“Forty-two seconds.”
“What exactly will happen between us?” I needed to know what to control, how to parse out my emotions.
“Whatever is natural and right. Thirty-six seconds.”
“I can’t just…I mean…what if it we can’t get over the past and it just blows up in our face?”
“Then it happens. But at least we tried. Twenty-four seconds.”
I quickly thought of my life with and without him. The obsession rose up, tainting me with memories too disgraceful to stomach at the moment. And Alexander was here, wanting me to take the plunge again.
Later doesn’t have to matter, does it? I don’t think so. I have him now.
“Nine. Eight. Seven.”
“Stop!” I threw my arms around his neck and pulled his head down towards mine.
Right before our lips met, Alexander commanded, “Say it out loud. Closed or open?”
“Open.”
Alexander tunneled his long fingers through the hair at my nape. “I won’t let you close the door on this, Sophia, so be very sure that you mean what you say.”
“I mean it.” I hungered for his lips, wanting them on my mouth and body more than I wanted anything else.
Alexander’s mouth crashed against mine. His tongue plunged into my hot, open mouth. I moaned loudly that I wanted more. My thighs parted and Alexander’s thigh slid between them. Skirt riding up high, I rubbed my core against the hard muscles. I mewled with pleasure when he pressed his leg against me harder. My open folds quickly dampened with each decadent hip swivel.
“You like that, don’t you?”
My thighs tightened around his. “Oh, yes. It feels so good.”
Alexander slid his warm hands down to my backside. He pulled me against him, rocking me rhythmically against him. “That’s right—open those legs wider, baby. I want to feel your juices on me.”
I loved his dirty talk and always had. Soon my panties were soaked.
Alexander explored my mouth leisurely. The aggression had been contained again, but it simmered there beneath the surface with each gentle nip of my lips.
I pushed his jacket off his body before yanking his tie loose. My fingers tore through the shirt buttons, impatient to get to his naked skin. Alexander’s shirt parted. My greedy hands pressed against his warm, hard chest.
We tumbled onto the ground. Alexander took my mouth, dominating me with the skillful, drugging pull of his lips. My hands roamed across his wide back, clutching him to me and not wanting there to be so much an inch of free space between us.
“Sophia, you taste so sweet. I could kiss you forever, girl.” I sighed with adoration. Alexander smiled. “You’re the sweetest girl I’ve ever known.”
I cupped his face and kissed him before asking, “Can you raise up a bit?”
“Am I too heavy for you?”
“No, just can you do it? Please?”
He obliged me. I suddenly pushed Alexander onto his back before sliding along his body, confident he would keep me from going too far.
“Where you going, naughty girl?” Alexander sat up and hauled me against him until I straddled his hips. He encircled his fingers about my slim wrists, tethering me to him. Alexander licked my bottom lip before snagging it between strong, white teeth. “Where you going to go that I can’t catch you?” His gaze taunted me, daring me to bring out the beautiful devil in him.
I smiled from my kneeling position. “I want you in my mouth.”
“Oh, you do?” His hands clenched about my wrists hard. The pain made everything all the more delicious.
I moaned a wanton, needy breath. “I want to taste you. I want to feel you fill me until I can barely breathe.”
Alexander released me with hiss, reaching up to free my long hair from its severe topknot. He ran his fingers through my silken tresses, mouth parting in a sensual murmur of pleasure. “Baby, I would like nothing more but we’re going to do things differently this time.”
“Different how?”
“It’s my way and you’ll obey. No guilt, no fighting—just obedience. Understand?” He waited until I nodded my head. His hand reached beneath my pushed-up skirt and ripped my panties. I cried out in shock.
Alexander smirked while tugging the ruined fabric off my body. “Much better. Now kiss me.”
I rushed into delightful temptation and captured his lips with mine. Desire pulsed, leading me to worship him with my ravenous kisses. Alexander took my offerings by moaning deep in my open mouth. He dug his fingers into my jaw, coaxing my tongue to leave off its teasing and tangle with his.
We murmured love words, telling each other how much we missed this, how wonderful it was to feel our bodies touching this close again. Sexy sighs couldn’t satisfy for long though. Soon I was begging for his cock, swearing I never, ever forgot how good it felt inside my aching core.
Alexander fumbled with his belt, refusing to part from my mouth. He wrapped one arm around my waist, lifting me up so he could yank his sleek, ebony dress pants down with his free hand.
Lightheaded with excitement, I crooned his name and nibbled his lush bottom lip. He tasted like heaven and his heavy breathing promised me a personal tour. A thousand memories, similar and different, imprinted upon my fevered soul.
I’d been blessed, an acolyte in love for this man. I’d been to hell and back because of this man. If I had any shred of common sense I’d stand up, run out, and never look back.
But I couldn’t. Not again. Not now.
I loved this beautiful, haunted, glorious man and always had. Later I’m sure regret might take me far down a dangerous road, but for now the only person that mattered in my universe was Alexander Monroe Draven II.
“Where’d you go, Sophia?” His gaze burned away the wisps, leaving me open and raw for him.
“Nowhere. I’m right here with you, Alexander. Just you…” I kissed the corner of his mouth. My naked thighs cradled Alexander’s lean hips. His glorious erection teased my damp slit, promising salvation if I just lifted myself over him. And I wanted it badly. I tunneled my fingers through his soft hair, loving the way it felt against them.
Too much time had passed but the familiarity still buffeted me, reminding me of how many times I’d run my fingers through Alexander’s hair, whether in comfort, love, or furious passion.
The fury had been our undoing but it was once so, so sweet…
We broke our kiss long enough to look at the other. My eyes filled with tears, liquid with longing and disbelief that somehow, someway we had found our way back to each other again.
“I want you. Now,” Alexander panted against my tender, reddened lips as if swept up in the same wonder.
“Soon. Let me—”
“No. Now, Sophia.”
He gripped my waist and moved me over him. I laughed, throaty and confident in my vixen’s power over my lover’s baser needs. Laughter cut short when he slammed me down. My tender pussy worked to stretch, loving the sharp bite of his thick shaft as it did so.
“Oh God, Alexander!”
Overcome by the delicious waves battering my body, I draped my arms across his broad shoulders. I continued kissing him as if he would disappear if I faltered for even a second.
He lay back down and pulled me to lie on top of him. His naked chest teased my breasts, taunting me that I still had my clothes on. I pulled my blouse off with a flourish. Alexander roughly pulled my bra off. I felt the strap give a bit but didn’t care.
Especially when he plumped my breast in his large hand before fastening soft lips around the puckered nipple.
I threw my head back. Each hard suckle sent a bolt of ecstasy straight to my hot cleft. He switched back and forth, licking, sucking, and biting my nipples. I gasped his name, begging for more. Clasping both hands on either side of his face, I panted for him to move deep inside.
“How badly do you want it, Sophia?” Alexander pinched one of my nipples hard as inducement to answer quickly.
“I’ll do anyth
ing to have you fuck me, Alexander. Anything!”
His full lips curved into a rakish grin. “I’ll hold you to that, little chick. See if I don’t.”
Alexander planted his feet flat and suddenly pumped hard into me. He tasted my pleasure cries and spilled many more into my open mouth. As before, Alexander took over our lovemaking, unwilling to relinquish his dominance even in a submissive position.
Overcome with how damned good he felt, I crooned my delight and rested my damp forehead against Alexander’s. His hands went back to claim my breasts. He squeezed them, paying special attention to my aching nipples. Alexander pinched and pulled rhythmically, forcing needy mewls out of me.
He pounded up into me, over and over. My sensitive tissues clung to him, gripping Alexander’s shaft as it slid in and out of me with devastating precision. Familiar waves crested, signaling the beginnings of a powerful, knee-shaking orgasm.
No.
I wanted to taste him, worship him, and delay my gratification just a bit longer.
Taking advantage of Alexander’s hands still firmly on my breasts, I arched my hips up, letting him slip out of me. I staved off his demands with a ravenous kiss. It was a skillful dance of proper submission on my part before Alexander finally thawed enough to let me have my way.
“Consider this a free pass, Sophia.”
I licked the corner of his mouth and thanked him. I moved down his body, settling my mouth on his hard abdominals and sucking until I left my mark. I studied it with possessive pleasure before moving down further. I kneeled in the open space between his parted thighs and rumpled dress pants.
A throaty sigh slipped out as I studied his slick, swollen shaft. “I always loved sucking you off, Alexander.”
He propped himself up on his elbows, eyes aflame by seeing me kneeling between his legs. “I know you did. You took to it so well, Sophia.”
“I loved you teaching me things, Alexander.” My throaty confession sparked a devil’s light in his black gaze.
“Oh, you did?”
“Yes!”
“Open your mouth for me. Wider. Stick out your tongue.”
I obeyed, aroused beyond description to hear his terse commands. I traced a finger down his warm shaft. I smiled when Alexander’s hips jerked in response. I waited for him to take control, to guide me to his glorious cock.
Please, please before I lose my mind!
I almost cried out in relief when he wrapped his fist around the thick base. “Suck me hard, Sophia. Remind me how good you are at sucking my cock.”
I jolted forward as if he had tugged on a leash. Alexander’s words were decadent and raw, just as I always liked them to be. Faced with the broad head, I licked it delicately, taking in the achingly nostalgic flavor of our shared passion with a husky moan.
He was simply divine. I wrapped my lips around his shaft, plying my tongue against the underside with small, measured strokes. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked him harder while stroking him with my hands. Alexander’s hips snapped up. He palmed my face, purring when I doubled my speed.
Several minutes passed as I explored the length of his cock with lips and tongue. Alexander eventually pulled me away. Mouth swollen and wet from my oral worship, I looked at him through a sexual fog.
“You’re driving me fucking crazy, Sophia!” Alexander plundered my lips, drawing at them greedily before pushing me down. He spread my legs roughly and traced my naked slit with two fingers. Alexander licked the juices off his fingers slowly. I arched my hips closer.
Alexander grinned and leaned down until his mouth closed over my pussy. His tongue dipped inside me, mimicking what was sure to come. He held me open with his fingertips, taking special care to tease and taste me without touching my clit. It was only when I begged him did Alexander finally purse his lips around my throbbing center.
My back shot off the floor. I was so primed for him it didn’t take much to get me off. I blindly reached out and grabbed his hair as orgasm ricocheted through my body.
Alexander immediately surged up, mouth wet from me, and slid his beautiful cock back inside me. Awash in ecstasy, I cried out his name over and over again. He peppered my damp face with kisses while his hips worked me with practiced familiarity. He still remembered exactly what made me moan and what made me snap my hips harder.
Sprawled on my back, I grabbed his shirt with both hands. Alexander pounded me hard. Each thrust pushed me across the carpet. He gripped my thighs, holding me in place. I bit his neck and raked my nails down his chest. Alexander growled so I did it again.
His pace quickened, shaft reaching deep inside me to rub the elusive spot only he had ever managed to touch. My legs curled up around his hips. I begged him to keep doing it.
Alexander slapped my thigh and I screamed. My pussy flooded, coating him with my desire, so he did it again.
“You like that, Sophia?”
“Yes!”
His lusty gaze refused to let go of mine. Alexander deliberately raised his hand high in the air. I tensed in anticipation and licked my lips. When his palm connected with my skin, I threw my head back and moaned loudly in bliss.
Alexander whispered my name. His lips followed the line of my throat, moving across my jaw to settle by my ear.
“You’re so tight, baby. My God, you feel so fucking good!”
His guttural whisper acted as an aphrodisiac. I fought to get closer to him. My arms chained him down while my legs locked tightly around his waist. Alexander’s fingers pressed into my hips, stinging my skin so sweetly.
His hands hurt me. My nails hurt him. We were beautiful in our tender violence. We mated on the floor, too intent on claiming each other to take the time to elicit softer responses.
One of Alexander’s hands left my hip to wrap my long hair firmly around his fist. I arched my back in response. I loved being tethered to him, as if he couldn’t bear to let me go. Our bodies slid against and into the other faster and faster. Mouths opened wide, we devoured each other as the carnal fire between us burned hotter.
His shaft rubbed sweetly inside me, rhythmically hitting that delicious spot with each hard thrust. It felt so good. I knew I wasn’t going to last long and babbled as much to Alexander.
He smiled in triumph. “Let go, Sophia. Come hard for me, baby, just the way I like it.”
My nipples tightened into diamond-hard points. I scrabbled to hold Alexander, clutching him until my arms ached. My stomach tightened in anticipation with each liquid slide. He whispered decadently in my ear, telling me how much he needed me, how he couldn’t imagine ever not being in me.
“Do you mean it?” My pants bordered on raw. “Do you, Alexander?”
“With my life, Sophia.”
I closed my eyes, my heart wanting to jump right out of my chest and into his. Alexander pulled me closer, quickening his thrusts until I screamed his name while my body flew apart.
My core clenched around him, spasms running all along his thick length. Warmth flooded me as Alexander slammed against me a final time. His pleasured groan drowned out my cries.
Eventually he collapsed against me, releasing my hair only to grip my chin. We stared at each other, winded and overcome by the emotions thrumming high between us. He kissed me, mouth sipping my breaths delicately and with lovely care.
The years spent separated from Alexander dissolved. It was as if nothing had ever really changed. I feathered his cheek, feeling the stubble grazing my fingertips.
I love you, Alexander. Always and forever. And that will never, ever change.
The finality of my feelings, the inevitability of the moment was my undoing. Fear finally caught up with me. I rolled out from underneath him and bolted for the bathroom.
7
Present Day and Time
I rocked against Alexander, panting heavily as he made love to me on his borrowed desk. The sexual fury between us hadn’t abated. It roiled between us, violent and damned near uncontrollable.
After I answered him true that I did
want to be with him, Alexander had scooped me up and carried me over to the near-empty desk. He nearly tore my clothes off, kissing and licking my nipples until they were aching points of pleasure. His fingers delved lower, petting my pussy with light strokes before easily finding my clit.
Alexander made me come with practiced ease, gently rubbing and pinching me with a skill that hadn’t faded with time. My body was his for the claiming and claim it he did. Only after I became a boneless, moaning heap did Alexander take what I freely begged for him to have.
I was completely naked while he still remained suited. It was so damned hot to feel his civilized wrappings while Alexander did uncivilized things to me. His large hands gripped my ass, pulling me ever closer to him as he pounded my core mercilessly.
My fingers twisted along his suit lapel as another toe-curling orgasm took hold of me. I couldn’t get enough of Alexander, no matter how many times he already made me come.
I pressed my face against his dress shirt, shuddering and panting from more than pleasure. It was too much and not enough. I was crazed and infinitely in love.
Alexander immediately slowed. His hands slid up my damp back to cradle my shoulders. “What’s wrong, Sophia?”
I looked up, eyes wary with apprehension. “I’m obsessed with you.”
“I know,” he whispered a scant inch away from my lips. “It’s okay.”
“How can it be? I’m so fucked up, Alexander.” I’m sure I looked as desolate as I sounded. “Your mother was right. You deserve someone better.”
“Sophia, I’d appreciate you not bringing up my mother at this particular moment.” Although he said it sternly, I couldn’t help but giggle.
“That’s much better, baby. I love to see you smile.”
His tenderness became my undoing. I leaned back, supported by his hands, and wailed, “There’s no hope for me when it comes to you, Alexander. None! I’m completely gone.”
“Good. I don’t want you to ever find a way to be without me.”’
“You’re so selfish…”
“Absolutely.” He pulled his glorious cock almost completely out of me, letting the broad head tease my channel deliciously. I jerked my hips up only to have Alexander nip me on my collarbone. “Bad girl! Stay still.”
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