Page 22 of Malicious Intentions

CHAPTER 14

Alexis

Iturn up the volume on my phone, losing myself in the music as I dance around the bedroom.

I grind against one of the bedposts, pretending it’s a hot guy who desires me. Evan’s face pops into my head, but I viscously push it away.No. Fucking. Way.

I’m still horny over what he did in the restaurant bathroom. I almost finished myself off, but I was so confused and hurt that my head and heart weren’t in it.

But the idea of using my new toy sounds appealing.

The song changes, and I smile. I take it as a sign for me to finish myself off.

My body heats up as I grab the toy from my suitcase. Tossing it on the bed, my hand wraps around the ornate dark cherry post, and I lose myself in the fantasy, pretending I’m dancing for a man whose smoldering gray eyes burn into mine. I ignore the fact that they are the same shade as Evan’s.

My hand glides beneath my shirt, running over my hard nipples as he watches me, desire and need all over his handsome, chiseled face. Never mind that the chiseled planes of his face remind me of my stepbrother, which is just so damn wrong.

I push the thoughts away.This is my fantasy, dammit.

My other hand slides beneath the waistband of my sweatpants as I bite my lower lip, watching his eyes burn like a damn inferno as my imaginary, hopelessly in love-with-me man grabs his giant, throbbing cock and strokes it.

My mouth is dry, my breaths coming faster as I watch him, his muscular back pressed against my pillows, his searing eyes burning into me as I dance.

Just because his body looks like Evan’s doesn’t mean a damn thing. Nor does touching myself the same way he touched me earlier.

My head falls back as the pleasurable sensations course through my body, my fingers working their magic. But I’m in control this time, and no one will leave me hanging.

I quickly strip off my clothes, hitting the button on my phone to play the song again as my knees sink into the soft mattress. Crawling to the center of the bed, I grab the vibrator. A tingle of fear shoots through my spine. It’s larger than anything I’ve ever used before.

Losing myself in the song’s chorus, I start moving my hips. Turning the vibrator on, I press it against my clit. Like an out-of-control train, my thoughts careen back to the bathroom and the heat burning from Evan’s charcoal eyes as he fingered me, his dirty and sexy-as-sin voice ringing in my ears.

Just pretend it’s him fucking you. It’ll be your dirty little secret.

By the time I shove the vibrator inside me, I’m a soaked mess of uncontrollable desire. Moving the toy in and out of me like Evan did with his fingers earlier, my thumb circles my clit, his voice ringing in my ears.“Don’t fucking tell me you don’t like that. Your pussy is fucking dripping.”

“Watch me finger your pretty pussy. I know you want it, my bellissima. Don’t be shy. Take the pleasure I’m giving you. Own it.”

My back bows from the mattress as I forget everything except how I feel.

Evan’s eyes burn into mine, his earlier words ringing in my ears.“Goddamn, Lexi, this pussy is fucking tight. I can’t wait to feel it strangling my cock.”His heavy body sinks me into the mattress as he settles between my thighs and pushes the head of his giant cock inside me.

I gasp when he shoves it deep inside, the pain replaced by pleasure as he remains still, allowing me to adjust to his large size.

As he starts to move, whimpers and moans escape me as I wrap my legs around his waist. I dig my heels into his ass, urging him on. His smoky eyes are bright with lust and passion, an uncontrollable hunger that only he can satisfy as he pounds into me.

“Oh, Evan. Fuck me harder,” I whisper before groaning as he complies, pounding me like a screen door during a hurricane.

His name slips out as a breathy whisper as my body quakes beneath his.

The orgasm slams over me as his seductive voice praises me.“That’s it. Such a good fucking girl. Soak me with your juices. I want every drop of your cum covering my cock.”

My orgasm drags on and on, making me lightheaded, but he doesn’t stop. He keeps pounding into me, taking everything I’m giving him.

When I think I may die from my orgasm, it finally slows and then stops.

I lay on my bed, panting as I pull the vibrator out of me.

Turning it off, I drop it on the bed, shocked by what happened. I’ve never had an orgasm like that.

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