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“What? What do you want, Alexandra, that you aren’t getting?”
I wasn’t sure how to answer. I wanted everything. I wanted him. I wanted this. It physically pained me now to be here, so close to my door, knowing I could not bring him in with me to do… well, I wasn’t quite sure what I was going to do. But I knew it was something and I knew it involved the part of me that was presently tingly and warm. His hand made it further down the small of my back now onto my bum and I shuddered.
“What? Cat got your tongue?” Rick ran his thumb over the small cleft of my chin.
His finger was close to my mouth now. I had a sudden urge to bite his thumb. What was that about?
The closer we stood, the stronger the smell of his cologne and the harder his hand gripped my backside, I wanted more. I wanted all of him. That was what it was. I knew I shouldn’t want it. It was a terrible idea—and one that could end in bad consequences—but I wanted him to run me into the bedroom right now.
I had no words for what I wanted. So, I gave into the only sort of language that seemed to work for us both in these scenarios. I kissed him hard. He pressed me against the wall. I bit his lip. I don’t know what the impulse for biting was, but I was a woman unhinged. Rick responded by pushing me into the wall hard and running his hand down over my breast. It was the first time a man had ever even bothered to make mention of my breasts. I moaned. It was uncontrollable. Where were these impulses and noises coming from?
I didn’t know, but I wanted to do a lot more.
Twenty
Rick
Ipressed Alexandra against the wall of the corridor. She wanted to entertain me this afternoon. Had I finally broken down the walls with our fair princess? She moaned as a ran my hand over her breast. Moaned. I was sex-starved and on a roll here. If I was to keep her away from the asshole plant sent to disrupt our happiness, I had to do something.
I was not about to let this one go. I wanted her to beg. I wanted her to plead and say “fuck me” more than I ever imagined. She’d never say it, but maybe she didn’t have to. She bit my lip and ground up against me. We both wanted the same thing. I worried the old bitch might castrate me if she found out, but I figured that my odds were good to come out unscathed. No one was around.
“Maybe we should… go inside?” I asked.
Alexandra looked wide-eyed at me. She waspanting. Her face flushed as if I’d ripped the band-aid off and was the only one who could cure her ills. She nodded and dragged me inside, slamming the door behind her. I dove to sweep her up in another kiss. Suddenly, it felt deliriously good. The forbidden of it made it so very hot.
We fell back on her bed, all askew. I was pressed on top of her now. Alexandra moved to make herself a bit more comfortable. Her skirt was a mess, flipped up. I wanted it gone completely. I wanted to see all of her—naked and willing. She was now so beautiful as she lay there, nostrils flaring, looking up at me as I kicked my shoes off and tossed hers aside, too.
I kissed her again, running my hand down to her centre. I put my hand in between her legs, running my fingers over her panties and tights. She shuddered again. I continued to run my fingers over her clit. It was swollen. The wetness seeped through her panties. She moaned louder. It was like the ultimate high to make her get loud. Alexandra was controlled, quiet, and sogoodbut I gave her the ultimate pleasure. Her body begged for me—neededme.
“You want me, Alexandra?” I asked.
She nodded.
I kissed her again, this time on the neck. She let out a sweet little moan as I played with the elastic on her tights, wanting to pull them down. Or rather, indicating I wanted her to. Alexandra responded by pulling her tights down slightly. I did the rest, tossing them aside. She moaned, louder now, as I ran my hand around the top of her panties. I was torturing her, and she was loving every second of it.
The more she moaned and begged, the more I wanted to be between her legs. My cock braced against the zipper of my trousers so uncomfortably, I had to adjust myself. I wanted to ask her if I could just get to it, but I was also enjoying toying with her more than she knew.
“You like that, don’t you?” I asked.
Alexandra nodded, looking out of it in the best way. She bit my lip again and we continued kissing. I ran my hand inside her dress to play with her nipple. She let out a growl. I liked that. I was about to finally pull her panties aside and get to work when a noise spooked us.
“Your Majesty!”
We panicked.
Marta and Martin both stood there, staring.
“Shit,” I sat up. “It wasn’t… we were just…”
“Overcome?” Alexandra asked in French.
She was as bad at covering up as I was.
I looked over at her and nodded. We sat there like teenagers interrupted by our parents in the middle of a make-out sesh. I hadn’t felt this way since before I could drink. It felt like a special treat. It was exactly what I needed. This thing was naughty but oh-so-good. And she wasgorgeous. Her hair was a mess, her lipstick smudged. I’d made her that way. I’d left her completely devastated. There would be more of this. We’d make it work eventually.
“I’ll be going,” I said. “We should… chat later?”
Martin nodded as if he was desperate to pull me out of there.
