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My body was on fire.
I gasped as I clung to the wall and dug my fingers against the smooth plaster. With every teasing thrust I felt between my legs, another violent ripple of desire pulsed through my nerves, igniting every fiber of my being. Every slide of Aleksey’s cock against the tender folds of my pussy left me quivering. His strong fingers gripping my hips forced me to arch up on my toes and press desperately against the wall as my brain and body screamed at me to give in, to surrender, tosuccumb.
I was losing control. I knew that. I knew the moment he claimed my lips on the altar. The moment he pulled me close to him on the dance floor.
I knew that I would be facing an uphill battle the moment I decided to challenge my husband and attempt to reassert a semblance of control.I’m not yours to use how you like. I’m not going to let you treat me like I’m at your beck and call.
How could I have been so goddamn naïve?
It was laughable now. I should have known that there was no chance in hell that I would ever be in control in his presence. I’d deluded myself into believing that I could be the one to makehimkneel for a change.
I was a snowball in hell, and Aleksey Korolev was the devil. I never had a chance. And now, I pressed against the wall, powerless to resist. And each slow, teasing thrust peeled away another layer of my dangerously thin veneer of resistance. It was only a matter of time before he got exactly what he wanted.
Exactly what I want too…I shamefully thought.
I wanted him.
Iwantedhim, God…I wanted him so bad.
And it wasn’tfair.
But that was what he had said, wasn’t it? That none of this was ever going to be fair.
I shouldn’t want him. I shouldn’t feel such a violent urge to touch him, to let him claim me, to allow him to take me as his own and have me in every single way a man could have a woman.
I clung to the single thread of hatred in my body that tied me back to the one thing I knew I could use to blame him.Luca.
I tried to remember how I saw my brother’s mangled face and body, cut up and butchered. I tried to remember how hard I screamed into my pillow and cried over the loss of my brother, my friend, my only support in this world.
Tarallos are made of stronger stuff.
But another slow thrust and my brother’s face faded away. My knees remembered the gritty bite of the highway. My nose recalled the irresistible musk rolling from Aleksey’s body. And I could swear my tongue tasted the salty essence of his cum.
He murdered Luca. And yet all I want is to spread my legs for him.
No matter how hard I tried to grit my teeth and hold on to the vile truth that shamed me, my hatred crumbled away like water between my fingers with every slippery caress of his cock. In its place, the implacable flame of desire burned away all thoughts until my mind and heart were overwhelmed. Every touch of his fingers sent another spark of static coursing through me as he glided his palms up my back, across my ribs, until they cupped my breasts.
He squeezed and sparked jolts of pleasure across my body. I fought the urge to moan and react. But my traitorous hips began moving on their own accord, quickening the pace between us as he continued to tease and touch.
I was being drawn back like a slingshot. Each motion built up a deep tension that demanded release. Every graze, breath, and sweet caress left me trembling for more.
Perhaps I’d be able to hate him more if he were to grip and bruise. If he bent my limbs at the joint until they snapped like he did to the thug who tried to hurt me, perhaps I’d find the fire in me to fight back.
But this?
This was death by a thousand tiny cuts. Not enough to hurt, but enough to weaken my resolve. I couldfeelhis breath picking up pace against the back of my neck, tickling me. I could hear soft, stifled groans against my hair as his hips rocked against mine.
This torture filled my eyes with tears. Maybe I couldn’t hate him…No matter how hard I tried.
The thought left me hating myself for giving in. My limits twisted and bent. The primal part of me deep inside, the one which had cackled with glee when he came down my throat, took over. And a single word echoed through my mind, drowning out all other thoughts.
Please, please, please!
I bit my lips and curled my fingers tighter. My eyes squeezed shut, and I felt a hot tear rolling down the corner of my eyes to join the beads of sweat that already dotted my face. I pressed my forehead against the wall, trying to think of literallyanythingelse except howgoodAleksey made me feel. I was an instrument, and his hands played me as if they were made to touch me, like I was made for him.
“Come on, Elia,” I heard him rumbling behind my ear, pouring in delicious poison. I leaned toward him without thinking as I tried to stifle another moan.
“All you have to do…” He rolled his hips again in tandem with the sensation of his hand dragging down my belly, trailing sparks of fire in its wake. He was burning me alive.
