Chapter 311
Madison
“Tell me you want more,” he demanded, his voice low and commanding.
“I want more,” I admitted, surprised by how much I meant it.
He rewarded me with another slap, followed by his fingers sliding between my folds to find me even wetter than before.
“Fuck, you’re drenched,” he groaned, circling my entrance teasingly. “All this from a little spanking? What a dirty girl you are.”
His words should have embarrassed me, but instead, they sent another rush of wetness between my thighs. There was something freeing about being with Alexander, about letting go of my carefully constructed professional persona and just being raw and sexual.
His fingers pushed inside me again, stretching me as his other hand continued to knead my ass. I moaned, pushing back against him, silently begging for more.
“So responsive,” he murmured, sounding almost reverent. “So perfect for me.”
For him. Not for anyone else. The possessiveness in his voice made my heart skip a beat. But was it real? Or just part of the game we were playing?
His fingers curled inside me, hitting that perfect spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids. I cried out, my inner walls clenching around him.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, increasing his pace. “Take what you need.”
I rode his fingers shamelessly, chasing the building pleasure. His other hand snaked around to find my clit, circling it with just the right pressure.
“Alexander,” I gasped, feeling another orgasm approaching rapidly.
“Come for me again,” he commanded. “I want to feel this tight pussy squeeze my fingers.”
His crude words pushed me over the edge, my second orgasm even more intense than the first. I cried out his name, my body convulsing around his fingers as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me.
Just as I was coming down from my high, Alexander abruptly withdrew his fingers. I whimpered at the loss, turning to look at him over my shoulder.
“Why did you stop?” I asked, breathless and confused.
His expression was unreadable as he stepped back, water streaming down his magnificent body. “We should finish showering.”
“But I thought-”
“Later,” he cut me off, reaching for the shampoo. “We have all day.”
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Confusion washed over me as he began to lather his hair, acting as if he hadn’t just been fingering me to orgasm seconds ago. His cock was still rock hard, jutting proudly from his body, but he made no move to seek his own
release.
Was this about Katherine? Had thoughts of her distracted him? Or was this just another one of his games, building anticipation?
I reached for him, my hand wrapping around his thick length. “Let me help you with this.”
He caught my wrist, stopping me. “Patience, Ms. Harper. Good things come to those who wait.”
The double entendre wasn’t lost on me. I withdrew my hand, trying not to feel rejected as I reached for the shampoo.
We finished our shower in relative silence, the air between us charged with unresolved tension. Alexander’s eyes tracked my movements as I washed my hair and body, his gaze hungry despite his restraint.
When we finally stepped out, he handed me a fluffy towel, his fingers brushing mine in a touch that seemed almost tender.
“Dry off,” he instructed, his voice softer now. “Then meet me in the bedroom.”
I nodded, patting myself dry as he did the same. The mirror had fogged over, obscuring my reflection, which was probably for the best. I didn’t need to see the confusion that I knew would be written all over my face.
What was Alexander playing at? First, the teasing in the car, then not fucking me last night, now stopping in the middle of shower sex? It wasn’t like him to exercise such restraint, especially when he was clearly aroused.
I wrapped the towel around myself and padded into the bedroom, where Alexander was already waiting. He’d discarded his towel, sitting naked on the edge of the bed, his cock still impressively hard.
“Drop the towel,” he said, his voice leaving no room for argument.
I let the towel fall to the floor, standing naked before him. His eyes roamed over my body, appreciation evident in his gaze.
“Come here,” he beckoned, spreading his legs slightly.
I moved toward him, stopping between his knees. His hands immediately found my hips, pulling me closer.
“Do you have any idea how fucking gorgeous you are?” he asked, his thumbs tracing circles on my hipbones.
“You might have mentioned it once or twice,” I replied, trying for lightness despite the tension coiling in my belly,
“Not nearly enough, then.”
His hands slid up my sides to cup my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples until they hardened into tight peaks.
“Perfect,” he murmured, leaning forward to take one nipple into his mouth.
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I gasped, my hands finding his shoulders for support as he sucked and licked. His other hand continued to knead my neglected breast, pinching and rolling the nipple between his fingers.
“Alexander,” I moaned, my fingers tangling in his damp hair.
He switched to my other breast, giving it the same thorough attention while his hand slid down between my legs, finding me still wet and ready.
“Always so wet for me,” he growled against my skin. “Tell me what you want, Madison.”
“You,” I answered without hesitation. “I want you inside me.”
He pulled back, his eyes meeting mine. “Be specific. I want to hear you say it.”
I swallowed, my cheeks heating. “I want your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me.”
His eyes darkened at my words. “Good girl. On the bed. On your back.”
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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.
