Page 76 of Set In Stone

I pushed away the thought of what might be coming and the possibility that we wouldn’t be able to do this again anytime soon. I didn’t want to think about it. Nottonight.

“Oh, and another thing. Leather,” headded.

I craned my neck up to look athim.

“Leather?” I asked inconfusion.

He cupped my cheek and leaned in to kiss me. His tongue traced the seam of my lips, coaxing them open. Our tongues danced together for a brief moment before he pulledaway.

“Yes, no more leather in public. It’s too hard to keep my hands off you when you wearit.”

I raised myeyebrows.

“Is thatso?”

“Yes. But you will be wearing it more often for me. And only me. What color bra are you wearing?” he asked, his voice taking on a gutturalsound.

Ishivered.

“Black lace.Strapless.”

He hissed out abreath.

“Fucking leather and lace. When we get home, I want you kneeling. Bra and skirt. Nopanties.”

My insides burned, his command an inferno that ripped through my body, settling at the apex of mythighs.

When I spoke, I said the words he always wanted to hear, but they were ones I often felt awkward saying. However, I couldn’t think of a more appropriate and natural response to his currentdemand.

“Yes, sir,” Iwhispered.

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krystina

“You’re beautiful.”

My eyes fluttered open to the sound of Alexander’s words. He said them so softly, I thought I was dreaming. In a daze, I rubbed my eyes and squinted from the light of the early morning sunrise that flooded through the window. Giving in to a good body stretch, my eyes slowly came into focus and settled on a bare-chested Alexander. He was standing next to the bed looking down at me, his jeans unbuttoned and hanging loosely around his hips. His hair was damp from a recentshower.

“Morning,” I said with a sleepy smile. “What time isit?”

He climbed on top of me, pinning me to the mattress, his hard and lean body spreading across the length of me. My nose filled with the heady scent of fresh water and bodywash.

“It’s almost seven-thirty,” he told me as he brushed a few wisps of hair from myface.

I extended my arms over my head and stretched again, my body deliciously sore after the events of last night. And it wasn’t from the dancing. Alexander had been on fire last night, coming at me hard and fast the minute he saw me kneeling in the bedroom. I didn’t get to sleep until well after two in the morning, only to be woken up again at four-thirty for a round of slow and sleepysex.

“I suppose I should get up and shower,” I mused, not wanting to leave the comfort of the warm blankets or the weight of Alexander’sbody.

“Probably,” he murmured, before leaning in to trail a line of kisses over my jaw. His tongue moved in slow circles down mythroat.

He slid a hand down my arm, taking the sheet with him as he went, and uncovered my naked breasts. Using just a fingertip, he traced down the center of my breastbone and over the jut of my hip, before slowly moving back up to circle a nipple. He leaned in and captured it in his mouth, his hot and wet tongue doing a slow dance around the peak. I arched my chest against him and gave a softsigh.

“You could join me in the shower,” Ibreathed.

He groaned and shifted to the other breast, before moving back up my neck to claim mymouth.

“As enticing as that sounds, I don’t want to be late. Hale is expecting me at nine. However, if you want to stay here, naked in our bed, I can promise you that I’ll hurryback.”

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