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“Fuck, Alexander,” I gasped, my hands gripping the edge of the table as waves of pleasure washed over me. He continued his ministrations, teasing me mercilessly until I could feel my climax building.
“Please, don’t stop,” I begged, my breath snagged as tension coiled under his skilled touch.
“Never, my love,” he replied, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
My body quivered as Alexander’s tongue and fingers worked their magic on me. My senses were heightened, the scent of my arousal mingling with the faint aroma of the flowers I had been arranging earlier. He knew exactly how to touch me, his fingers curling inside me in a way that had my back arching off the table.
“Alexander,” I breathed out, my hands gripping his hair and pulling him closer.
“Give in, Olivia,” he murmured against my skin. “Let go.”
The coil within me tightened, and when Alexander added a third finger and pressed his thumb against my clit, I unraveled completely. A guttural moan escaped my lips as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. My vision blurred, and for a moment, everything but the feel of him faded away.
“Fuck,” I gasped as the tremors subsided, my chest heaving with each ragged breath. Alexander planted one final kiss on my inner thigh before helping me pull up my pants.
“Better?” he asked, his eyes alight.
“Much,” I admitted.
A few days later, we found ourselves at a lavish engagement party thrown by Alexander’s family. The room was filled with laughter and sparkling conversation, but I couldn’t help feeling overwhelmed as I was introduced to person after person. It seemed like everyone knew Alexander, and they all had stories to share about him.
“Olivia, this is my Aunt Catherine,” Alexander said, gesturing to an elegant woman with a warm smile. She took my hand in hers, and I braced myself for another onslaught of questions and anecdotes.
“Congratulations, dear,” she said. “I am so happy for you both.”
“Thank you,” I replied, my anxiety momentarily abating as I met her kind gaze.
As we made our way around the room, I remained focused on our connection and the love that had brought us to this point. But with each introduction, I felt more and more drained. I had been struggling to keep up with everything we needed to accomplish in the last few days.
An hour into the engagement party, I felt Alexander’s hand on my lower back, gently guiding me away from the crowd. The noise of laughter and conversation dimmed as we slipped away, his reassuring presence at my side.
“Come with me,” he murmured, leading me down a hallway adorned with family photos and warm memories.
Anticipation quickened my pulse, unsure of what to expect but trusting him implicitly. He opened a door to a seemingly random room, ushering me inside before locking it behind us.
“Alexander?” I asked softly.
“You’ve been doing so well tonight, Olivia,” he said. “I just wanted to give you a little break.” He stepped closer, his hands resting on my hips, and looked deep into my eyes. “You look absolutely stunning.”
A shiver ran through me at his words, and my cheeks flushed with both pride and desire. His gaze lingered on me, appreciating every curve and contour of my body. It felt as if he was undressing me with his eyes, and I couldn’t help but squirm under the intensity of his stare.
“Turn around,” he ordered, his voice husky with need. As I obeyed, I felt his fingers deftly lifting the hem of my dress, exposing my hips and the lace underwear that lay beneath. My breaths grew shallow, my skin buzzing as he unbuckled his pants, freeing himself.
“Alexander,” I gasped, my voice shaky from the excitement building within me. I felt him press against me from behind, his hardness teasing my entrance.
“Shh, love,” he breathed into my ear, one hand holding my dress up while the other gripped my hip tightly. “Just enjoy this moment.”
With that, he thrust into me, driving himself deep inside. A moan escaped my lips as he filled me completely, his strokes growing faster and more insistent.
“God, Olivia,” he groaned, his breath hot against my neck. “You feel so fucking amazing.”
The sensations overwhelmed me—the delicious stretch of him inside me, the firm grip of his hand on my hip, the way his body moved in perfect harmony with mine. My thoughts dissolved into pure, unadulterated pleasure, and I couldn’t help but whimper his name.
“Alexander… Oh, God, yes…”
His pace quickened even further, each thrust pushing me closer to the climax. My knees buckled as I surrendered to the ecstasy, and I clung to him for support.
“Come for me, Olivia,” he urged. “Let go.”
