Page 69 of Set In Stone

I nodded. He released his hand, but didn’t move inside me. Instead, he stayed still. I could feel him fully rooted deep, my walls rippling as I slowly adjusted to his wide girth. I was panting, anxiously wondering how long I could keep quiet. Desperation overwhelmedme.

“Alex,” Iwhispered.

“Yes,angel.”

“I need you to fuck me. Hard and fast. I won’t be able to stay quiet forlong.”

A grin spread over his lips, primitive and wicked, as he took hold of my hands. He brought them to the edge of the desk on either side of my hips and curled my fingers around theedge.

“Hang on tight,” he told me. Bracing myself for the pounding I desperately craved, I gripped the mahogany wood so hard that my knuckles turned white. He reared back, and with one swift thrust, he slammed into me hard. Then again and again, until he took my breath away. He always knew what I needed, like he knew my body better than I did. I hooked my ankles around his hips, urging him deeper into me. With each powerful drive, he edged me closer and closer. Fire spread through my veins, heating me limb to limb as he rocked intome.

I gasped, relief and ecstasy flooding my senses as the tension mounted. Knowing I was close, he lifted my hips from the desk and drove in hard, hitting the spot that made everything turn white behind my eyes. My body seized around his and he groaned. I clenched my teeth to stifle my screams as he rolled into the last few strokes that would take us both over theedge.

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krystina

The aftermathof our unexpected sexual frenzy left a whopping mess all over the floor. Papers, pens, and a shattered mug littered the carpet around Alexander’s desk. Yet, as I picked up the pieces of the broken ceramic and deposited them into the trash, I found myself smiling. We wrecked the place in our dying need to get naked, but I didn’t particularly care. Grabbing a quickie in the office was definitely something we needed to do again. I felt fantastic and more energized than I had allday.

As I began to button my blouse, I noticed Alexander watching me from the other side of the room. His wardrobe was already intact and he appeared completely put together, like we didn’t just engage in wild animal sex on his desk. I, on the other hand, was still a fantastically crumpledmess.

He was standing next to a tall file cabinet, his fingers drumming on the top like he was deep inthought.

“What?” I asked, as I slid a leg into my trouserpants.

“Once you’re finished sorting yourself out, have a seat,” hesaid.

Alexander removed a legal-sized manila folder out of one of the filing cabinet drawers. It was thick with documents and made a loud thud when he dropped it on hisdesk.

“What’s that?” Iasked.

“Provisional authorization to control my assets. I need you to signit.”

The fiery energy I had been feeling was instantly snuffed out by his words. I stopped buttoning my slacks and shook myhead.

“Alex, you said we weren’t going to talk about this stuff thisweekend.”

“We don’t have to talk. You only have to read and sign on the dotted lines,” he told me matter-of-factly.

“Can’t it wait? We don’t even know what the DA willsay.”

“Just sit down, Krystina. Don’t make this more difficult than it needs tobe.”

I sat in the chair, but I had no intention of signing anything. I wished he would stop being sopessimistic.

Alexander began to flip through the pages and explain his list of assets. I found my eyes growing wider and wider with every word he spoke. Many of his property holdings were high rise buildings. Some offered lease agreements, others had condominiums for individual sale. I expected as much. However, I didn’t anticipate hearing that they were not only U.S. based, but international. From the Florida Keys to Brussels, Alexander held real-estate all over the globe. One location even had a golf course. I knew Alexander was wealthy, but I had completely underestimated hisworth.

He was a self-madeempire.

When he began to explain how each property was maintained by various property managers, I began to feel overwhelmed. When he told me that he set up bank accounts in my name, ready and waiting to be filled with an astronomical transfer of funds, pure panic setin.

Feeling stunned, I shook my head again. I didn’t want any of this to belong to me. The only thing I wanted was for Alexander to be with me. Material possessions meant nothing unless he was a part of the package. Not to mention, I wouldn’t even know what to do with everything he owned. The idea that I could make decisions for his company wasludicrous.

“Alex, I’m not signingthis.”

“Stop being obstinate. This is only a provisional agreement. It will only take effect if something were to happen. If there’s an investigation, I can’t afford a possible freeze of my assets, particularly the liquid ones. Stone Enterprise wouldn’t be able to operate. Too many of my properties are intertwined, and they rely on a steady cashflow.”

“Alex, I can’t have this responsibility! I don’t know the first thing about what youdo!”

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