your work. You also need to rest, Alexander.” I pouted and pressed my body against his. Then I stroked his handsome face.
“I’m not tired.”
“I don’t believe you.” I could barely keep my eyes open.
“You have no idea how much I want to lie next to you and cuddle, but I can’t. Get some sleep.” He kissed me on the lips and stood. He pulled aside the day cover of the bed and let me lie under the sheets after taking off my sandals and dress, leaving me wearing just panties.
“You’re beautiful,” I heard him say. I mumbled something and stretched my arms toward him. He leaned and gently put his lips on my cheek. “Go to sleep, sunshine.”
Surrendering to the exhaustion, I drifted off.
* * *
I had an incredible dream, which felt like I was in some fairytale. Alexander and I were in the desert, and countless women danced around us. They were all wearing red outfits. They twirled and their colorful scarves fluttered in the wind. I could hear the distant sounds of pleasant Arab music. Suddenly, they threw aside their gossamer scarves, which soared into the sky. The entire heavens were filled with red veils, which receded ever farther, ever higher. Alexander and I watched them, hand in hand, until they disappeared from our range of vision.
I woke and, still affected by the dream, asked myself, What did it bode for us? There was no way I could answer this question myself. Only the future knew the answer.
Still drowsy, I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock. It was seven in the evening. I went into the bathroom to freshen up. I had a quick shower and went out to look for Alexander. I found him standing in front of the lounge window, talking on his cell phone.
“Bring along all samples we may need… Yes, that too. It’s good you’ve thought of everything… We have lots of work ahead of us, but I hope we’ll manage to finish it by the deadline… Okay. See you tomorrow. Have a pleasant flight… You’re welcome… Yes, I’ll pass it on to her.”
He turned around and saw I was watching him. “Did you get enough sleep?”
“Yes, unlike you,” I said guiltily. He dedicated himself to me and his work and didn’t think of himself. Really, I didn’t know how he coped.
Alexander came over to me in a few quick strides. He carefully examined my face and replied, “Hey, don’t fret about me. I’m fine. I’ve ordered supper—beef with mushroom sauce, rosemary potatoes, and a cabbage and carrot salad. I hope you don’t mind if we eat here again.”
“Not at all. I don’t feel like going out to a restaurant.” Sliding my hands beneath his T-shirt, I felt his skin. I liked the heat of his sculpted muscles against my palms. “It’s nice when it’s just us two, and to be honest, I’m quite hungry.”
He put his arms around my waist and kissed my hair. “In that case, I’ll call room service now and tell them to bring the food.”
While Alexander was on the phone with the concierge, I went to pour myself some cold soda water and added a slice of lemon to it. I took several sips and went back to him.
He took the glass from my hand and thirstily swigged from it. “Very refreshing.”
He placed the glass on the nearby table and then approached me again.
Running his fingers through my hair, he said, “I spoke to Francesco. They should already be in the air. He says hi.” His lips pursed in disapproval.
I stood on the tips of my toes, put my arms around his neck, and touched his lips with mine. “Since I’ve been with you, I’ve not been interested in any other man. Remember this once and for all.” I nibbled his lower lip, and he moaned.
“Mmm… Now that I’ve found the most beautiful woman, I must take measures to keep her mine.”
A hot wave washed over my body. I’d never thought of myself as a beauty and couldn’t understand how he could see me as such. But I could admit his words warmed the depths of my soul. There is no woman who doesn’t like hearing such words, especially coming from her beloved. They made me feel truly loved and desired. Still, I was concerned by the fact that he was jealous of everyone.
There was a knock on the door. The butler entered and served our supper on the dining table. I took a few scented candles and lit them to make the atmosphere more romantic. While I was arranging the table, I heard my iPhone ring. I went to pick it up from the night table and saw my father was calling me on FaceTime.
Wonderful, so we can see each other on the camera.
“Hi, Dad. How are you?”
“Fine, dear.” He smiled. “You have a very nice tan. How’s Alexander? Are you having a good time?”
I sat on the sofa, and Alexander settled next to me. This way my father could see him too.
“Hello, Colin. We’re well,” he replied instead of me. “How’s the family?”
I hadn’t told my father about the bomb in my boyfriend’s hotel since I didn’t want to worry him.
“We’re fine,” my father replied and thoughtfully scratched his temple. He looked anxious.
What’s eating at him?
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