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I got up and checked the deadbolt. I had forgotten to lock it in my panicked state. I fastened it and sat back down on the couch, my hands shaking.

“Now, tell me every detail. Please.” His voice was assertive, yet I could hear a warmth in it that made me want to tell him every single detail of my entire life, not just the subway chase.

“I left your place, and I didn’t see the limousine or the car around. And while I was walking, I decided to take the subway instead of a taxi. I know, it was stupid. I took it to get back to my place. That was when I noticed a man watching me.” I paused, the horror of the previous events coming back to me raised my heartbeat again and I could feel panic rising in my chest.

“At first, I didn’t really think anything of it. But then I tried to walk away from him and he followed me when I boarded the subway train. He sat in the car and I saw him looking right at me! I waited past my stop and I ran off the train and hopped on a connecting train. Alex, he ran after me. I thought he was going to kill me if he caught me, you know, to cover his tracks.”

“It must have been very scary for you Samantha. I’m sorry this happened, but I must know, what happened next?”

“When I got to the subway car, the doors closed on me. Luckily someone must have jammed themselves in between one of them because they reopened and I flung myself in. When I turned around the man had tried to pry the doors open but it was too late. When I got to the next station I ran out and jumped in a taxi as quickly as I could, but not before I saw him running through a crowd, looking for me. I got home after changing taxis two more times and taking really weird ways, just to make sure I wasn’t followed.”

“That was smart Samantha. I understand why you took the subway, but do you understand now how dangerous things are?” asked Alex.

I was well-aware how dangerous things had turned now. I had never been chased before. I was scared, but I felt something else too. Something that made me feel energized, invigorated. It was like I had drank two dozen cups of strong coffee and I was ready to run a marathon. I felt alive.

“Your apartment isn’t safe. You won’t be staying there anymore Samantha,” Alex said. “I’ll arrange for a new apartment for you.”

“No,” I answered flatly.

“Why?” asked Alex, his voice sounding puzzled.

“I won’t be scared out of my apartment like this. I’m going to leave on my own terms. I appreciate your offer Alex, and I may ask you to help me with a new apartment at some point, but it will be me who asks you. I don’t want to be forced out of my life by anyone. You understand, right?”

Alex paused for a minute. It felt like hours as I worried that I had offended him.

“Yes, I understand perfectly. I respect your position and I won’t push you to leave your apartment. But I am assigning you a car with a driver that I can trust with your protection. Please don’t refuse it Samantha, it really is for your safety. Even a taxi is too dangerous now and I don’t even trust a limousine service. I want my own people on this.”

I thought about this for a moment. A driver that Alex trusted sounded perfect to me. I was in no hurry to be put in any more danger and a car to drive me around put me at ease. Invigorated or not at the excitement and peril of the earlier situation, I valued my safety over any amount of excitement.

“Of course Alex, thank you.”

“The driver should be there any minute to get you, he’ll knock four times and say ‘You’re expected promptly at the office, Miss Dubois,’ that way you’ll know it’s safe. I’ll see you soon Samantha.”

We hung up. I drank a tall glass of water and waited.

When I heard four knocks I nearly jumped out of my shoes. Then I heard the phrase Alex had told me and I eased up, opening the door to a large man in a suit with a goatee and a bald head. He shook my hand and introduced himself as Mr. Booth.

Chapter Eleven

We pulled into Alex’s private garage and Mr. Booth opened the door for me. I boarded the private elevator and swiped my keycard and waited. The elevator glided up noiselessly and I could hardly stand still at my excitement over seeing Alex again after feeling so scared and alone earlier. It felt as though I had come through a terrible trial to get here today, even though I had only been gone for a few hours at best.

The elevator doors opened. I walked into Alexander Strauss’s enormous apartment and looked around for any signs of Alex. Music began playing from his bedroom and I listened without moving. It was a classical piece that I couldn’t identify, but it sounded sweet, yet strangely sad. I walked up the stairs towards the bedroom and Alex stood there, his back to the stairs.

I moved toward him, about to open my mouth to speak when he turned around and I saw his eyes, full of life. They burned into mine and I tried to remember just how blue they had been before. His eyes radiated blue in a way that I had never seen any color do before and any words that had been on the tip of my tongue fell into the ether, gone from my thoughts.

Alex grabbed me by the arms and pulled me towards him forcefully. His mouth pounced onto mine and his tongue worked into my mouth furiously. It greedily slid around my tongue and his breath warmed my skin. Every exhale of his was deep and long, as though he had been holding his breath since the moment he heard I was in trouble. I felt dizzy and realized that I actually had been holding my breath. I pushed away from his lips for an agonizing second and gasped for air before plunging back into his embrace.

He pushed his hips against me. I could feel his cock push against my stomach, hard as stone. It teased me as I sucked on his tongue, working up and down on it with my mouth. I let his tongue go, softly licking the edges of his lips, still breathing heavily. His hands worked in and out of my hair, pulling softly before his grip fastened on my hair, forming a ponytail that he used to pull my head back. Alex’s tongue shot out and he ran it down the edge of my chin to just above my collarbone, stopping to breathe in my skin.

I grasped his firm ass in my hands, feeling the muscles tighten and release in my hands. I pushed myself against his cock, wanting to make him ache with desire for me. Soon it would be inside me, pushing in and out of my wet pussy, making me vibrate all over with ecstatic pleasure. Yet right now I reveled in the wanting of him. I wanted him in me so bad that I could feel my panties grow wet and damp with it.

Alex pushed away from me and I let out a moan, decrying his departure. His hands moved to the sides of my face and he stared into my eyes. He scanned my face with those burning blue eyes and I bit my bottom lip, suppressing the urge to scream for him to just take me already. We stared at each other for an eternity. A light feeling washed over me and I felt the floor leave my feet as I hovered there before him. Everything took on a weightless quality and I couldn’t close my eyes to stop it. I didn’t want to close my eyes to stop it.

His arms wrapped around me and gripped me tightly. He laid me down on the bed and stood on his knees. Alex slowly took his shirt off and I drank in the sight of his perfectly chiseled abs and chest. I ran my fingers down along them and rubbed along the edge of his pants. I could hear him breathing rapidly as I caressed his skin.

Alex gently stroked the side of my face with his strong hands. I closed my eyes and began kissing his hand until I found his index finger and slid my mouth around it, sucking on it firmly. I worked my mouth up and down and I turned to look at him as I did so. I wrapped my tongue around it and opened up my mouth as if to await for him to come in my mouth. I slid a hand up his inner thigh until I stopped in between his legs. I moved my fingers carefully around his balls and pushed my palm against the form of his perfectly hard cock in his pants. I pushed harder, rubbing my hand up and down while I moved my fingers around, never taking my eyes off him. Through my look, I promised him myself completely.

My clothes were torn off without any consideration for their well-being. The clothes, now turned to rags, were flung away like they were offensive to Alex. The muscles in his arms bulged, cutting through the skin without a shred of fat to hide them. I ran my hand over them, thrusting my hips up at Alex as I felt their rigid strength. Alex lowered himself to me and pushed my head to the side and licked my cheek, claiming me as his own like an animal. I let a loud moan out that bordered on a scream of approval.

His hands were all over me, canvassing every inch of my skin. His fingers worked into the muscles of my shoulders as he moved around me and I felt my entire body melt to his touch. My chest moved up and down with every breath and my heart beat like a jackhammer in my chest, wanting to explode out through my ribcage. As Alex’s hands left a part of my skin, his mouth fell on the same part. He rubbed my shoulders and then licked across my collarbone. His hands slid down my arms, spreading out his fingers when they reached my fingertips. Our hands interlocked for a moment before he broke to rub my belly.

His tongue was working in between my breasts and I was moving like a wave in the ocean under his touch. I rubbed my hands through his hair furiously, crying out his name loudly when I felt his tongue graze over my nipple, barely touching it but sending an electric shock through my body. His hands pushed on my stomach gently and I flexed my stomach in response. I could feel his palms above my cleft and I felt my pussy drip with desire in between my legs. His hands slid behind me until they gripped my ass cheeks as his mouth wrapped around my right nipple. His teeth worked against my nipple and I screamed out. Strong hands squeezed my ass and I pressed my hips against Alex’s rock-hard chest.

Alex let go of my ass and I could feel the smooth edge of his perfectly chiseled chin slide down my stomach until his lips rested against my clit. I bit down on my lip and I cried out in pain and pleasure when his tongue slid up in between my cleft. Fingers were working with dexterity on my nipples as his tongue was bringing up an orgasm. The orgasm grew from a quiet vibration into a roar of pleasure that was deafening.

Just as I was about to come, he pulled away and I saw his rigid length in his hand, ready to guide it into me. I spit into my hand quickly and grabbed the head, squeezing and working around it quickly. Alex let go and leaned back as I stroked the head with my wet hand. I saw him quiver as I worked my thumb against the underside of the head. I pulled his cock towards me and Alex moved with it until his cock was against my face.

I jerked him off, spitting on it as I moved both hands up and down his shaft. I focused my eyes on him and watched as every motion of my hands worked through his body and he stared down at me, almost as if in disbelief at how good it felt. I could still feel my orgasm waiting to be called back up, crying out at me more and more as I worked his cock with my hands, sticking out my tongue to lick the smooth head. His balls had tightened up and I could feel his cock grow harder and bigger, something that seemed impossible considering how big and hard it already was. I knew he was about to come.

He moaned and I looked up at him, still sucking on his cock. His eyes fell down to me and I winked at him playfully, half of him down my throat now. Alex let out an audible moan and I cried out in a roar of conquest.

“Can I make you come?” I begged him pleadingly. I wanted him to give me permission.

His cock began to rumble in approval and he gave me my answer. I opened my mouth wide and his hot seed filled my mouth, sweet as honey to the taste. I moved my hands up and down, latching my mouth around the end of his length. I drank him completely. His cock pulsated in my mouth and I felt his body vibrate against mine. He pushed my hands away and looked down, still inside my mouth.

“Do you want to come?” asked Alex, his voice stern. It filled my being and I shook my head up and down, pleading with my eyes.

“Then you must beg me.”

He pulled out of my mouth and flipped me over on my stomach. His hands grabbed my thighs and thrust my ass high in the air. I felt him rub my upper legs as his tongue worked on my pussy and I screamed out against the pillow. His tongue lapped me up and then his tongue slid higher up as his thumb worked on my clit. He licked my ass as I felt my orgasm race back up to climatic pressure. Alex must have sensed me about to come and he pulled away for a tormenting second and then his cock slid into me.

“Alexander!” I screamed out so loud I feared my vocal chords would break. I came so hard my entire body rocked in defiance against my futile attempts to remain still. Alex was pumping in and out of me, his huge cock sending orgasmic waves rocking through me. My eyes slammed closed and my voice fell silent. I was lost in the moment of Alexander fucking me until I came harder than I had thought possible.

I breathed in and out, gasping for air as though I just surfaced from being held under water. I was still coming as Alex pulled back my hair and leaned over to suck on my tongue with his. He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth. His hips pushed against mine and every inch of his cock was in me, consumed in me. In the last wakes of my orgasm, I heard him let out a small moan and he was coming again inside me. I felt him pulsate inside me and it reignited the final throes of my orgasm and they intensified.

Alex laid down next to me, his cock still inside me. His hand gently rubbed the side of my face and I felt him breathing against the side of my neck.

“You smell so good,” he whispered in my ear. I leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips, rubbing my hands through his hair as I did so. Slowly, I felt him becoming soft inside me and we broke apart. He lay on his back. I turned around and rested my head against his shoulder. He held me in his arms and I felt tired, that good kind of tired, like I had finished all there was to finish and I could rest.

Alex kissed the top of my head and I began to wonder just how much he cared about me. Our sex was so intense, beyond that of anything I had ever experienced, but there was something deep to it. I knew my recent danger had made the sex that much better, like how hunger can make any meal delicious. We were hungry for each other, plain and simple. But now Alex was being so gentle and caring with me in a way that he had not previously been, or maybe he had not previously allowed himself to be gentle and caring. Was he hiding true feelings?