Page 70 of Atone

He doesn’t.

Instead, his hands drift to the hem of my skirt. He brushes off the conversation by distracting me with his touch. His fingers toy with the blade strapped to my thigh, and again, he doesn’t ask me to explain why I wear it.

When his hands slide closer to my center, I reach behind me, needing to feel him like he’s feeling me. But all it does is make him pull away.

“Palms on the glass, Mila.”

My frustration comes out in a grumble that must amuse him because he chuckles. But irritated or not, I do as directed. My body is on fire, and as much as I want to refuse him out of spite, he’s the only one who can sate these embers.

Alex drifts his lips over the shell of my ear, nipping at the lobe. “Feel free to watch your ex while I make you come. I want you to remember he’snevergoing to have the pleasure of doing this to you himself.”

Irritation spikes in Alex’s tone. Like the thought of me with Marco sets him on edge. I’m tempted to tell Alex I don’t want Marco doing any of this to me. That I’ve never felt anything like this for him. But Alex’s comment from a few moments ago makes me hold my tongue.

“I guess you’ll have to tell me if there is any getting enough.”

“I’ll be sure to do that.”

So instead of clarifying, I say, “Maybe I will.”

Alex smirks, but there’s no light in it. It’s wickedamusement as he lifts my skirt and hooks his thumbs over my underwear. He drops down behind me, dragging them down my legs. And when I step out of them, he stands, lifting them to his nose to breathe me in.

“Open your beautiful, defiant mouth.” He grabs the back of my head, all sweetness gone as he forces my back to arch.

The second I part my lips, he shoves my panties between them.

My muffled cries do nothing to soften his expression as he looks down at me. “Taste that, Mila? The way your greedy cunt drips for me andonly me? I want you to think about that while you squeeze my cock and beg for my cum.”

With one hand maintaining the tight hold in my hair, he works his zipper with the other. His thick cock is stiff as he slides it between my wet thighs.

“So fucking greedy.” Alex fucks me between the legs. “I don’t even have to fill your tight cunt for you to get me off.”

I moan, wondering if that’s what he’ll do just to torture me for implying I want to think about Marco right now.

Alex dips his mouth to my ear. “Don’t worry. I’d rather remind you who owns this beautiful body of yours.”

At that, he lines himself up and brutally thrusts in. There’s no gentle ease or sweet caress as he fills me. My scream is muffled by the panties in my mouth, and I’m already almost on the verge of shattering.

There’s something about him claiming control. Roughly fucking me how he wants and demanding I accept it. It has me boneless.

Alex’s fingers drift to my clit, and when he reaches the sensitive apex between my legs, his hips pause. He pins meagainst the mirror, refusing me the friction of his thrusts as he toys with my clit.

“Don’t move, Mila.” He rubs slow, torturous circles. “You haven’t earned the pleasure of my cock tonight. If you want my cum, then you’re going to have to beg for it.”

But I can’t speak. And with his whisper tickling my neck and his hand teasing my pussy, I’m at his mercy.

His personal plaything.

Alex slowly works my clit, still refusing to move his hips as his cock pulses, rock-hard inside me. He turns my face toward Marco and the blonde again, holding my hair so tight it tugs my scalp.

“He wishes he could have taken you like this,” Alex whispers in my ear. “But he never will. Want to know why?”

I nod as much as I can with the grip on my hair.

“Because you’re mine.” Alex strokes his thumb down. “I made sure Oxy knew that when he begged for me to end him.”

My eyes widen, and my gaze shoots over my shoulder, up at Alex at his admission. We’ve gone in circles about Oxy, and I’d all but guessed his involvement. But for him to admit it…

“He screamed for me to stop when I showed him what happens to any part of him that touches any part of you. And the last thing he did with his tongue was beg me not to take it. But do you know what I said?”

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