Page 23 of Scandalously Yours

Kristopher

My mind was awash with emotions as she told me the three words I had wanted to hear so badly from her. No matter how much time we spent together, or how often we talked, I had continued to need her more. This was crazy. I was so in love with a woman when everything was stacked against us. She was much younger than me. I was her boss. And that didn’t include the biggest obstacle of all. The ink hadn’t even been laid onto the divorce papers, much less dried, yet I had the pen in hand and was ready to sign and make it all official as soon as I could.

I had known better than agree to this separation that kept me connected to Hayley in any way for an entire year. I now had a couple of months left before I was able to finally free myself of her, but even then, could I truly have a future with Alessia? As that question repeated itself over and over in my head, I kissed her to distract the two of us, or maybe it had been just to distract myself. The truth was that no matter how many things conspired against us, I had fallen for her the same way she had fallen for me. I was fucked, or maybe both of us were.

I couldn’t wait to get her back into our room, and once I did, I tangled my hand in her hair, and held her head still as I fused my mouth back to hers. In this kiss, I didn’t want to simply arouse her. I wanted to confirm everything I was trying to find the courage to say. I didn’t know if it was even working, but as my tongue plundered every inch of her, it wasn’t for lack of trying.

Initially, Alessia clung to my arms until the same sort of desperation inside of me took over. She tugged at the jacket of my tuxedo, and I helped her by shrugging it off of my shoulders. I released my hold on her and even assisted in getting my tie and shirt off, too. Her hands moved up my chest and I wanted to feel them much lower.

“God,” I groaned as my lips skated down her slender throat. She smelled so good and tasted ever better.

She threw her head back and moaned as I kissed from one collarbone to the other. I needed to get her naked and bury myself in the only heaven I had known in over a decade. I forced myself to calm down. Control was something I’d always maintained until her. She had the ability to make me lose my mind, and I was surprised she hadn’t left a trail of broken men in her wake. None of them knew how to appreciate her. I had learned that pretty early on through simple conversation with her. She was so devoted to her work and research that she’d not had anyone to cherish her the way she deserved. I wanted to give her all of that, and one day, I would.

For now, however, what she had gotten was all I could give her. I couldn’t promise her an unfettered future until I knew what mine entailed. I knew I would be rid of Hayley one way or another, but what I lost in the process of doing so was still to be determined. None of those fears mattered in this moment. All that did was showing Alessia how much I also loved her, because I couldn’t do so with words or promises.

“You drive me so crazy,” I told her.

“Like you don’t do the same to me,” she managed to get out before I spun her around in my arms and drew her back against my chest.

I lowered the strap to her dress and followed its descent down her arms with soft kisses that were a direct contradiction to the way I felt about her. A few moans and sharp intakes of breath broke free, but I ignored them as I forced myself to show some restraint. I lowered first one, then the other, before tugging the dress down her body. She stepped out of it, and when she went to kick her shoes off, I nipped at her ear.

“Keep them on.” She straightened immediately, and I carried her to the bed. I dropped her onto her stomach and when she made a move to roll over, I stilled her with my hand. “Don’t move,” I warned.

She froze in that moment which pleased me immensely. I was quite satisfied and turned my attention to her black, lace-clad ass. She had worn a garter belt under her dress, and I softly touched the bare cheeks that peeked out from under it. She quivered ever so slightly but stayed still. Damn, she was enough to make a saint want to sin over and over again, and we both knew I had never been one of them. I moved my hand higher and slipped my fingers underneath it. I fought with myself as a part of me wanted to rip her sexy lingerie off, and the other wanted to prolong this so I could savor every second of this night.

Eventually, I allowed a little of both to take over. I dragged two fingers lower, then undid the clasp holding the garter straps in place. I quickly removed them, then took off the garter belt as well. Alessia had followed my instructions from earlier in the week because she was wearing a thong that disappeared between her firm cheeks, ones I wanted to mark so badly. Unable to resist, I smacked one of them. Her cry on impact, then moan when I did it again, let me know it was one of pleasure and not pain. I didn’t want to hurt her. Not now, or ever, even though the latter was all but an inevitability.

I growled at that, then reared back and delivered another blow. I kept striking the same spot until my dark red handprint bloomed on her bronzed skin. “Do you like that?”

“Y-yes,” she stammered, then whimpered when I traced the welted edges with my fingers.

“I like marking you,” I admitted. “I’m going to do the other one now.” I delivered a firm blow to her untouched cheek and she pushed her ass up in a silent plea for more. I struck the same place over and over there as well until an identical handprint formed on it. I then squeezed both cheeks together. “I want to do more than mark you, Ale.”

“What do you want to do to me?” she asked.

I didn’t chuckle or smirk as I honestly responded, “I want to own you, fully and completely. I want there to be no question as to whom you belong to. I want you to surrender every inch of yourself to me, but not just your body. I want everything that you are. Your thoughts... your body.... your heart.... your soul. I want to know you are mine in every way possible because I am yours, Ale.”

“I-I am yours. Whatever you want or need from me, it’s yours.”

I tunneled my hand through her long hair and wrapped it around my wrist as I tugged her backward and onto her knees. I twisted her head and slammed my mouth against hers. There was none of the earlier tenderness as I wanted to show her in the only way I could that I was indeed hers. Her tongue tangled with mine, the two of us both needing to emphasize what we had confessed to one another. We kissed until the need to fully own her consumed me. I released my grip on her hair and pushed her head into the sheets.

I tore her thong off in one fluid motion, then spread her legs apart enough to wedge my head between him. As she lifted her lower body, I attacked her clit with my teeth and tongue, while I thrust three fingers into her. I fucked her wet pussy and stroked the one spot guaranteed to make her detonate until she exploded. I moved lower and lapped at her cum as she climaxed, all the while holding her back down so that she couldn’t move. When I had cleaned nearly every drop from her, I rose up and stared down at her ass.

I smacked both cheeks again, drawing the welts back to the surface of her flesh. I stared down at her ass and knew I’d never fully have her until I had taken her there, too. I spread her cheeks apart and stared at a spot I had never even mentioned fucking, but now wanting to more than anything else. I needed to calm down, so choosing to distract myself in the best way possible, I lifted her higher, then thrust up into her. As soon as my cock hit her back wall, I realized I had entered her without a condom. Alessia felt too good to just pull out, so I started to move inside of her. As with my most recent touches, there was no gentleness to the way I fucked her from behind. No matter how fast or how deep I went, I couldn’t get what I wanted most. I looked down at her ass, then spread her cheeks apart.

“One night, I’m going to take you here,” I warned. That also wasn’t an “if” but “when”.

She whimpered, and I couldn’t be sure whether it was from the hard pounding I was giving her or the promise I’d just made until she spoke, “I w-want you to do that tonight.”

I could hear the fear in her voice, but I also heard the need to please me, and she did. God, I loved this woman already. If I had met her before Hayley, my life could’ve been so much different. We could be here tonight as a couple, instead of two lovers forced to rely on stolen moments like this until we could have more.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” I responded, then slowed down the speed of my thrusts. I was now slowly, yet still deliberately, fucking her. It wouldn’t be long before I made her come again.

She turned her head to the side. “I want to be yours in every way, Kris.”

And I wanted that more than anything else. I groaned. I could so easily take her right now, but I wanted to make it good for her. “Have you ever taken someone there?”

She shook her head. “N-no, but I trust you.”

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