It was all a blur. My dress was somehow pulled down and I finally felt the cool air hit my bare skin. Alex’s lips were all over me in half a second. He sucked my nipple into his mouth, his fingers doing their honest work and pulling down my panties.
But then his hands pushed on my shoulders, easily shoving me to my knees. I looked up just in time to see him reaching for his belt buckle, and what a sight. He towered over me, and I stood on my knees naked, waiting, and confused about who I was.
Was I still a good person? The stand-up citizen who fought for justice and prosecuted criminals? Or was I about to descend into their world? Get trapped there?
Who was I fucking kidding?
I locked myself in voluntarily.
I watched the way Alex’s belt flew out of the loops and how quickly the button and fly came undone. And then he pulled it all down, my gaze instantly gluing to one spot.
God, he was big. Masculine. Just one view of his cock made my knees spread. Not like I had been with a whole bunch of guys and seen many dicks in my life, but his size was enough to intimidate me.
Damn. This man had it all: big dick, big house, big business.
Distracted, I roamed my eyes over him like he was some museum exhibit. This was too much, I was hypnotized. He was hard—thick, ready—and he knew exactly what he was doing. As if reading my mind, he stepped closer, his hard cock right at my lips.
I opened my mouth, eager anddesperate,but he pulled away, crouching down in front of me instead. His thumb tilted my chin up toward him.
“The way your mouth opened,” he smiled slowly. “You were about to beg, weren’t you?”
I steadied my breathing and leaned in, promising one thing. “Not in a million years…will youevermake me beg.”
The silence around us was deafening, like everything died, butIwas alive. I was ravenous, drinking in every second with an untamable thirst. Alex’s smile didn’t falter, but it was no longer warm or sarcastic—he was about to prove me wrong.
Before I had a chance to bait him again, his hands were hauling me up and into him. I gasped when the room spun in my eyes and my feet left the floor, but it was only momentary because my back slammed against a wall, his body caging me in.
Pinned tight against him, my legs were already spread as I stabilized my vision, dropping my gaze to where I so wanted to feel him, but he stayed away.
“Are you—” he wedged his arms underneath my knees, opening me up wider, “—going to be a fucking brat, or will you tell me if you don’t like something?”
And there he was again—that caring Alex. Not curated, just caring. It was a momentary glimpse in his eyes, but it was there.
I nodded quickly, assuring him and wanting only one thing, but instead of fucking me, Alex pressed his hips into me, his hard cock evading my pussy.
He rocked back and forth, applying pressure to my clit with hisdick—fuck, it was so close!
“Alex,” I breathed, unable to take this torment. My nails clawed his shoulders, and I tried to position my hips right onto him, but he held me steady. “A-Alex, please.”
I heard my own voice—the way I…
…pleaded.
I shut my eyes tight, delirious, trying to find some semblance of control, but just then his lips met mine, the kiss both tender and urgent, but not enough.
“Alex,” I pulled him closer, encouraging him, wanting him—all of him. “Please, just…”
Ugh,fuck,I was about to lose it.
“Just what?” he taunted, sliding his hard cock up and down the entrance of my pussy, the sensation phenomenal butnot enough.“Hmm? Tell me, Malyshka.”
A pathetic little whimper left my throat as I tugged on his hair, wanting to inflict damage. Precum glistened on the tip of his cock and he parted me, my breath halting, waiting, wanting,please!
“P-please…”I dropped my head back, ready to implode. Shaking, I was at his mercy. “Please, baby, please…”
He rolled his hips into mine, his fingers digging into my waist and his arms holding me up confidently.
“Say it, Malyshka. Come on, baby.” Pain exploded on my bottom lip when he bit me and commanded, “Beg.”
