Page 18 of His Dark Pull

“Alexander,” I whisper.

He leans closer, his lips brushing against mine. “I’ve been thinking about you, Ava,”he murmurs. “I can’t get you out of my head. Sometimes I wish things were different,”his gaze fixed on the road ahead.“I wish I could just take you to dinner and walk you home holding hands like a normal couple. But my life— it’s complicated.”

I know that I can’t resist him, not anymore. The pull of our connection, our shared history, is too strong. We’re both flawed, both carrying the scars of our pasts.

“Ava, you’re mine. You always have been.”

I can feel my heart racing, my pulse pounding in my veins. I know what happens whenhestarts talking like that. “Alexander,”I start.

Then his lips crash down on mine, his mouth hot and demanding. I melt into the kiss, my body responding to him as if it’s aching for his touch. The rain continues to beat down outside, but inside the car, it’s just the two of us. And for now, nothing else exists as Alexander closes the blinds to the driver’s seat and wraps his body around mine.

In a few quick motions, he pulls off my wet clothes and leans in, whispering in my ear, “We don’t have much time until we get to your place.”

His strong arms lift me up, putting me farther back on the seat as he kneels before me. I caress his upper arms as his head crashes down against my mouth, devouring my lips until his mouth travels down my jaw and my neck, then finds my nipples and starts sucking them. I pull him in close. He stays fully dressed, unzipping his pants to pull himself free, and I can feel him hard against the apex of my thighs.

“Ava,”he murmurs, “I want to fuck you.”

His words make me flush scarlet, my clit throbbing at the promise in them. “Tell me what you’ll do to me.”

He bites my ear and moves up my body until we are forehead to forehead.

“I’ll fuck every inch of your body so hard you’ll be seeing stars,”he growls and gazes down at me.

I let out a light moan as he runs his hands rough over my hard nipples. He puts a hand over my mouth to quiet me down so that the driver won’t hear.

I take in his musky scent as he caresses my naked body in the back of the car. The leather seats sticky against my skin, contributing to a whirlwind of emotions running through my body.What will he do to me?

With his hands on my hips, he turns me around, facing the driver’s seat and laying on my stomach. I wonder if he knows what we are doing. It’s exhilarating to think about.

As I think he is about the enter me, he slaps a playful hand across my ass, making me moan. I can feel my cheek burning, and the wetness between my legs is making me drip.

“Oh yes, Alexander,”I say in a low voice. “Fuck me hard.”

“As you wish,”he grunts and shoves his hard dick into me from behind with his other hand grabbing my butt cheek, squeezing it hard. My nipples grind against the rough leather seats, and I bite my lower lips to hold back my screams of pleasure. I surrender to his thrusts, letting myself go, relishing the feeling of him inside of me. His other hand spreads my butt cheeks and slips a wet finger into my tight hole.

“Oh,”I moanin pleasureas he hits the right spot. “Oh, yes, fuck yes, Alexander.”

He’s fucking me so hard I can’t even gather my thoughts, the windows are fogged, and all I feel is his fullness in my pussy, and his finger fucking my other hole.

It’s divine.

His ragged breath becomes more intense as he thrusts harder and harder, slamming into me. “Sorry, but we don’t have much time. Come for me, Ava,”he murmurs.

“Oh yes,” I gasp.

I come faster than I’ve ever come before, tight around him. This is what Alexander does best—making me come repeatedly until I can’t stop. Until I think of nothing else but him.I’m his, and he’s mine.

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I exit Alexander’s car. The night air is cool and fresh. The rain has stopped, leaving the pavement slick and glistening under the soft glow of the streetlights. A silence hangs in the air, broken only by the distant hum of the city that never sleeps.

He stands beside me, his tall frame casting a long shadow that stretches toward me as if trying to bridge the invisible gap that separates us. I can feel his gaze, intense and searching, as if he’s trying to decipher the secrets hidden within my soul.

“Ava,”he begins, his voice a low rumble that ignites a flurry of nerves beneath my skin. “About what I said in the car—”

He pauses, his jaw clenching as if the words are caught in his throat. My heart pounds in my chest. Before he can continue, the shrill ring of my phone shatters the silence. I pull it from my pocket, my eyes widening as I see Tyler’s name flashing on the screen.

Answering the phone feels like a betrayal, a violation of the intimacy we’ve just shared.

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