Pouting, I leaned back and enjoyed the sight of him stroking himself. Alek’s eyes darkened as they roamed over my body, lingering on my stiff nipples and drenched core. My skin was littered with bite marks and subtle bruises from his hands. I liked the sight of them—how they made me remember his tattooed, veiny forearms holding me close as he pushed into me.
“Evangeline,” Jules began, tone warning.
“It really is! I can’t control a bad signal, and I figured you didn’t want me to leave her apartment alone.” The pause told me how much he believed me, so I quickly added, “You know I answer your calls as soon as I see them. I know the rules.”
“Fine,” he bit out before his voice softened. “I was calling to see if you wanted to come over for dinner. I feel like it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.”
Alek’s pace quickened, and I licked my lips, needing this phone call to be over with so I could feel him again. He gritted his jaw, mouthing, “Like what you see, baby?”
“Yes,” I breathed. Then, I blinked before saying, “I mean, yes, Jules, dinner tonight would be great. You can pick me up from Mia’s closer to dinnertime?”
“Sounds good.”
Alek winked.
“Very, very good,” I murmured. “Hey, Jules, I might go hop in the shower, but I’ll see you later.”
“Okay, Ann?—”
I hung up on him immediately, planning on blaming the bad signal if he asked me about it later. I wasted no time seating myself on my cock, sighing with relief when we finally rejoined.
Alek thrust upward, his mouth already finding my neck while his hands settled on both of my breasts. “Such a naughty girl trying to keep me away from these. How should I punish you?”
“You could fuck me.”
“Mmm, but I think you’d like that too much.”
“Thenruin me, Alek.” I looked at him, my eyes hooded, and my lashes fluttering closed. I leaned into him, letting my lips brush against his. “Fuck me like I’m yours.”
Alek snapped.
He pounded into me from below, hitting that sweet spot over and over again with brutal thrusts. I tried to gasp, but the sound was cut off by his hand grabbing my throat and squeezing until I saw stars. The wordstopbalanced on my tongue. I knew he would do it if I asked, but I didn’t want him to stop. He controlled the very air I breathed, whether I could gasp or moanor scream out for more. And handing over that control—mylife—was terrifying.
But I trusted him enough to take care of me. Alek would never hurt me. Everything he did was to make me feel pleasure. And in a world where every one of my decisions had the potential to send me into catastrophe, it was so freeing to trust someone like that. To have them take away the buzzing and leave me in my silence.
“Mine,” Alek growled, biting my neck. “You are fuckingmine,Evangeline.”
“I’m yours. All yours.”
“Forever. You’re mine forever, baby.”
I had a split second to decide what to say next. “Come with me to dinner then,” I murmured, rocking my hips back and forth, becoming more and more comfortable with having sex now that we’d done it a few times. “Get my brother’s permission, and we can have our forever.”
“I don’t need permission for you to be mine.”
“You do if you want us to ever get married in the future. My brother’s opinion means a lot to me.”
Alek groaned. “Fine. But only if I get to come inside you at least three times before.”
I grinned. “You'd better get started, then.”
January 12th
Evangeline
Hey, can I come over?
Mia
