Her anger had turned to desire the moment his lips touched hers, and she had no doubt he could see the fire blazing in her eyes. And Aleks made no attempt to hide the hunger in his.
“You wanted to be with Aleks the man whore.” He moved his hands over her body. Skimming her breasts, they slid down between her legs and cupped her sex.
She saw the determination pass over his face. Her breath caught at the sight of the eager man hovering over her. At that moment he changed. As if the Aleks she loved, her best friend, had been replaced by a hungry animal. This was what she had wanted all along. This was what she needed to get over him.
“You don’t want this?” he whispered in her ear.
“Wanting something and doing what’s good for you isn’t always the same thing.”
He attacked her mouth again. Their lips fused together, his warm and plump. Carrie slipped her tongue between his lips, she couldn’t help herself. The slight twitch of his hand around her core made her hungry.
Aleks kissed his way down her heated skin, then flicked his tongue in the hollow of her neck. She whimpered a little.
Sliding his hand under her skirt, he trailed his finger along the seam of her pussy. Her breaths got heavier, quicker. As if every breath she took was her last. When he slipped his finger under the fabric of her panties, he moaned. No doubt at the wetness he encountered.
His wet fingers slid from between her legs. “Your body says you want it.” Her eyes latched on to his shiny fingers. “All I have to do is kiss you and you get wet.” He traced one finger along her bottom lip.
“It’s a natural reaction.”
“It’s your natural reaction to me. I do this to you.”
“Yes.”
His hand tickled again between her legs.
Before she had the chance to come to her senses, Aleks pulled her off the table and twisted her around, bending her forward.
“You want me to treat you like nothing? Take you every which way?”
Carrie shivered. Despite the change in him, he didn’t scare her. She wanted him like this. Wanted to see this side of him.
He lifted up her shirt and pulled it over her head, leaving her in only a bra and her pencil skirt. The next thing she felt was the soft satin on her wrists as he tied them behind her back.
“All you have to do is tell me you don’t love me.” He whispered in her ear, “Tell me and
I’ll back off.”
“This is dangerous. My heart can’t take another hit.”
“I’m not worried about your heart right now, Care Bear. You’ve been begging me to take you. I’m ready to take what’s mine.”
He reached under her skirt and pulled at her thong, ripping it away from her body. The tear in the fabric shot like a bullet to her clit. Intensifying the ache. Solidifying her need.
“Take anything you want. Take all of me.” She heard the hunger in her own voice.
Aleks grabbed her hair and tilted her head to meet his stare. He whispered in her ear, “Tell me now if this isn’t what you want because once we start there’s no going back.”
Carrie shook her head vigorously.
Before he backed away, Aleks whispered one last thing in her ear, “Your ass is mine.”
He left her hunched over the sewing table waiting for his next command. A shudder rippled through her body at the thought of what was to come. He was finally giving her what she wanted. She was finally getting to see, to feel, the Aleks she knew existed. Carrie wouldn’t think about tomorrow. She wouldn’t think about the consequences. The only thing she wanted to focus on was how good his cock was going to feel buried in her ass.
* * * *
As he removed condoms and lubricant from the bed side table, Aleks kicked himself for not giving into her demands sooner. He had nothing to fear. He would never hurt her, and despite how strongly he felt about remaining detached, their connection defied all of his rules. It defied all logic. He had left the room wanting desperately to sink his cock into her virgin ass.
When he returned, she was just as he’d left her. Her body waiting to be ravaged.