Keep Me at Bay

Alexander's lips touched my face, starting from my cheeks moving to my eyes, then to my nose and pausing. When I opened my eyes, he seemed to smile and then pressed his lips to mine, nibbling lightly on my lower lip until I opened my mouth to give him access to his tongue. I could feel his previously gentle movements becoming more demanding and hurried. My hands crept up her neck, then into her hair.

As the hot kiss broke away, it was as if something was missing from me, but Alexander didn't let the feeling stay with me for long. His lips had descended down my neck, stopping so long in one spot that I felt that he had left a mark there. In a place where people could see it clearly if I didn't untangle my hair. His hands grazed my chest which was still covered by my dress. I could hear his ragged breathing like a wild animal that was really ready to eat its prey. The part of me that was still thinking logically tried to make me realize that this was wrong and that I shouldn't be enjoying Alexander's touch. However, every touch of the man was like water pouring into my long barren soul.

"No, no, it's my mom's dress," I said, holding back Alexander's hand that was about to pull at the origin of my dress because I wanted to open it quickly.

Alexander growled in annoyance, but he removed his hands from both sides of my dress. "Ah, shit!" he said after realizing that to remove my dress, he would have to undo ten buttons on my back. And, of course, he had to be careful if he didn't want to damage the material of the dress, which was only thin lace.

Like a child patiently waiting for ice cream, I lifted my back so that it was easy for Alexander to reach it. I know that I'll regret it after this is over and will curse my easy-going self, but I really long for touch. I'm a grown woman with lust, especially when faced with a man as seductive as Alexander.

Alexander started to pull down my dress, but just as he reached part of my chest, there was a knock at the door. Alexander turned his head briefly, then continued his activities as if nothing had been heard from the continued knocking on the door. He focused on my breasts which were not covered by a single thread.

I formed a cross on my chest to cover it, then turned my face away as I said, "I think it's important."

Alexander moved his body away from me. He cupped both my cheeks. "Don't even think about changing your mind, Little Princess. Because I won't let you."

After Alexander got off the bed and went to meet whoever it was that had interrupted our intimate moment, I pulled the blanket up to cover my body up to my chest. To hell with the fact that I refused to acknowledge my marriage to Alexander. It was something different from my biological needs as a mature woman. When was the last time I had sex? Probably before my miscarriage which was months ago. And to be honest, Sebastien had never provided such an intimate stimulus to make me wet as Alexander did. At least I could use Alexander for this one thing. And he seemed to be very useful.

"Shit, shit, shit," Alexander said as he returned while ruffling his hair.

I, who didn't understand the problem Alexander was having, just stared at him with my brow furrowed.

Alexander looked at me for a moment, then looked away. He buttoned up his open shirt, covering his broad chest. Picking up his tie, he said, "Too bad we have to stop our fun activities."

The man put on his tie, seemingly tidying himself up as if nothing had happened before. No way, was he trying to play me?

I immediately sat up with my eyes rounded at Alexander's words. 'Are you kidding me?"

"Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want to continue, but I have to leave for London right now."

"Suit yourself then, but there won't be a chance for you next time. You lost it the moment you walked out that door," I retorted, with a slightly threatening tone.

Alexander chuckled softly. "Don't sulk like that. I won't be long. I'll make sure you're moaning with pleasure under me when I get home."

I looked away. "No need to come back. I won't wait for you at all. Just so you know there are plenty of other men out there who can satisfy me if I want to."

"Ah, really? Believe me, no one can satisfy you more than me. Besides looking at that ex-husband of yours, I doubt your taste in men."

I paused, hardening my jaw. Sebastien wasn't actually bad, but when compared to Alexander, he was pretty bad. I shifted my gaze after feeling Alexander's large, warm hand touch my cheek. I quickly brushed his hand away.

"Don't touch me!"

"My wife is so cute when she's this angry," Alexander said. "I talked to Grandpa so that you don't get bored waiting for me to come home; you can work at the company. Until we meet again, I'll miss your body that I didn't get to touch."

To hell with working. I was determined to enjoy the luxuries that I could easily afford because of my grandfather's hard work. What I wanted right now was to visit a luxury brand store, buying things that I'd only been able to see in the window for three years. I was going to avenge my thirst for shopping.

And Alexander, yes, he was already out of this room while I had to try to suppress my desire that had peaked earlier. But, that's keeps me at Bay.