Releasing her wrists, he tipped his head back, his reward seeing the flush to her breasts, her hard, dusky pink nipples, and the haze of desire in her eyes. “I am going to ravage your delicious pussy, Elizabeth. And while I do, I want you to go back to toying with those perfect breasts. Do youunderstand?”
With a shaky smile, she started to pinch and tug at her nipples. “Yes.”
Her stomach quaked as she let her head rest against the river rock wall, and Alexander returned his attention to her slick folds. The scent of her arousal filled the enclosure as he started tracing patterns on the sensitive bundle of nerves that he loved sowell.
As the trembling spread to her thighs, he shifted, nipping and biting a trail from her inner thigh to her hip and backagain.
Elizabeth gasped and tugged harder on her nipples when he returned his attention to her clit. “Please,” she begged. “I need tocome.”
“Not yet,” he growled against her pussy. “Not until Isay.”
A keening moan escaped as he sucked at her nub, and Alexander braced his arm across her belly to steady her as he slid two fingers into her throbbing channel. With one twist of his fingers, he found her G-spot.
“Now,” he ordered, then swirled his tongue around her clit. “Come now.” A final nip to the throbbing flesh and she imploded, his name tearing from her lips as she screamed and shuddered. He took all of her, lapping at her folds, her release so sweet and heady on histongue.
As she came down from the high of her release, she slid her fingers into his hair. “More,” she whispered. “I want you insideme.”
“That is exactly where I want to be,” he managed as he got to his feet. “But I don’t know if I can do that without hurtingyou.”
Elizabeth kissed him and wrapped her fingers around his aching cock. “I think youcan.”
Once he’d rolled the condom over his length, he assessed her. Small lines of strain marred the corner of her lips. Elizabeth’s left shoulder slumped lower than the right, but her eyes were clear, desire churning in the azuredepths.
“Do exactly as I say,” he ordered. Once she nodded, he bent slightly, then wrapped his arms around her thighs and lifted her against him. “Do not use your left arm to hold on,Elizabeth.”
She’d been about to drape both arms around his neck but obeyed, and he pressed her back gently against thewall.
“If I hurt you—at all—you sayred.” Already, his cock demanded attention nestled so close to her channel, but he’d endure the worst case of blue balls ever to avoid causing her even one moment ofpain.
“I will. Please. Inside me.” Each word was punctuated with a stuttering breath, and Alexander wasted no moretime.
Slowly, watching her face for any pain, he slid home, and they both groaned as she tightened around him. With each thrust, he raced closer to the edge, and as his balls tightened, he ground his hips into hers. Elizabethmoaned.
“Alexander!”
He dipped his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth. As he scraped his teeth over the tight bud, she lost control, and a second climax ripped through her. Alexander let go and flew over the edge withher.
Elizabeth trailed her fingers over half a dozen sweaters, jeans, tanks, and t-shirts someone on Alexander’s staff had purchased for her. “I’d be mad at you, but these are all things I’d buy. Though, my versions would be way less expensive.” Lifting the sleeve of a cashmere sweater, she frowned. “This sweater probably cost more than my monthly grocerybill.”
“Marjorie had your sizes, and the police wouldn’t let Thomas go through your closet.” Alexander tugged on a pair of black jeans. “Tomorrow, Milos and Carl can escort us to your flat, and you can pick up anything else youneed.”
“I don’t think I’d have wanted Thomas going through my underwear drawer,” Elizabeth said as she pulled on a pair of black lacepanties.
Everything fit perfectly, and once Elizabeth had laced up the white Keds, she surveyed herself in the mirror in the corner. Alexander’s closet was bigger than her entire bedroom. Despite the bruises, including a tiny one under her arm that throbbed with every breath, she didn’tfeelawful, but she looked like death. Her cheeks had lost their usual color, dark circles braced her eyes, and the knot on her forehead had swollen to the size of a baby’sfist.
Alexander was scrolling through his messages when she returned to the bedroom. “Shite. We need to make a statement to the press tonight. TheBabbler’sspeculation that I was rough with you has gained a bit oftraction.”
“Oh God. Yes, of course. Should we do it now? Before the Feds get here?” She rolled her shoulders to release some of the tension, then had to stifle awince.
“No. We’ll put itoff.”
Alexander’s sudden about-face had her meeting his gaze. He looked stricken, as if he’d just seen her bruises for the firsttime.
“I’m not risking yourhealth.”
“For fuck’s sake.” She straightened before marching over to him. “I realize I look like a punching bag, and maybe that’s not the best image to present, but spending a few minutes telling the press they’re full of shit isn’t going to ‘risk my health’ in anyway.”
Taking a step back, Alexander’s brows arched. “You challenge me, Elizabeth. Your independence. Your spirit. I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you. I need you in mylife.”
