Page 42 of Curvy Alpha Bride
She pulls back and looks into my eyes, and there is a challenge in her gaze. “You said that last time.”
For a moment, reality seems to lurch around me, and I almost feel sick. It’s like being suddenly thrown onto a spinning carnival ride that immediately blurs the senses and practically rips out your organs with its velocity.
I did say it back then. Fuck, I’m such an asshole!
“Okay, yeah,” I admit with difficulty. “I did say it before. I’m really sorry, Mabel. I had no choice about leaving, but I could have handled it better, and treating you that way is the biggest regret of my life.”
Her eyes go big and wide. She blinks away a shimmer of tears and leans forward, reaching up to touch my cheek.
“You mean that?”
“I really do,” I answer, hoping she can feel the truth of my words.
“Xavier,” Mabel whispers, wriggling closer. She tilts her head up, and her sweet, plump lips are right below my own.
I can’t fight this… no fucking way!
I bend down only an inch, and our lips touch. A low moan slips out of Mabel’s mouth, and I feel her relax in my arms, falling against me as she opens her mouth, inviting me to kiss her even more deeply.
Keeping the kiss light and soft, I run my hands over her shoulders and down her arms, trying to untangle myself. Lust is rising in me, months of pent-up desire I haven’t been able to spend, and now the woman I want above all others is in my arms, practically begging for me.
This is wrong. I have to stop.
Mabel gasps suddenly, grabbing my upper arms and yanking me towards her. I feel myself tipping forward as she leans back, and I relax into the movement, sinking into her kiss as I fall on top of her.
“Xavier,” she murmurs against my ear. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you, too,” I answer, telling the truth. I’ve missed her every single day since the day I left her—and it sucks on so many levels that I was trying to protect her, and now she’s up to her neck in trouble, anyway.
Mabel puts her hands on my cheeks, bringing my face back to hers so she can kiss me again. As our tongues twist together and she starts to writhe against me, my hands begin to explore her thick, soft curves, groaning with pleasure as she responds to my touch.
I can’t stop now. God fucking help me, I’m a weak man, but I want her too much!
“Wait,” Mabel gasps, pushing me away. I pull back, feeling a crushing disappointment wreck through me.
It was too much to hope for, I think, shuffling back.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” she says, her eyes flicking towards the window. I follow her gaze and see Hector standing near the window. He has his back to us, but we’re in full view of both him and Ivan.
Part of me wants to protest and ask her if she really wants to sleep with me, but my need for her overrides the urge.
“We can just talk,” I say, getting up and holding out my hand to her. She takes it, uses my grip to get to her feet, and starts walking up the hall, leading me.
When we get to the bedroom, Mabel turns around and looks up at me, putting her hands lightly on my chest. Her eyes are extremely dark, almost black in the low light, and I can’t read her expression.
“Xavier,” she whispers, looking away. “I don’t know what I want, right now. I’ve never been so scared.”
“I understand,” I answer, hugging her gently. “We’re both pretty emotional, and the best thing to do is try and get some rest, then work on figuring a way to get out of here.”
When Mabel brings her eyes back to mine, there is a hungry look on her face that I can’t mistake.
“I don’t want to rest!” she says. “I want to feel good—it’s been so long since I felt good!”
Mabel grabs my shoulders and pulls me towards her as she bounces up on her toes to kiss me. My lust flares immediately, and I curl my arms around her waist to lift her up so I can kiss her more deeply.
She squirms against me, gasping into my mouth as she grips my arms and writhes. I let my hands roam over her body, taking handfuls of her big hips and round ass, squeezing gently until she giggles and starts squeezing me back.
I reach down and lift her up properly, staggering the last few steps to the bed and dropping her. She puts her hands around my neck and kisses me, pulling me down on top of her.
