Chapter 5

“What are you trying to do, Alex?” I asked, inching backwards till I hit the pillows, and I grabbed them for support. “Don’t do this, Alex.” My heart was pounding fast behind my rib cage.

“What am I doing?” He asked, his lips curling in a smirk. “I was just trying to get my box.” He said, stretching his hands and grabbing the cufflink case on the bed.

I looked at him with wide eyes, grateful that he hadn’t done anything to me. I shifted toward the edge of the bed and stood up. I needed to feel like I was in control, and standing up worked.

“Where would I be sleeping?" I asked him, and he looked at me like I had gone crazy.

“The bed is big enough for both of us, and I promise I don’t snore, so you are good to go.” My eyebrows shot up, looking at him like he was a joke.

“You must be joking.” But he didn’t reply; instead, he continued working his buttons until the last one popped out.

I watched, trying to act nonchalant as he removed his clothes. He was putting on a white singlet, but he held the hem of the cloth and was about to remove it when I realized what he was doing.

“Don’t you dare think of removing your clothes while we are talking.” I scolded him, giving myself a pat on the back for remaining firm.

“Why? My house, my choice.” He said before he pulled the singlet off his body. I stared at the adonis in front of me, watching as his muscles contracted as he moved.

If I thought Alexander clothed was a beautiful species, Alexander naked was even a beauty to behold.

And I was right. He was someone who took the gym seriously, and it was evident in his well-toned abs and pecs, which made me want to drizzle chocolate on him and lick him clean.

Pure lust burned through my veins, and I was again reminded of how sex starved I was. It was taking everything in me not to jump on this man and allow him to use me as he wanted.

But I was above this, and that was the only reason I peeled my eyes off his body and folded my arms, willing myself not to look at him.

“If I am going to be your wife, then some rules will have to change because it will also be my home.” I said, and before I could say Jack Robinson, he was flying off the bed and standing close to me, his arms wrapped around my waist.

“So you are not totally against the idea.” He said with a cheeky smile, which made him more handsome.

“I am too tired for this, Alex; I just want to get a good night's rest and come up with a plan for tomorrow.” I retorted, bringing my hands up to create a space between us. But they landed on his chest.

I froze with my hands still on his chest. They were just a few inches shy of his nipples, and if I just shifted them, I should be caressing them.

Did I mention I had a mad obsession with men’s nipples?

I glanced down at those red buds, hardened by the cool air, and I found my northern region getting wet. I swallowed even though my mouth was drier than a desert, and my tongue darted out to lick my lips. It was so hot here, despite the cool air.

I felt his member jerk in his pants, and I glanced down, looking to see that his buddy was coming out to play. My eyes flew upwards to meet his, and I glanced at him pointedly.

There was no way I could bring myself to ask why his dick was coming out to play. But he seemed to understand because he cocked his eyebrows and gave me a sly grin, as if to say touch and see.

While I may be many things, I was no virgin, and I had had my fair share of sex—mind-blowing ones and horrible ones—but the possibility of getting naked with Alex turned me on to no end.

I don’t know if it was because I was starved or because of the Greek God in front of me. But there was a line in one of my favorite comics that says, ‘I wouldn’t be tempted if temptation wasn’t so tempting’ and right now this man in front of me was temptation himself.

I was only human, so I found myself succumbing to temptation, and I let my hands graze his nipples ever so slightly.

I looked at him, refusing to break eye contact with him, watching his sharp intakes of breath as I caressed him.

And in a twinkling of an eye, the status changed, and he grabbed my naughty hands and put them behind him.

“You are playing with fire.” He whispered in a low baritone that had my insides quivering with need.

“What if I am?” I whispered in the same sultry voice. He gave his reply, drawing me closer and letting me feel what kind of fire he carried. It was hard and long, and I wanted to be set free.

And gosh, did it make me drip.

The electricity between us was enough to power a house, and right now it was lighting something in me.

“I want to kiss you.” Alex said it in an authoritative tone that made me swoon, but his face held a question, waiting for my reply, and I gave him a small nod.

That was all he needed before he brought his lips to mine. As our lips touched, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only us.

Everything in me was set on fire as his mouth covered mine, kissing me like his life depended on it. His hands tightened on my waist, and he pulled me closer, like he wanted to meld into me.

“Alex.” My hands flew up to grip his shoulders as I moaned his name. But it seemed to unleash the beast in him, and he pressed me into him till I could feel the evidence of his arousal.

My hands left his shoulders to grab his hair, running my hands though, just as the electricity that was sizzling through was.

“Fuck”. Alex growled in my mouth, and I could swear it was the hottest thing I had ever heard. His hands grabbed my ass, squeezing me ever so gently, while he kept pressing me towards his crotch.

I grind my sex against him, seeking the friction that he has denied me. Fuck, it has been so long since I felt a man’s touch that it was messing me up like this.

“Mmmm Alex…” I mewled like a cat in heat, wanting to be consumed by his heat. His lips felt mine in a bid for oxygen, and we stood there for a moment, our chests rising and falling in unison as we tried to catch our breath.

And he pounced on me again.

This time, he trailed wet, sloppy kisses on my neck, and every nerve ending was on fire. My neck was one of my most sensitive areas, and he was attacking it with all he had.

My eyes were shut closed, lost in the throes of pleasures, and my hands tightened on his hair, as that was the only thing that was holding my sanity.

But they flew open as he pulled up my gown. I opened my mouth to protest, but he silenced me with his mouth, kissing whatever argument I had.

I had been in the hospital for a while now, which means I hadn’t worn a bra, so I was standing naked with only a red cotton pant.

His mouth left them, and they opened slightly as he tried to catch his breath. But his eyes were focused somewhere else. I followed his gaze, and they were staring at my nipples, and I could swear I almost creamed my pants.

“Alex?” I called out, but he had his arms wrapped around the small of my waist, pulling me close, and he lowered his head to my chest.

I moaned as his wet mouth enveloped my nipples, gripping his hair so tight that I was sure some would fall off, and without warning, his finger crept inside my pants and settled on my pussyfoot.

Alex closed his eyes as he sniffed the air, as if he could perceive my arousal. “Fuck.” He swore, and he began to fuck me with his fingers.

I was getting stimulated everywhere, and it was a lot for me to handle. His fingers worked at my clitoral area with the expertise of an experienced lover, and everything about it made me crazy.

“Nngh..Alex..” I moaned, grinding my crotch on his finger, begging for release. “Almost there.” I moaned in a voice I could barely recognize.

He continued at the same pace while his mouth suckled my breast with the eagerness of a baby that had me dripping. And then the dam overflowed.

“Alexxxx….” I screamed as I came all over his hands. It took a moment before I came down from my high, my chest rising and falling as I tried to catch my breath.

And I did the most foolish thing...

I ran away.