"I'm honored that you're willing to share it with me," I said. "From now on, we'll face this pain together, okay? You don't have to bear it alone anymore."
"Anna..."
"I'm sorry," I said. "I was too selfish, only thinking about my work and freedom, not considering your inner fears. I understand why you need to protect me, and I'm willing to cooperate with your arrangements, as long as you don't have to endure this pain alone anymore."
Alexander's pupils dilated, his eyes reddening, then he suddenly held me tightly. "You and Sofia are the most important people in my life. I can't lose you."
"You won't lose us," I embraced him back. "We're a family. We'll face everything together."
On that quiet night, in that car stopped by the roadside, I finally truly understood Alexander.
This powerful, yet heartbreaking man.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Anna
Alexander and I locked eyes, and the atmosphere between us suddenly grew charged with intimacy. Moonlight filtered through the car window, casting a soft glow over us. In this serene night, it felt like the world had narrowed to just the two of us.
Out of nowhere, Alexander gripped my head and waist firmly, pulling me toward him. His kiss was fierce, brimming with possession and raw hunger, as if he intended to consume me entirely. I could sense all the emotions he'd been holding back erupting in that moment.
When the kiss ended, he didn't release me. Instead, he began kissing my neck. His hands wandered restlessly over my body, and the heat inside the car surged. Logic told me this was a car, but his touch erased every coherent thought.
"Anna..." He whispered my name in my ear, his voice husky and pulse-quickening.
I responded in kind, both of us swept away by passion. In this confined space, time seemed to freeze, leaving only our ragged breaths and thundering heartbeats intertwined. His hand glided along my waist, fingertips burning hot, setting every inch of my skin ablaze.His kisses shifted from my lips to behind my ear, his warm breath teasing my nerves, making me shiver uncontrollably.
"Anna…" He murmured my name again, laced with long-suppressed desire and restraint. His palm gently cupped my face, his deep eyes gleaming intensely under the moonlight, as if he wanted to devour me whole. My heart pounded wildly, nearly bursting from my chest, and reason shattered completely.
The car's interior felt cramped and intimate, the leather seats creaking softly with our movements. His hand slid downward, unbuttoning my coat with careful yet unyielding determination. My breathing quickened; I tried to speak, but only a low whimper escaped. His lips covered mine again, the kiss deeper and more urgent, pouring out all the unspoken emotions.
I clutched his shirt, my fingers brushing the warm firmness of his chest. He leaned in, gently pressing me back against the seat. The air crackled with heat, the temperature soaring. Moonlight outlined his chiseled jawline, and I could feel him battling his urges, yet every touch revealed his undeniable craving.
His fingers tangled in my hair, drawing me closer as his mouth explored mine with a passion that left me breathless. I arched into him, my body responding instinctively to the fire he ignited. The windows fogged from our heat, turning the car into a private sanctuary. Alexander's free hand slipped under my shirt, tracing the curve of my side, sending electric shocks through me. I gasped against his lips, my hands roaming over his broad shoulders, feeling the muscles tense beneath my touch.
He broke the kiss briefly to whisper, "You drive me insane, Anna." His voice was rough, edged with desperate need. Before I could reply, he claimed my mouth again, our tongues dancing in a rhythm that echoed our escalating desire.
I fumbled with his shirt buttons, craving more of his skin. My palms slid over his heated flesh, tracing the ridges of his abs. He groaned into my mouth, the vibration sending shivers through me. His hand mirrored mine, dipping beneath my clothesto cup my breast, his thumb circling my nipple until it peaked under his touch. I moaned, the sensation shooting straight to my core.
"Touch me," he growled, guiding my hand lower. I complied, palming him through his pants, feeling his hardness straining against the fabric. He was rock-hard, throbbing beneath my fingers. I stroked him slowly at first, then picked up speed, matching the rhythm of his breaths.
Alexander's eyes darkened as he watched me, his control unraveling. He unzipped my jeans with skilled fingers, sliding his hand inside. I was already soaked, slick with anticipation. His touch was electrifying, fingers finding my clit and rubbing in slow, deliberate circles. I bucked against his hand, a whimper escaping my lips.
"Fuck, Anna, you're so wet," he murmured, slipping a finger inside me, then another. He pumped them in and out, curling just right to hit that sweet spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids. I stroked him harder, squeezing his length through the fabric, feeling him twitch in response.
We were both panting now, the car echoing with the sounds of our shared pleasure. His thumb pressed firmly against my clit while his fingers delved deeper, building that tight coil of tension within me. I unzipped him, freeing his cock. It sprang out, hot and heavy in my hand. I wrapped my fingers around him, pumping from base to tip, thumbing the sensitive head. Pre-cum beaded at the tip, and I spread it over his shaft, making my strokes smoother and slicker.
Alexander hissed, his hips thrusting into my grip. "Just like that," he encouraged, his voice strained. His fingers moved faster inside me, scissoring and thrusting, driving me wild. I was drenching his hand, my body clenching around him as the pressure mounted.
He leaned in, sucking on my neck, marking me with his teeth. The slight sting blended with pleasure, pushing me closer to the brink. "Come for me first," he commanded, his tone brooking no argument. His fingers plunged deeper, his palm grinding against my clit.
I shattered, crying out as waves of ecstasy crashed over me. My hand tightened on him, stroking erratically through my climax.Alexander didn't stop, prolonging every aftershock until I was trembling, utterly spent yet still yearning for more.
Only when I was fully aroused, my body humming with need, did he reposition us. He reclined the seats, creating more space in the tight confines. I straddled him, our clothes shoved aside haphazardly. His cock pressed against my entrance, teasing. "Ready?" he asked, eyes locked on mine.
I nodded, lowering myself onto him. He filled me inch by inch, stretching me perfectly. We both groaned at the exquisite sensation. I began moving, rocking my hips, taking him deeper with each thrust. Alexander gripped my waist, guiding my rhythm, his hips bucking up to meet me.
It was frantic and raw. The car rocked with our movements, windows completely steamed. His hands roamed everywhere—squeezing my ass, pinching my nipples, pulling me down for bruising kisses. I rode him hard, grinding my clit against his base, chasing another peak.
