“Oh, God…Sasha…” I felt his lips on my throat. He was still buried in me to the hilt. And insanely, I didn’t want to let him go. “Christ. I’m sorry.” His voice seemed torn from him. “This is so fucked up. I don’t know how to do this, goddammit. I’ve never loved anyone before.”
“It’s okay,” I murmured. “I’ll show you.” I realized how ridiculous that was. I had no idea either. But I was going to try. This was my man.Mine!
He moved to slide out of me, and I hooked my ankles behind him and locked him in place. His eyes widened.
“Sash…”
I shook my head. “Make love to me,” I breathed. He swallowed hard. When I clenched my muscles around him, he shuddered.
“Are you sure? I—” I could feel his body poised tensely. The throbbing of him deep inside me showing me how close he was to the edge.
“Love me,” I pleaded. I wanted him so much. Wantedthis. And most of all, I wanted to wipe every trace of that woman from his world.
When I undulated my hips against him, he groaned. Leaning over me, he cupped my face in his hands. He locked his eyes with mine as he began to move. I bit my bottom lip as the sensations began to build again. The sweetness of it was such a sharp contrast to those moments before that I felt tears prickling.
“Are you okay?” he asked hoarsely. I gave a tiny nod.
“Yes. You feel good,” I reassured him. “Yes, like that…” I had to swallow to stop the emotion welling over. “Don’t stop doing that… God!”
He was sliding slowly within me now. Each stroke to the base of his cock and then out to the tip. It was setting me on fire. The fabric of his pants grazed my thighs, the rough rasp of his zipper brushing up against my flaming flesh. Tingling against my clit. I could feel the buttons of his shirt against my chest. The bonnet of the Bentley was hard and smooth beneath my back. I slid along the surface of it each time he pushed into me, and I wondered what damage we were doing to the paintwork. And then he stroked into me again and I forgot all about it.
I hissed out a breath, twining my fingers into his thick hair. The strong lines of his face had set as he focused on his steady rhythm, but his breathing was erratic. His forehead gleamed beneath a sheen of perspiration. I wanted to lick it from his face. To breathe the smell of him into me.
“Yeah…yeah, there…” I exhaled. “ Oh, God!” I was struggling to meet his smooth strokes now as my own body began to demand more. “Yeah… Oh, fuck! Deeper!” My voice had dropped to a raw moan. The sound he made was muffled as I closed my mouth over his, sucking the breath from him. I was going to take him into my heart and never let him go. I ground my pelvis up against him, clamping like a vise. He raised his face from mine, breathless, panting.
“Sweetness…I’m going to…”
“Yes,” I moaned, my voice guttural. “Do it…” But he was holding off, not taking us over the edge. I tried to urge him closer.
“I don’t want you to leave me,” he said hoarsely, his eyes intense as they stayed locked with mine. I shook my head. How could he even ask me this? I couldn’t tear myself away if my life depended on it – though sometimes it felt as if it did. “Tell me what you want from me. I need to know…” He groaned as he seated himself in my core.
“Everything,” I said fiercely. “Your heart. Your soul. I want it all.”
“It’s yours,” he whispered against my lips. I could feel the pulsing of his shaft within my clasping walls as his orgasm burst through him. And I shattered.
Prince Walker
New beginnings
Iset my pen down, gathered the scattered pages together and put them in a neat pile on the boardroom table between us.
“There. All done,” my mother said, putting her own pen down and smiling over at me. We sat quietly for a moment. “I’m proud of you, darling,” she broke the silence. “You’ve come further than I ever imagined.”
I swallowed a lump in my throat. “I’m just sorry it’s taken me so long, Mom,” I admitted.
She shrugged. “I knew you’d get here eventually,” she said. “You’re not like him, you know. I was worried for a while. That you might try to become your father.” I shook my head, but she was right. I’d spent years being a complete dick while I tried to be the man he wanted me to be. Truth was, I didn’t even like that man. “You’re better than he is, Alec. You know that, right?” she said softly. I felt myself melt a little.
“I’m just trying to find my way, Mom,” I replied.
“Well, you’re on the right track. And that woman is going to help you get there. Sasha…” she continued. “I like her, Alec. I like her a lot.”
“I like her too,” I said, smiling.
“Oh, I can see that,” she chuckled. “I’ve never seen you so taken by anyone as much. Or anything, for that matter. There was a time I thought we’d never drag you away from that workshop of yours. Do you remember?”
I grinned back at her. “I still have it.”
“I know. But I’m not allowed in anymore.” Mom shook her head and laughed. “I hope you haven’t applied the same rules to her.”
