Page 136 of Adoration: Isn't What It Seems (Love Isn't What It Seems 2)

His hard body pressed against me, the desk squealing in protest behind me. All my thoughts fled and my hands fisted his shirt, desperate to hold him closer. I slid my hands into his hair and relished his taste. This crazy desire burning between us was my addiction. I tore at his buttons as my entire body trembled with the need for him.

He broke the kiss and buried his face in my neck, his lips tasting, nipping, sucking at the skin. I held on to him for dear life, scared he’d stop. His mouth found its way to my breasts, gently biting my nipple through the fabric and my back arched into him. I needed more.

He pulled the dress over my head, ripped away my bra, and he was back sucking and nipping at my swollen nipples. He slipped his hand roughly into my panties and I gasped at the feeling.

“Alexander,” I cried out.

I felt his fingers slide into my pussy and I began to melt. His fingers thrust in and out of me, fast and fluid. Time stopped and waves of pleasure shot through my body. I shook in his arms and he saw me through the last shiver. It wasn’t enough, I wanted more.

I tugged on his belt, frantically pulling on it. His lips possessed mine again and I was nothing but a doll against him, taking anything he was willing to give me. My thighs spread open and I felt his rock hard cock pushing against my entrance. He stroked the thick head up and down my swollen sex.

“Mine,” he snarled against my lips, then he plunged into me.

It took my breath away. My body remembered him, welcomed him. I heard his groan and squeezed my thighs around him, my hands on his hard butt urging him on.

His cock rammed brutally into me, his desk complaining under our weight. It was the livid lust, yet a euphoria I’d never felt before. I wrapped my arms tightly around him as he continued his onslaught.

I climaxed and it was like an explosion of the best kind. My entire body shuddered uncontrollably, as my pussy squeezed around his cock and he spilled inside me as he joined me.

He held me, our lips met and this kiss was deep, soft.ears pricked my eyes at the gentleness of it. I tighten my grip around him, holding him close to me. I felt so vulnerable at this moment, I wanted to beg him to love me forever. He was all I wanted, all I needed.

The pain is only worth it if it consumes your heart, body, and soul, Livy. When it does, nobody and nothing else will matter.

I was all his. But was he all mine?

Chapter Fifty-Five

Alexander

She was finally in my arms. When she showed up at my office door, I had to remain still or risk running to her and wrapping her in my arms. She looked pale and tired, her beautiful eyes bruised. It made my heart wrench at seeing the exhaustion on her.

The two weeks without her had been hell. My only sanity was knowing she kept going to Grandfather’s publishing company. I’d call Grandfather, Maxim, even my father, everyday to ask if she’d asked about me, what she was doing. I sounded pathetic but I had no pride when it came to her. I couldn’t even think about her moving on. I wouldn’t let her. We belonged to each other.

I kept busy plotting and planning on how to get her back. Initially, I planned only buying fifty percent of Callen’s company and giving her what was rightfully hers. That bastard wouldn’t have that company if she wouldn’t have saved it. When she left me, I bought out every single person but Callen.

I counted on her soft heart to try and help him. As much as it enraged me, I counted on that asshole to call her again. And then, he’d never call or come around my wife again. I thought back to Liberty’s words stating she was saving the Caldwell name not Callen. If that was the case, she cared about the family we have become. Maybe she wanted this, too.

I drank in the comfort she offered. After I found out Lily Smith’s intention was to clear my family’s name, regret bled through me. It was crystal clear to me at that point, I’d put a potentially permanent wedge between my wife and me. But I refused to go down without a fight. I would show her how much I loved her and Brandon. She may have brought my family back together but she was a key piece for me. Without her, none of it mattered.

Her head was in the crook of my neck and her body in my arms. As her breathing slowly eased, I felt at peace. She was the only thing I needed… she and Brandon were my entire life.

“Come with me to Scotland,” I murmured against her ear. “Please. You and Brandon.”

It took a few seconds for her to answer. It seemed like hours to me.

“Okay.” I almost couldn’t believe she agreed though she seemed more resigned than enthusiastic about it. I wanted to tell her how much I loved her, but held back. Instead I would show her, prove it to her. My plan was in motion. I just hoped to hell it worked.

Chapter Fifty-Six

Liberty

Five hours later, both Brandon and I were in the car with Alexander, on our way to Scotland. I hoped I was doing the right thing here. There were still things we needed to discuss. Maybe this would allow us both an opportunity to talk and lay it all out there. It had to be done now that we would be connected together by another life growing inside me.

I never agreed to his conditions, although I wondered if he took it as an acceptance since I caved into our desires. I was just a willing puppet under his touch.

He picked us up at Layla’s. Alexander didn’t say a word, just nodded as he opened the car for us. Brandon ran into his arms as soon as he saw him. Alexander lifted him up into the air and it truly looked like he missed him. A lump in my throat thickened.

I turned to Layla, giving her a hug before leaving. She kept glancing at me, worried. I didn’t want to admit to her that my husband basically fucked my brains out and I would have agreed to anything after he brought me to amazing heights and then kissed me like I was the most important person in his life.

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