My head begins to swim the moment Alex kisses me, a mixture of surprise and excitement filling my entire body. His lips press against mine, thrilling me, and I kiss him back, sliding my tongue into his mouth.
When he barged into my room, all I saw was he wasn’t wearing a shirt. Yes, I’ve seen him completely naked before, but this felt different. More than once, I’ve watched him have sex with women at his parties wearing not a stitch of clothing. I’m used to the way he flaunts his body. It’s gorgeous with muscular arms and chest and abs hard enough to wash clothes on, so why shouldn’t he?
I just never noticed how utterly stunning he was until I saw him shirtless standing in front of me demanding to know what the hell was wrong with me. In truth, I don’t know. Something must be wrong because I’ve never reacted this way to any man.
Not even his brother, who I loved.
Part of me wants to let go and enjoy the ride with Alex as he tears my silk nightgown off my body. He’s raw and so sensual that it would almost be a crime not to. I’m a single woman and he’s a single man, and we are supposed to be dating, so why not do whatever we want?
But another part of me knows the danger of being with a man like him. Gideon wasn’t like that. Yes, he’s a Rule, but he’s different than his brother and father. Those two are far baser in their desires. Gideon prefers things on the refined side. I liked that about him. He’s like a quiet explosion once you get him out of those expensive Italian suits he loves.
This Rule, the one pulling off his pants at this moment and tossing them somewhere on the other side of the room, is wild and untamed. There isn’t a refined bone in his body. He aims to please himself by whatever means possible whenever possible. He’s a creature of the flesh, whereas his brother was a creature of the mind.
I liked having that mental connection with Gideon. He could arouse me simply by whispering a few well-chosen words in my ear.
Alex rarely even likes to talk about things he cares about, much less try to try to turn me on with words. A far more physical being, he lets his body do the talking.
Until a few days ago, I didn’t think I liked that. Now as I kiss him, desperate to feel his mouth on every part of me, I can’t deny I more than like it.
And that’s where the danger lies.
Alex Rule is violent and capricious. His whims change like the wind. He possesses none of the calm and none of the stability his brother has in abundance. He wants what he wants when he wants it, and for him, taking something, including me, is an indulgence he believes is his right.
“You want to really act like we’re together?” he moans as he lifts me up to position me over his erect cock. “Then we’re going to do this all the way.”
I don’t fight him or even respond. I’m not sure I could. I’m so excited at this moment that all I can think about is feeling him inside me. For so long, I thought his base nature repulsed me, but I can see I was lying to myself.
He rams his cock into me with no gentleness or hesitation, almost as if he’s wanted this like I have. Maybe he has. Other than that first day when he made it seem like we’d be spending half our workdays sweaty and rolling around on every surface in his villa, he’s never shown me he was thinking anything like this.
Then again, I haven’t shown him that I wanted him either.
Fully inside me, he stills his body and stares deep into my eyes. “You’re mine now, Sasha. You can’t leave. I won’t let you.”
I pull his mouth to mine to kiss him and whisper against his lips, “I don’t want to go anywhere. This is where I want to be.”
He gives me one of those oh-so-wicked smiles that never fail to make me weak when I see them and begins thrusting in and out of me. There’s no softness to our fucking. It’s raw and needy, like we are right now.
I drag my fingernails across the top of his back and shoulders, ripping the skin as he pounds into me. I’m so wet he slides in easily, and the feel of his hands cupping my ass and squeezing my tender flesh arouses me even more.
Bucking against him, I meet his moves with my own and we fall into a sensual rhythm that excites every inch of my body. He’s thick and long, touching every place inside me that never fails to make me come.
He slides his mouth over to my ear and moans low and deep with every plunge into my needy cunt. I ride him with abandon, desperate to come but wishing this could last forever. When he slides his finger into my ass, it’s like stars exploding behind my eyelids.
“Unless you want me to come quickly, don’t do that,” I groan as I roll my hips to take all of his cock. “That’s a surefire way to make this end soon.”
I open my eyes to see him lift his head from my neck and smile. “This is just round one. Come as fast as you want. We’re going to be busy for a while.”
Feeling my orgasm begin to uncoil inside me, I bite down on his lower lip. “Oh God…don’t stop!”
My pleading makes him go even faster, and in seconds, he’s like a jackhammer inside me touching all the spots I need him to so I can come. I’m far more used to a lot of foreplay with his brother, so this much more frantic pace of fucking makes me unsure what’s going to happen next.
All I know is I want to come so fucking badly right now, and Alex’s cock in my pussy and finger in my ass are doing the trick. I just need a little more and I’ll be there.
As if he can read my mind, that little more happens a few seconds later when he says in my ear, “I’m going to mark that cunt of yours with my cum, and no man is going to be enough for you after tonight. You can say you’re going to leave, but you’re mine now, Sasha.”
His words weave into my brain and through my body, going directly to my pussy. A moment or two later, I feel my release explode inside me, and all I can do is ride his big, thick cock as I lose my ability to think of anything but how incredible he makes me feel.
My pussy milks his cock over and over until he stills inside me, and I feel jets of his cum paint the walls of my cunt. I dig my heels into the small of his back, pressing hard as I desperately try to rub my clit against him. I want to come a second time before he decides he wants to try a different position, and I know I can if I just have a few seconds more.