Page 93 of Surrendering to the Obsession

Mia’s hands grabbed the top of his head through the fabric of her dress, her fingers trembling as she lost herself completely to the pleasure. He didn’t stop. His tongue kept moving, licking her again and again, and every time she tried to hold herself together, he pushed her right past the edge, making her lose her mind all over again.

He didn’t pause even for a second. His mouth stayed hungry against her, licking her with slow, deep strokes and then faster ones that made her entire body jolt. Out of nowhere, a wave of pleasure hit her so hard that she cried out and collapsed forward, her knees giving out beneath her.

“Ahh—oh…” Mia moaned, barely able to stand.

But Alexander didn’t let go of her legs. He held her firmly and kept licking her, relentless in his hunger. Another sharp release slipped through her, her body shaking as she trembled against his mouth.

Still, he didn’t stop.

Mia pulled the dress off his head, trying to push him back. “Mr. Graves… we should get back home first,” she whispered shakily, looking toward the brightly lit main road where people were still passing. Panic flickered through her—anyone could walk into the alley at any moment.

But Alexander didn’t care. He continued licking her and grabbed her leg again, lifting it over his shoulder. Her other leg almost buckled completely, leaving her helplessly open to him. This new angle only made it easier for him to press his mouth against her, and he devoured her with even more intensity.

“Oh… oh God…” Mia choked out. Her body trembled violently with every stroke of his tongue. She was barely on her feet, shaking so badly that she grabbed the back of his head, her fingers clutching his hair for support. He held her anchored against him and ate her out with such focus that she couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even remember where she was.

The pleasure shook her so fiercely that she cried out again.

“Ahhhh—”

This time, the sound was loud—too loud—and it echoed down the narrow alley. Mia panicked and slapped her hand over her mouth to silence herself, her breath breaking apart. Her muffled cry only pushed him further. Alexander’s mouth tightened against her, and his tongue slid inside her, twisting before pulling back and thrusting again.

Mia sobbed softly, her whole body shaking so violently that her mind went blank. She couldn’t hold onto anything—not thought, not restraint, not even her own voice.

Finally, he let go of her leg, and she staggered upright, barely managing to stand. But he still wasn’t finished. The moment she found her footing, Alexander grabbed her waist, twisted her around, and pinned her front against the wall. His body pressed hard against her back as he bent down.

His hands went straight to his jeans, urgently unbuckling them.

Mia placed a trembling hand on his shoulder. “Mr. Graves… we should go home first,” she whispered, her body still shaking with leftover pleasure and raw need.

“There is no need for that,” Alexander growled.

He grabbed her hand and guided it down, pressing it to his zipper as he pulled himself free and placed her palm around the thick, heavy length of him.

Mia’s hand wrapped around the thick shaft, and Alexander let out a deep growl. It became impossible for him to breathe normally when she stroked him up and down. His eyes darkened with pleasure as she slid her hand from the tip to the base and back again. He gripped the back of her head, pulled her closer, and captured her mouth in a hard, hungry kiss. The kiss was rough and uncontrollable, his mouth devouring hers until Mia was trembling by the time he finally pulled away.

She looked up at him, her body shaking, but Alexander was only getting started. He took her hand away from his shaft, stepped in close, and gripped her hip. In the next moment, he lifted her up, her legs parting for him as he pressed her back against the wall. Before she could even take a breath, he pushed inside her again and again.

Mia whimpered at the sudden thrust, her body trembling from the shock, but she was already so wet that he slid into her easily. His movements were rough and hungry as he buried his face in her neck, licking and sucking along her skin while thrusting into her repeatedly.

Mia couldn’t hold herself together. Her body shook, her breathing broke, and it only became worse when he didn’t stop. He grabbed her other leg too and lifted her higher against the wall, holding her up by her hips as he drove into her over and over.

Her entire body was hanging on the strength of his arms while he pounded into her. She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think.

“Ahh… ahh…” she cried out, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, her face pressed into his neck as he kept thrusting. Within seconds she was shaking uncontrollably, her voice breaking as she came hard around him.

But he still didn’t stop.

He only tightened his grip and thrust into her faster, harder, pushing her body up the wall with every movement. Mia trembled violently, and within seconds she came again, drenching him as she tightened around his length.

That was enough to pull a deep shudder from him. Her tightening around him made him groan, and he held her close until her body went soft and trembling in his arms. Slowly, he lowered her feet to the ground, steadying her when she almost collapsed.

He took off his shirt and wrapped it around her body. He didn’t look any calmer, even though she had already melted in his arms. His chest was still tense, his breathing rough, and his expression set in a hard line. A shattering breath left him beforehe bent down, lifted her into his arms again, and carried her toward the car.

Mia hung onto him as he carried her to the car. He settled her in the passenger seat, then climbed in and took the driver’s seat without saying a single word. His silence was tense, heavy, impossible for him to break. The moment he started the car, they drove off, and it didn’t take long before he brought the vehicle to a stop again.

When Mia looked out of the window, she realized they were already home. She didn’t understand what he planned to do, but before she could ask, he lifted her into his arms again and carried her inside the house. The door slammed shut the second they entered, the sound echoing through the quiet space.

He didn’t pause. He carried her straight to the living room and set her down on the couch, and Mia barely had time to breathe before he grabbed her legs and lifted them up. Her hands slid back to grip the top of the couch for support, while her other hand grabbed the seat cushion as his hand found her center. His thumb circled her sensitive button, and within seconds she cried out. Alexander met her eyes.