He continues pumping his hips back and forth, sliding in and out of me with ease, each time deeper than before. Pleasure builds inside of me at a slow and familiar pace. I know he can make me come, he always has, but this time it’s different. The faster he gets me there, the sooner he’ll leave me all over again. I can’t figure out if that’s a good thing or not.
“Yes, baby,” he whispers against my skin. He’s licked me clean, and now he nipping right underneath my jawline.
I shiver at the sensation, pushing my head against the mattress, hoping that he’ll give me more.
“Just like that,” he murmurs.
He lifts himself up above me, elbows rested on each side of my head. He never stops moving inside of me as he breathes heavy into my mouth. I open wider in invitation, the tip of my tongue brushing gently across his bottom lip.
That seems to snap him out of some sort of a stupor. He takes my mouth in a hungry kiss, shoving his tongue in with force, giving me everything I asked for. His hips are moving faster now, and I can tell that he is close to letting it all go.
I wrap my legs tighter around his waist, and I kiss him back with everything I have. It’s a duel that I intend to win. As I hang onto him, I raise my hips off the bed, desperately looking for contact against my clit, but he’s moving too fast now.
Since he can always read my mind, especially when we’re having sex, he continues kissing me while he slides his righthand down my body until his nimble fingers finally touch me where I need it.
He is not gentle at all when he presses his thumb against my clit, then rubs it up and down, faster and faster, building me up as he goes.
I rip my mouth away from his, needing to inhale. I press my head back and close my eyes, finally allowing myself to ride the wave I’ve been searching for.
Pleasure envelopes my body, covering every inch of my skin and inside my heart. Like in a dream, I feel Alex moving faster and faster while his cock gives me everything he has in him.
With rushed moves, he gets up on his knees while his hands land on my hips, with his thumbs digging into my hipbones. I continue riding my orgasm, but it is empty somehow because he is not there with me.
Alex’s eyes bore into mine. He seems as lost as I feel.
“Come with me,” I whimper.
That’s what he usually tells me, and it works like a charm. I count on it this time as well even though the roles are completely reversed.
“Yes!” He closes his eyes and his hips go faster. My hands clench into the bedding, oblivious to everything but the way he makes me feel.
I float through the air with Alex as my anchor. I count on him to bring me back to the ground, to take care of me forever.
The crash when it happens is brutal. My eyes snap open, and I see him on his knees, in between my legs, with his softening cock slowly sliding out of me. Tears gather in the corners of my eyes when I realize that this meant nothing to him. He came over because he knew I’d be a sure thing.
I will never bethe onefor him.
He will never allow it.
FOURTEEN
Alex
“You’re still blocked.”
The words echo in my head on the cab drive back to my apartment. I just spent the most amazing night with the only woman who will ever mean anything to me, and she pretty much threw me out right after.
Actually, no, it wasn’t right after. Once we were done, I fell on the bed next to her. I blindly reached for her and pulled her into me. She came with no protest, her body fitting perfectly against mine.
Sex with Mona has always been an experience onto itself. Every time we parted, when we came back together, we reached a new level of pleasure that neither one of us thought was possible. It was addictive, and I became obsessed with the taste and scent of her. Not claiming her as mine is uncomprehensible.
Then why do you keep on breaking up with her, dude?The voice in my head sounds too much like Kyle. He would definitely ask me that if he knew what was going on through my mind. I’ve never been the type to confide in people, and even if I was, Kyle’s never been known to give sound advice. I will say, though, that ever since he and Zara became a thing, it’s like he got smart in all the things when it came to relationships.
Reacting solely on instinct, I pick up my phone to call him. Just as I am about to tap on his name, the cab pulls in front of my apartment building. I pay and get out, but two steps into it, guilt eats at me. I turn around and march back to the side of the driver just as he is about to take off. When I tap onto his window, he gives me a blank look, which then turns into a sort of an angry but worried frown.
“May I help you?” he asks through the barely cracked window.
I reach into the pocket of my jeans and pull out some cash. I almost hand over the entire wad I have in there but then change my mind. I grab a ten and slide it to him through the crack.
