“That's a coincidence, Ales, because what I plan on starting, will end with the both of us finishing.”
Chapter 18 - Katya
Tempting Alex had become a very bad habit.
From the first day when he'd given my body that slow sensual appraisal, a part of me had wanted him.
He'd pushed my buttons many times, reclaiming every prize I'd managed to secure, and then scrambling my head with his voice, scent, and sea-blue eyes.
After he'd riled me up in my bedroom and had left just like that, every time I'd ruffled his icy exterior had been a victory, vengeance.
Now, none of those things mattered. The voice reminding me that I'd intended to keep this marriage strictly for convenience was drowning in the sounds of my moans and Alex grunts as our mouths locked on each other.
At the restaurant, I'd thought immediately how good Alex was with his mouth, with his tongue. His hands wandering.
Nothing flowed in my head but the feeling of his teeth scraping my upper lip while his hands worked my ass through my pants.
My hands were splayed on his chest, the shirt he'd been wearing was unbuttoned completely. Hot and hard, I pressed into it, running my hands up and down, scratching down slowly with my nails.
He'd said he hadn't wanted to waste time, but he hadn't even started taking off my shirt.
The blazer was already off, but when I reached to start undoing my shirt, Alex stopped me, taking my hands, and pulling them behind my back.
“What? What are you doing?” For a second, my mind flashed back to our wedding night, the tie, me on across his lap, biting my lips to keep me from moaning.
“You’ve had your chance, Kitten. I'll be the one in control tonight. Just me.”
Then he was on his feet, my hands still behind my back, pushing me until my back hit the wall.
I smirked up at him. “Do you have a fetish for walls?”
He chuckled darkly as he lowered his head. “I have many fetishes, Kitten.” Then he grabbed my ass, hard, lifting me up slightly. “I plan to teach you every single one of them.”
Then he lowered his head, trailing kisses down my jaw while my hands went to his back, trying to lift his shirt so I could feel his warm skin.
I wanted these clothes gone—
His teeth sank into my neck, and I let out a strangled sound. My hands were on his back, underneath his shirt, and my nail dug into his back as he sucked and licked away at my neck where he'd bitten.
He and the wall were keeping me from the ground. He pressed me so hard into it, as though my legs were nothing.
I was breathless. “The bed. Ales, the bed.”
The clothes. The clothes needed to go.
He was going so damned slow I was going insane.
Ales' body vibrated with his chuckle. He ran his tongue one more time along my neck.
“Slowly, Kitten, we have all night.” He nuzzled my neck slowly, his breath grazing my sensitive skin and making me shiver. “Besides, you were the one that wanted to make me reconsider.” Breathless, I stared at him, at his eyes glazed over with darkness and lust. Those eyes that never failed to do things to my insides had hands of their own, reaching inside me to caress everything, everywhere.
I wanted him so much.
He did too, but I couldn’t trust him not to torment me with this. I couldn’t trust him not to draw it out until I ran mad. My mind was already gone, no thoughts, nothing.
The only thing that registered was Alex and how much I wanted him to fuck me.
I wanted him now.