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sneaking into my room at night, following me to both of my jobs. I started sleeping at my friend's place to get away from him.”
I exhale warily. I want to reach out for her, I want to touch and comfort her, but even more so, I want to hunt this man down. My thoughts have grown dark and my mind ventures down the homicidal path I'd rather not have exist inside me.
“I was so tired of him, I was so tired of being afraid to go home, I lied to Jaren.” Alex shrugs helplessly. “I told him I had found someone new in hopes that he would finally leave me alone.”
From here I can see where her story is leading. I reach for her, against my better judgment, and she shies away from my touch.
“That night I had switched shifts at the diner, and by the time I got home that morning, my house was in flames.” Alex no longer looks at me. Her eyes have glazed over, remembering the pain and the fear that her ex had dragged her through.
I've never despised someone while feeling so eternally indebted to them in my life. If it weren't for this garbage of a man, Alex wouldn't have gone through this trauma, but if it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't have been driven to my home. To me.
“I can live without that house,” Alex fights through a strangled voice, “but the worst part is the thought of his hands on me, as though he has corrupted me—tainted me to the point that I am ruined for anyone else.”
She turns her head from me, and I've heard enough. When I reach out for her this time, I don't let her turn me away. I pull her to me and I squeeze her tight. My enchantress has been wounded, and I want only to fix her.
“I see none of him on this skin,” I lift her chin to press my lips to hers. I turn her onto her back and roll on top of her. “Where is this ex you speak of?” I lean back, my knees between her legs while she remains laying. I look down at her, my eyes trail down her chest, over her perfect breasts and flat stomach. “I see only perfection.”
My hands move from her ankles and up to her thighs. “Show me where you claim to house this corruption.” I spread her legs apart and she can't help a soft laugh. She is everything I have ever wanted. I bend down to kiss up her inner thigh. I stop just over her perfect vee. At my expression, her smile fades into something more serious.
“The only thing I can find is flawless skin over an immaculate body.”
I'm rewarded by her gasp as my tongue strokes along her vagina. Her marvelous vagina. How dare she label herself as sullied—as marred and imperfect. My tongue finds its way deeper inside of her, and she moans. Her taste alone is enough to drive me over the edge. I detach myself just long enough to suck onto her clit, teasing her with the tip of my tongue. She arches into me, panting, wanting more.
I breathe into her. “Beautiful Alexandria, perfect Alexandria, don't ever believe that you are anything less than perfect.”
Her body quivers against my mouth. I can feel her nearing the edge, and I am to sweep her over it. “Come for me.” Right as I command it, she calls out my name, she comes.
Her body tremors as my mouth is flooded with her exquisite taste. I pull her pelvis tightly into me, striving to reach as deep into her as I can possibly manage. She is divine, the way she pulses over my tongue, tightening and sucking me deeper. My cock longs for the sensation of her.
“James,” Alex summons me. I lift myself back, tearing myself away from the heaven nestled within her succulent thighs. She gazes at me longingly. I want her so badly, I can't bury myself inside of her fast enough.
“I'll do anything,” I confess. We have only just met, but she owns me. She owns every bit of me. I am hers to control. I run the back of my fingertips along her cheek. “Tell me what you want.”
“I just want you,” she whispers.
I groan. I just want her. I just want to keep her. I snatch a condom from my nightstand and don't bother letting her slip it on for
I exhale warily. I want to reach out for her, I want to touch and comfort her, but even more so, I want to hunt this man down. My thoughts have grown dark and my mind ventures down the homicidal path I'd rather not have exist inside me.
“I was so tired of him, I was so tired of being afraid to go home, I lied to Jaren.” Alex shrugs helplessly. “I told him I had found someone new in hopes that he would finally leave me alone.”
From here I can see where her story is leading. I reach for her, against my better judgment, and she shies away from my touch.
“That night I had switched shifts at the diner, and by the time I got home that morning, my house was in flames.” Alex no longer looks at me. Her eyes have glazed over, remembering the pain and the fear that her ex had dragged her through.
I've never despised someone while feeling so eternally indebted to them in my life. If it weren't for this garbage of a man, Alex wouldn't have gone through this trauma, but if it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't have been driven to my home. To me.
“I can live without that house,” Alex fights through a strangled voice, “but the worst part is the thought of his hands on me, as though he has corrupted me—tainted me to the point that I am ruined for anyone else.”
She turns her head from me, and I've heard enough. When I reach out for her this time, I don't let her turn me away. I pull her to me and I squeeze her tight. My enchantress has been wounded, and I want only to fix her.
“I see none of him on this skin,” I lift her chin to press my lips to hers. I turn her onto her back and roll on top of her. “Where is this ex you speak of?” I lean back, my knees between her legs while she remains laying. I look down at her, my eyes trail down her chest, over her perfect breasts and flat stomach. “I see only perfection.”
My hands move from her ankles and up to her thighs. “Show me where you claim to house this corruption.” I spread her legs apart and she can't help a soft laugh. She is everything I have ever wanted. I bend down to kiss up her inner thigh. I stop just over her perfect vee. At my expression, her smile fades into something more serious.
“The only thing I can find is flawless skin over an immaculate body.”
I'm rewarded by her gasp as my tongue strokes along her vagina. Her marvelous vagina. How dare she label herself as sullied—as marred and imperfect. My tongue finds its way deeper inside of her, and she moans. Her taste alone is enough to drive me over the edge. I detach myself just long enough to suck onto her clit, teasing her with the tip of my tongue. She arches into me, panting, wanting more.
I breathe into her. “Beautiful Alexandria, perfect Alexandria, don't ever believe that you are anything less than perfect.”
Her body quivers against my mouth. I can feel her nearing the edge, and I am to sweep her over it. “Come for me.” Right as I command it, she calls out my name, she comes.
Her body tremors as my mouth is flooded with her exquisite taste. I pull her pelvis tightly into me, striving to reach as deep into her as I can possibly manage. She is divine, the way she pulses over my tongue, tightening and sucking me deeper. My cock longs for the sensation of her.
“James,” Alex summons me. I lift myself back, tearing myself away from the heaven nestled within her succulent thighs. She gazes at me longingly. I want her so badly, I can't bury myself inside of her fast enough.
“I'll do anything,” I confess. We have only just met, but she owns me. She owns every bit of me. I am hers to control. I run the back of my fingertips along her cheek. “Tell me what you want.”
“I just want you,” she whispers.
I groan. I just want her. I just want to keep her. I snatch a condom from my nightstand and don't bother letting her slip it on for
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