Page 43 of Wanted

To us.

Grabbing my waist, he hoisted me onto the vanity, hiking my dressup so I was exposed. Palming me over my panties, he teased me until I became slickwith arousal. Shifting the lace material to the side, he pushed a fingerbetween my swollen folds but didn’t go further. He was allowing me to lead. Iwould give him consent when I was ready. Little did he know he wouldn’t have towait long at all.

“Please,” I begged, running my hands through his hair and pullinghim closer. “Alek, please.” My begging broke him. He thrust two fingers deepinside me, wasting no time by curving his fingers to rub against the sweet spothe knew would drive me crazy.

“Goddamn it, Sara,” hemoaned. “I can’t take much more.” He cradled his head into the crook of myneck. “Please, tell me I can have you. Please, tell me you’re not going totorture me and make me wait to claim what’s mine.” His free hand moved up mybody and pulled down the top of my dress. With the skill only he possessed, hefreed my breast and teased me first with his fingers then with his gloriousmouth.

It was too much. Everything hit me like a tidal wave all at once.The hurt and despair etched into my very existence, all came crashing down onme. Then there was the pleasure, overshadowing anything I’d felt over the pastthree months. Seeing Alek again was almost surreal. I never thought I would layeyes on him ever again, and there he was, looking for me at the bar a week ago.

Then I walked into the same restaurant he owned with Kael. Whatthe hell were the chances?

I was thrown from my thoughts when the familiar pull coiled in mybelly. His thumb was stroking my clit as his fingers thrust inside me. “Fuuuuuuck,”I moaned. “Faster. Do it faster.” There was no time for shame or shyness. I hadone goal in mind, and I was going to claim it no matter what.

He strummed me faster, giving me exactly what I cried for. Grippinghis shoulders, I spread my legs wider and pumped against his hand. My wallstightened and he knew what was happening. He barely latched onto my mouth toswallow my screams as I came. He never let up, simply slowing down hismovements as my orgasm subsided.

“I want you to take me, Alek,” I demanded, reaching down andunhooking his belt from his pants.

“I can’t believe I’m going to ask you this, but…are you sure?” Hesmiled, but there was no denying the serious tone to his question.

“Yes, I am.”

I was tired of overthinking everything.

I wanted him to move inside me.

I wanted him to continue to devour me with his kiss.

I wanted to be his very lifeline, his only breath.

Moving my hands away, he ripped off his belt, unhooked the buttonand slid his zipper down. Pushing his pants and boxer briefs down his thighs, Iwas left with the sight of his thick cock in his hand. It always excited me andI made a mental note to demand he pleasure himself in front of me, exactly likewhat I’d done for him.

“Are you all right? You seem overly flushed.” His brow arched ashe drank in my wanton state.

“You know damn well what you do to me. Now, will you please ravageme?” I tempted.

“Well, when you ask like that…”

Leaning back on the vanity, I raised my legs so my feet wereresting on the edge as well, fully exposed and ready for him to do whatever hewanted. He lowered himself until his face hovered over my slick need. One swipeof his tongue and I was a goner. To add to his sweet torture, his thumb lightlygrazed my clit, the smallest touch setting off fireworks. He continued to rub mysensitive bundle of nerves, his mouth closing over me until I was set toexplode. Soft mewls escaped me as he continued to work my body.

The image of his head buried between my thighs was enough to makeme combust but before I even found my rhythm, he retreated. Hoisting me up, helowered me back down, never taking his hands from me until my feet were firmlyon the ground.

Looking perplexed, I asked, “What are you doing?” Withoutanswering, he gently turned me around to face the mirror.

“I want you to watch yourself as you come all over me, Sara.” Flippingback up my dress, he pushed me forward so I was bracing myself on the counter. Iheard the noise from the condom wrapper before he positioned himself at myentrance. I looked up into the mirror and his eyes instantly found mine. Hesmiled as he slid inside me, inch by inch, until he was in so deep he pressedagainst my womb.

At first he moved slow, relishing finally being able to take meagain after so long. But the more time passed, the more his grip on my waisttightened. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, leaning his head into the sideof my neck. His breath tickled my skin, his kisses driving me beyond the brink.“Look at me, baby. Look at what you do to me.”

My eyes fixated on our reflection and what I saw was my absoluteundoing. His eyes were laced with desire, his teeth clenched in anticipation ofour unraveling. Together.

His gyrations stroked the simmering burn, tightness curling itsway down my belly and unfolding at the apex of my thighs.

He knew I was close.

He knew the changes in my breathing when I was right on the edge.

“Alek…I’m there,” I panted. “I’m right there.” My grip on thecounter intensified, allowing me to meet his every thrust.

Our dance was perfect.

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