Page 11 of Scandalously Yours

I wanted to smack it. I wanted to put my mark on her in some way, but those darker desires of mine would send her running for the resort. I couldn’t literally act on them, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t imagine her tight ass wearing my handprint as I thrust into it. I followed behind her and once we entered the small cottage, I flattened her against the wall. The clothing of hers that I wanted to tear off earlier was removed much more delicately than I desired, and as she stood there naked, I couldn’t help but drink her in.

I started at her feet from her bubblegum-painted toenails before following her long, toned legs that seemed to go on for miles. I got even harder as I looked at her pussy, my cock aching to be inside of her, then raised my gaze higher. It lingered for several seconds on her breasts, and nipples which beckoned to me, until I finally looked at her face. Although it was flushed, she seemed a hell of a lot calmer than I did.

I tore the foil wrapper in my hand and soon had my cock sheathed. I returned to her and picked up where we had left off. As I thrust my tongue into her mouth, I lifted both of her legs and wrapped them around my waist. My cock nudged her bare mound, and she wriggled enough to allow me entry, but I didn’t immediately take it. I grabbed her hands and held them above her head before I tore my mouth from hers and kissed my way from one breast to the other. I took one of her nipples into my mouth, and she tried rubbing herself against me.

“Do you ache like I do?” I asked her, and her whimpering mewl was confirmation enough. I raised my head and looked into eyes she quickly tried to close. “Open your eyes. I want to see how much I affect you, and in return, I want you to see how you affect me, too.”

Her lashes fluttered open, and I smirked. God, I was about to fuck her so hard. It’d been quite long since I had been with a woman, and the only one I had been with for over a decade was not the one staring back at me. The eyes I was looking into now burned with passion, whereas Hayley’s flashed cold with ice. I wanted to be burned.

“Since the night I met you, Ale, I’ve thought of little else but fucking you. Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it all to you.”

Her lips parted, and she ran her tongue over her bottom lip before she answered. “I’ve thought of little else outside of you fucking me. The night we met, I went back to my room and used my—”

It was all I needed to hear. After spreading her legs, I thrust into her, causing her to cry out. I groaned at how wet and tight she truly was. It was well worth the wait, and with months of celibacy to contend with, I just hoped I didn’t hurt her. I kept her wrists restrained as I started to drive into her with long, hard strokes. The harder and faster I fucked her, the closer I got to burning away the memory of a woman I despised. The second I had thrust into Alessia, I knew I had ended any possibility of ever reuniting with Hayley, and it felt damn good.

I’d always loved women, and loved fucking them, but my ex was a rare exception. I hated her, and she knew it. The only reason I had stayed as long as I had was because of Karter and Kaylee, but even they weren’t enough for me to endure the hell she put me through for almost eleven years. I used to have to get very creative when fucking her simply to get a release, but that couldn’t be said about whatever this was with Alessia.

Fuck, she was shattering my entire existence, and she didn’t even know it. I lowered my head to her neck, then her breasts, alternating my way back and forth. I never let up on the way I fucked her, and as I climbed toward the proverbial cliff, her piercing cries as she catapulted over it had me grimacing. She was about to pull me under with her, but I didn’t want to let her go. I kept fucking her until she finally came a second time, then I followed her lead.

After she’d wrung every drop from me, I leaned in and rested my forehead against hers. We were both breathing heavily, and my heart was about to beat out of my chest. I closed my eyes for a moment and savored the feel of her as she steadily clamped down on my cock, the pressure keeping me hard. I wanted so badly to bottle this moment up, and in the months that would follow, I suspected I would need it. The closer I got to the actual divorce, the more vindictive Hayley had become.

Heavy was the weight that rested on my shoulders, yet being with Alessia lessened it considerably. I took another few breaths before I raised my head and stared down into her closed eyes. There was a look of peace in her expression, which was something I had searched a lot for recently. As if she sensed my gaze on her, she raised her lashes, then smiled at me.

“I don’t even know what to say after all of...” She paused, then waved her now unbound hands and added. “…this. Damn!”

I chuckled, then nuzzled my face in the crook of her neck. “I know what you mean, Ale.”

The finality of the moment was quickly approaching, and I couldn’t quite let her go right now. After pulling out of her, I swept her up into my arms and carried her toward the bathroom, only stopping long enough to grab another condom. It wasn’t long before I was back inside of her as I washed the remnants of the sea from our skin. By the time we both climaxed again, I helped her out of the shower before we both dried off, then got dressed. The skies had turned dark, but I knew this route well. I had ruined her dinner and upon hearing her stomach growl when we reached the resort, I took the liberty of ordering room service for her, then went to my room to pack. Tomorrow was a new day, but it would be much like the ones I had been so thankful to escape. After I packed my things up, I had almost gone in search of Alessia, but then realized it was better to leave things as we did. As I closed my eyes, I saved tonight’s events to my memory where I would keep her going forward.

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