Page 50 of Forbidden Hearts

“Slow down, sweetheart,” Alonzo says.

I freeze in place.

God, Ihatethat word. It reminds me of Jacob and his disgusting hands on my body.

“Is something wrong?” Alonzo stops next to me.

“I don’t like that word.”

“What word? Sweetheart?”

“Yeah. That one.”

“Interesting,” he says, studying my face for a while. “Why not?”

“I just don’t,” I say, turning away. He’s going to tease me with the word from now on, I just know it. It’s how it started with Jacob. Maybe this won’t be fun after all.

“Okay,” he says after a while. “I won’t use it again.”

“T-thank you,” I say, stunned that Alonzo is taking my feelings into consideration and immensely relieved that he won’t be teasing me with that word.

He holds my hand, sending my heart into overdrive, and we start to the cabin together.

Chapter 24

Alonzo

I have been waiting for this moment since the day I saw her up on that stage. The desire grew even stronger after she visited my office last week, and I got to see and taste her pretty little cunt. But when she took my cock in her mouth this morning and swallowed me whole, I knew I had to have her. I knew she had to be mine.

I caress her face as we stand at the foot of my bed. Her skin is soft and warm under my rough hands. It’s hard to imagine that the same hands I used to kill so many dangerous men are now touchingher.

Her hands find my chest, spreading across my pecs in a circular motion as our lips interlock. Her hands are warm on my chest. She moves them up to my shoulder, slipping them into my suit jacket, pushing it down in one swift motion. It slides down to the floor. Not ideal, but I’m too hung up on her to care about that right now.

It looks like she’s as eager to undress me as I am to undress her.

Soon, my arms are on her back, gripping the back of her shirt as desperation takes over me. I need to be inside her now, goddamn it.

I fist the back of her shirt and lift it. Our lips pull apart briefly, and Alex lifts her arms, finally freeing her of her shirt.

An involuntaryfuckescapes my lips when I realize she’s wearing the same bikini she wore at The Den when she danced for me.

“You like it, Professor?” she grins a devilish grin. “After I saw you in your office this morning, I ran home to put this on. Just for you.”

“I would love it more if it was on the floor,” I growl, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her in. I kiss the valley between her beautiful breasts as I cup one with my free hand.

A soft groan escapes Alex’s beautiful lips. I can feel her nipples tightening through the bra, causing my cock to grow harder.

“You are something else,” I breathe against her chest. Her arms prickle at the warmth of my breath.

A few desperate seconds later, I undo her bra and let it fall. Her beautiful tits spill out of her bra with a bounce, and I catch one in my mouth.

With my free hand, I dig my fingers into her soft back and bring her in closer. My tongue swirls over her hard nipple, and out of the corner of my eye, I see her clenching her fists to her sides, causing me to go feral.

I suck harder on the nipple, gently biting, knowing too damn well that if I don’t focus on something else, I’ll bite her harder.

I kiss her chest again and leave a trail of kisses on my journey to her lips. When our mouths lock, her hands go to the buttons of my shirt. Soon, my button-up and muscle shirts join my jacket on the floor.

Her hands trace the outline of my pecs, her fingertips almost digging into my hard skin.

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