I shake my head, and Silas grits his teeth as he stares at me for a moment, trying to ascertain my truthfulness. He pushes my dress up and looks into my eyes as he wraps his fingers around my thong, slowly dragging the fabric down my thighs.
“You’re lying to me, aren’t you?”
I shake my head again, and Silas leans over me. One of his hands moves between us, and he smiles when he realizes how wet I am. His touch is rough as he pushes two fingers in, his thumb brushing over my clit. I wrap a hand over my lips, trying my hardest to control the intense desire he makes me feel.
“No,” he warns. “None of that.” He yanks my hand away and pins it above my head as he looks into my eyes, his fingers slowly driving me crazy. “Say my name, Alanna. Beg for it, and I’ll make you come.”
“Si,” I beg, “please.”
Silas freezes, his eyes widening. “What did you just call me?”
“Si?”
He groans and dives in, his lips taking mine roughly as his hands tear at my clothes, his touch tinged with a new kind of desperation. He takes off my dress, and I tug at his suit trousers, the two of us relentless. Silas moans when I wrap my hand around his cock and pump up and down, enjoying the feel of him.
“Alanna,” he warns. He sits down on the bed with his back against the headboard and pulls me on top of him, so I’m straddling him, his cock sliding against my soaking wet pussy. I rise up a little, and Silas grabs his cock, aligning himself with me as I sink down on top of him, taking all of him, inch by delicious inch.
“Oh God,” I moan as Silas drops his forehead against mine. Our position feels so intimate, so close. I feel like I’m in his embrace, yet he’s filling me up in the best way possible. He cups the back of my head and kisses me as I rock my hips, riding him slowly, leisurely, the two of us lost in each other.
“He can’t fuck you like this,” Silas whispers against my lips as his hands move to cup my breasts, his thumbs teasing my nipples. “He doesn’t know your body like I do. No one ever will.”
I nod. “No one has ever made me feel this way, Si. I swear it. No one but you.”
He captures my lips as his hands move to my waist, and Silas starts to move me up and down his cock, keeping me at an angle that has me gasping. He nibbles on my lower lip as he teases me. “He doesn’t know you can come just like this, with my cock sliding in and out of you slowly, the tip brushing past your clit over and over again.” Silas pulls back to look at me and smirks. “You want to come for me, don’t you?”
I nod, my gaze pleading. He’s torturing me, keeping me right at the edge. I might be on top of him, but I’m not in control at all.
“Yeah… you’ve always been a little slut for me, haven’t you? Couldn’t resist me even when you were dating my brother. You’ve always been mine.”
“Please,” I beg.
“Pleasewhat, baby?”
“Please make me come, Si. I’m begging you. I can’t take another second of this.”
“Tell me you’re mine, and I’ll consider it.”
I look into his eyes, half crazed with a deep need for this man that goes beyond the orgasm I’m craving. “I’ve been yours from the moment I looked into your eyes that day in the coffee shop. I haven’t stopped thinking about you since.”
“Good girl,” Silas says. “You’ve been mine for far longer than that, but this’ll do for now.” He moves his hand between us and brushes his thumb over my clit as he finally lets me have all of his cock, and just like that, I shatter for him, wave after wave of pleasure making my pussy clench all around his cock.
Silas watches me with a satisfied expression and lifts his thumb to his lips, sucking it clean with a smirk on his face. The moment my breathing steadies, he turns us over, his hands pinning my wrists above my head.
“My turn,” he groans as he places his lips against my neck, sucking down and marking me as his as he fucks me, the speed and strength of his thrusts getting me close all over again. Silas pulls back a little to look at me as he gets close, holding himself up on his forearms as he whispers my name.
“Alanna,” he groans, right before coming deep inside me, his eyes falling closed as pure bliss takes over his expression. He drops his forehead to mine, his breathing irregular. This is everything I’ve been denying myself, everything I’ve ever wanted. This feeling… I’ve never felt quite thiscompletewith anyone else. I wrap my arms around him and hug him tightly, my heart at ease. Something that feels this right can’t be wrong, can it?
ChapterFifty-Six
Alanna
My heart is pounding as I walk into the office. I woke up in Silas’s bed, all alone. He never leaves the house before me, and it doesn’t sit well with me that he did today. Mornings are alwaysours. It’s the only part of our day that’s uninterrupted, and it’s quickly become my favorite moment with him.
I can’t help but feel uneasy. Last night felt perfect, but it also felt final, as though I was losing him even as he sank deep inside me. He seemed hurt and angry, and even as he kissed me, I felt him pulling away.
I glance at his closed office door as I sit down at my desk. “Is the boss in?” I ask. Jessica looks up and nods. “Yeah, he came in super early.”
“Why? Is there an emergency of some sort?”