Page 52 of X: Command Me through Alexander’s Eyes

I stare at her, trying to be sure I’m hearing her right. I can’t be. She’s been clear on her boundaries. But it’s there on her face: an invitation to cross them.

She has no idea what she’s dangling in front of me or how dangerous her offer really is.

“Tread carefully, Clara.” I can’t take it. No matter how much I want to. Pressing my forehead against hers, I close my eyes to her momentary lapse in judgment.

I don’t need the pain or the control—not if I can have her. I’ll make it work. She deserves that much. I kiss her softly, not daring to open my eyes before I move inside her. “This is enough.”

Finally, I chance a peek. Ecstasy soaks her features, and I smile. She’s enough.

But worry clouds her eyes, and I know what she’s doing. I know what she’s wondering. I never should have asked her to submit to me. Will that request always linger between us?

“Clara,” I saw in a low voice, “stop thinking.”

“I—”

I kiss her before she can finish the thought. “Be with me. Feel me.”

I shift against her, pushing deeper inside her body. It’s an effective distraction for both of us. Clara’s face goes blank, even as I feel her swell over my cock. A throaty cry escapes her lips and becomes my name. “Alexander!”

It pushes me over the edge, and I release into her, savoring each surge. I may never get enough of Clara Bishop, but that won’t stop me from giving her everything I can.