In one swift motion, he yanked the dress down to my waist, his mouth immediately finding my breast. He bit the lace–covered nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure–pain straight to my core.
“Alexander!” I cried out, arching into him.
“I love when you say my name like that,” he murmured against my skin. “Like you’re begging and demanding at the same time.”
His hands pushed my dress past my hips, letting it pool at my feet. I stood before him in nothing but my black lace lingerie and heels, feeling both powerful and vulnerable under his hungry gaze.
“Turn around,” he commanded, his voice rough.
I complied, facing the door as his hands skimmed down my sides to grip my ass. He pressed against me from behind, his erection obvious through his pants as he ground against me.
“Look at this perfect ass,” he said, delivering a sharp smack that made me jump. “Mine to play with. Mine to fuck.”
“Yes,” I breathed, pushing back against him.
He unhooked my bra with practiced ease, tossing it aside before spinning me back to face him. His mouth descended on my exposed breasts, tongue circling one nipple before sucking it hard into his mouth.
I fumbled with his jacket, pushing it off his shoulders. “Too many clothes,” I complained.
“Impatient little thing,” he murmured against my skin, but he stepped back to shrug off his jacket and loosen
his tie.
I reached for his shirt buttons, but he caught my wrists. “Not yet. First, I want to taste you.”
Before I could respond, he dropped to his knees, hooking his fingers into the waistband of my panties and dragging them down my legs. I stepped out of them, standing naked except for my heels.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered, his breath hot against my inner thigh.
I widened my stance, bracing myself against the door as he looked up at me with wicked intent. His thumbs parted my folds, exposing me completely to his gaze.
“So fucking wet,” he said appreciatively. “Is this all for me?”
“Yes,” I gasped. “Please,”
“Please what?” He blew gently on my exposed clit, making me shiver.
“Please touch me. Taste me. Anything!”
His tongue flicked out, barely grazing my clit. “Like this?”
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“More,” I begged, my hips jerking forward.
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He chuckled darkly before diving in, his tongue flat against my pussy in one long, firm stroke. I cried out, my head falling back against the door as he began to devour me in earnest.
“Oh god, yes!” I threaded my fingers through his hair, holding him against me.
Alexander groaned against me, the vibrations adding to the sensation as he sucked my clit between his lips. One finger circled my entrance teasingly before pushing inside, quickly joined by a second.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he mumbled against me, curling his fingers to hit that perfect spot inside me.
My legs trembled as he worked me with his mouth and fingers, building me toward an orgasm with ruthless precision. Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, he pulled away, leaving me gasping and on the edge.
“Not yet,” he said, rising to his feet. “I want you to come on my cock.”
He lifted me effortlessly, carrying me to the bedroom and tossing me onto the massive bed. I bounced once before settling against the luxurious sheets, watching as he finally began to undress.
He loosened his tie completely, pulling it free with a silky hiss that made my pussy clench in anticipation. His fingers worked the buttons of his shirt, revealing his chiseled chest inch by tantalizing inch.
His pants followed, along with his boxer briefs, freeing his impressive erection. My mouth watered at the sight of his hard cock, thick and long and already leaking at the tip.
“Spread your legs for me,” he commanded, moving to the nightstand to retrieve a condom.
I did as he asked, opening myself to him as he rolled the condom down his length. The bed dipped as he crawled over me, his body covering mine completely.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmured, surprising me with the tenderness in his voice.
He captured my mouth in a deep kiss, his tongue tangling with mine as his cock nudged at my entrance. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him closer.
“Tell me you want this,” he demanded, the head of his cock teasing my slick folds.
“I want you inside me,” I gasped. “Please, Alexander, fuck me.”
With one powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, making us both groan at the sensation. He stilled for a moment, allowing me to adjust to his size.
“So tight,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “Like you were made for my cock.”
“Move,” I urged, digging my heels into his ass. “Please, I need you to move.”
He pulled back slowly before slamming back in, setting a punishing rhythm that had me seeing stars. Each thrust pushed me up the bed until he held my hips firmly, keeping me still.
“Is this what you wanted?” he growled, his fingers digging into my flesh. “My cock stretching this tight pussy?”
“Yes!” I cried out as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. “God, yes!”
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He shifted, hooking one of my legs over his shoulder to change the angle. The new position let him hit even deeper, and I nearly screamed as he pounded into me.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, his eyes locked on my face. “Let me hear how good I make you feel.”
“So good,” I moaned, my words broken by his powerful thrusts. “Your cock feels so fucking good inside me.”
He suddenly pulled out, making me whimper at the loss. “Turn over,” he ordered. “Hands and knees.”
I scrambled to comply, positioning myself as he’d commanded. He ran a hand down my spine to my ass, squeezing appreciatively before delivering a sharp smack that made me yelp.
“This view,” he said reverently. “Your ass up in the air, waiting for my cock. Fucking perfect.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
