True Loves (A Collection of Firsts) (45 page)

H
e’s taking
what he wants without apologies, and it’s so damn hot.

His hands are everywhere: in my hair, on my ass, cupping my face while he deepens our kiss. Alexander King definitely knows how to touch a woman and set her skin on fire. When his lips attack mine, I throw my hands in his hair to try to immerse myself in him. Alexander wraps his arms around me, tugging me closer while never breaking our kiss.

He grabs the material at the bottom of my tucked in blouse and pulls the fabric free of my pencil skirt. One by one, he pops the buttons open with his skilled hands and when he frees the last one, he slides the material off my shoulders, allowing his fingers to trace my bare skin before my shirt falls to the floor. The hem of my skirt creeps up my thighs as Alexander slides it to get better access.

He presses himself against me. The roughness of his trousers against me causes a tingle to erupt all over my body. My panties grow instantly wet as he presses against the sensitive flesh between my legs while unzipping my skirt, loosening it so it falls in a pool around my ankles.

I stand there in nothing but my red, satin lingerie and black Jimmy Choos before him. He steps back, appraising me from head to toe with hungry eyes. I should feel self-conscious about him staring at me like this, but I don’t. He makes me feel wanted and powerful by staring at me like I’m the most mouthwatering thing he’s ever seen.

Alexander licks his lips and then drags his teeth slowly over his bottom lip as he closes the distance between us.

His toned body presses into me, and he grips my hips, yanking my pelvis against his and allowing me to feel his erection through his slacks. “You are the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. I’m going to enjoy this, and I promise you will too if you give yourself over to me completely.”

Before I can say anything else, he crushes his lips to mine, plunging his tongue inside my mouth, and making my knees go a little weak from the sheer intensity of it. An ache builds between my legs, and I realize that I’ve never been this turned on in my life. There’s no way I can put a stop to this now. I need him inside me too damn much.

My fingers snake into his hair, and I love the fact that he has just enough length for me to grab onto.

Strong hands slide down my ass and then cup the back side of my thighs. My legs wrap around his waist as he hoists me up with ease. He walks toward the table in the middle of the room and sets me down, pressing himself firmly between my legs.

I writhe against him and the soft material of his slacks allows his hard cock to rub against my most sensitive flesh. My entire body craves the relief only he can bring me. The smoothness of his well-manicured hands moving across my skin causes goosebumps to erupt over every inch of me. My breasts ache as he moves around to my back and unhooks my bra, freeing them for his pleasure. A warm trail of kisses leave fire in their wake as he works his way down my neck, nipping, teasing and promising passion as he moves past my collarbone. He takes one of my nipples into his mouth and I suck a rush of air through my clenched teeth.

Alexander opens his mouth and sticks his tongue out as I watch him swirl it around the taut pink flesh. I wrap my legs around him tighter and work my pelvis up and down.

This man has me so ready.

“You want this as much as I do.” His hooded eyes flick up in my direction. “This is going to be fun.”

He bends down and reaches for something under the table. The rattle of chains startles me. I guess I hadn’t noticed them under there during the tour, but to be honest I was so uncomfortable standing in this room with Alexander that I didn’t pay much attention to the small details. Before I know what’s going on, he wraps a cuff around one of my wrists and then quickly follows with another shackle.

I furrow my brow. “What the . . . ?”

Alexander’s face lights up with a wicked grin. “It’s time to play.”

My eyes widen as he locks my other arm into place as well. “You’re tying me up?”

He nods and pushes me back with a firm hand, forcing me back on my elbows. “I want control.”

Alexander’s fingers find the wet spot on my underwear. “Mmmm. So wet. That’s fucking sexy. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to taste something so badly.”

“I . . .” My mouth hangs open, unable to complete a coherent thought as he grabs the silky material on my hips and rips it with ease before he tosses the scraps of satin that were once my panties to the floor.

I bite my lip as I sit on the table before him completely exposed for his viewing pleasure. His gray eyes slowly trail over every inch of me, taking his time to appreciate the view.

He pushes my knees apart again as he slides between them and then teases my top lip with his tongue. “Do you want me to touch you?”

His hand slithers up my thigh, and for the first time in my life, I’m at a loss for words. I squeeze my eyes shut, still fighting against giving him possession of me, as he wants. I’m all for having sex, but him taking complete control . . . well, that’s just not my style.

“Beg,” he commands. “Beg for it like a good girl, and maybe . . .
just
maybe, I’ll give you what you want.”

The man is infuriating. I’m finally giving in and allowing him to ravage my body and now he wants me to beg? Get fucking real.

“No,” I say with authority in my voice.

“No?” His warm breath tickles my cheek as he breathes against my neck. “I need to hear you plead, Margo. If you want to come, then you need to say
please.
”

His finger slides slowly against my clit and my entire body trembles. I hate the way every inch of me aches for him—craves his stupid, electrifying touch.

“Fuck you,” I whisper, trying my best to keep it together and stay strong as I teeter on the edge of an orgasm. “I beg for no man.”

“You’ll beg for me, Margo. I can promise you that.” He kisses a warm trail down my neck as he continues to work my clit at a frustratingly slow pace. “I can keep this up all night. How long do you think it’ll be before you concede and I’m fucking you senseless right here on this very table? Hmmm?”

He pushes his thick finger inside me, causing me to moan. “Oh, God.”

“Tell me how much you need me to fuck you. Beg, Margo. Let me own you.”

He works his finger in and out, curving up at just the right spot each time to cause my entire body to tingle. I throw my head back and moan as I rub against the heel of his hand.

“Such a greedy girl.” He teasingly nips my shoulder before whispering, “You know what I want to hear. Say it and I’ll give you what you want.”

My brain keeps telling me that I should fight him—that giving into him will show weakness—but my stupid body is all too willing and ready. I want him. I want him to do all the things he’s promising to me. I want him to make me feel good.

His thumb flicks over my clit, and I whimper.

Oh. My. God. This is more than I can handle. How in the hell am I supposed to resist him when he has me teetering on the edge so quickly?

“I’m waiting, Margo,” he growls.

His demanding words cause me to shiver, and combined with how damn good he’s making me feel with his hand, I’m willing to do just about anything he asks in the heat of the moment.

I snap my eyes open and bite my lip. “Please.”

“Please,
what?
” he probes as he circles his thumb around my throbbing nub.

“Fuck me, please. Make me come.” The begging tone of my voice appalls me, but I know that my brain has completely allowed my body to take control here. Desire clouds me to the point that I can barely think straight, let alone worry about how embarrassed I should be for begging this man for what I want.

“Good girl.” Alexander bites his lip as he brings his hands up to cup my face so he can gaze deep into my eyes. “I’ve wanted to taste you ever since you stepped foot into my office.”

His words make me shiver again with excitement.

He lightly kisses my lips. “I’m going to make you come so hard that you won’t even remember your own name.”

Alexander steps back and begins unbuttoning his shirt, and my fingers itch to help push it open so I can see his body, but my wrists remain shackled, limiting my movement. If I’m being honest, I’ve imagined what he’d look like naked more than a few hundred times. I bite my lip as his perfectly sculpted abs come into view when he drops his white dress shirt onto the floor.

Holy Mary mother of Joseph! Alexander’s body is better than I imagined in my wildest dreams. His chest definition exceeds that of the most lickable men in magazines, not to mention he has biceps that last for days and the sexy ‘V’ cut into his hips that dips down into his pants.

I think I’m about to lose my mind. Can this man be any hotter?

He smirks when I don’t take my eyes off him. “Just think . . . you haven’t even seen the best part of me yet.”

This man is absolutely wicked and entirely too sexy for his own good. He’s the perfect example of a man who knows what he’s blessed with and isn’t afraid to be cocky about it. Confidence is such a turn on.

Almost like a strip tease, he unzips his pants and then shoves them down, along with his boxer-briefs, leaving them in a pile on the floor. My eyes widen at the sight of his completely naked body. He wasn’t kidding when he said that he had a big cock. I’m not one who typically refers to a man’s appendage as beautiful, but that’s exactly what Alexander King’s penis is. It stands proud in all its silky glory, and my fingers ache to touch it.

King turns to the cabinet and grabs a condom before opening a package containing a small silver bullet vibrator. After testing to make sure the vibrator works, he stalks toward me with both items. “There are a lot of toys in there. Do you think we should try them all?”

The thought of my body as his playground long enough to test out everything on those shelves causes me to shudder. I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it. I’m nearly ready to combust, and he’s barely touched me. There’s no way I’d survive.

Alexander sets the condom down and then presses his lips to mine. “Relax, Margo. Tonight’s all about you. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. You can tell me to stop anytime you’d like.”

I want to scream out for him just to touch me again. No one has ever left me teetering on the verge of an orgasm for so long before. This man is about to drive me insane.

His tongue seeks entrance into my mouth, and I melt into him. “Spread your legs.” I do exactly what he asks and watch as he kisses a trail down my body, throwing my legs over both shoulders as he drops to his knees. He grabs my ass, yanking my pussy closer to his mouth.

His tongue flicking across my clit sends an electric surge through me and I hiss. “Jesus.”

“No, baby, it’s just me,” he murmurs before he pushes a finger inside me and licks my slick folds. “Mmmm. You taste just as delicious as I expected.”

Alexander continues to work me into a frenzy, and the urge to reach out and grab a handful of his thick hair to hold him against me is strong, but my bound arms won’t allow it. The heat of his tongue against my throbbing clit is almost more than I can handle. All I can do is lie on this table, exposed, and wait on his mercy. Only he can give me the pleasure that I desire to calm this ache building inside me.

The sound of the vibrator echoes around the room. Relief floods me because I know the moment he touches my clit with it, I’ll finally be able to come. I hold my breath as he traces the outside of my lips with it, but he’s careful to steer clear of where I need the sensation the most.

My head drops back as he kisses the inside of my thigh. I need him in me, filling me, to cure this burning desire that’s rocking me to the core.

“Alexander . . .” His name comes out in a breathy whisper, as he presses the vibrator into my entrance. “I’m so close. Please.”

“Told you that you’d beg.” His gray eyes look up at me, and I can tell he’s smiling, but it’s impossible for me to fire back a snarky comment. The next thing I know, he’s licking and sucking my clit like it’s his only job in the world while he continues to use the toy.

My pussy has never been this stimulated, and it’s pushing me to the edge already.

“Oh. My God. That’s it. Keep going,” I plead.

Both legs resting on his shoulders begin shaking uncontrollably and an intense tingle erupts in my core and then spreads over every inch of my body. I squeeze my eyes shut and I swear to God that I see fireworks as I come hard just like he promised. My entire body jerks as I scream out his name, but he keeps going, prolonging my pleasure to the point that it feels so good that it actually hurts.

Just when I don’t think I can take another second, he stops his delicious torture and stands as he switches off the vibrator.

With quick movements, he releases both of my wrists from the shackles before pulling them one at a time to his mouth. He inhales deeply like he’s trying to commit my scent to memory as he presses soft kisses to my flesh.

He stares down at me with a grin. “I love seeing that satisfied look on your face but don’t get too comfortable. We’re just getting started.”

Oh, my.

My heart flutters with anticipation. If this was just the appetizer, dinner might damn near kill me.

He threads his fingers into my hair and pulls me into a deep kiss, allowing me to taste myself on him. This kiss makes me feel so desired that, for a moment, I can’t imagine why I refused his advances. I should’ve allowed this to happen from the first moment he offered to fuck me.

He pulls back and stares into my eyes. “Stay.”

The warning that flashes in his eyes tells me that disobeying his command is not an option. I still need him like crazy so I don’t even debate not doing as he says.

I find myself biting my lip as I stare after Alexander as he makes his way back over to the toy shelf. His ass is divine. It’s round with just the right amount of bubble, and I just want to get my hands on it. Some women are all about the arms, others the backs, but my weakness is a toned male booty. Alexander’s is so tight that I bet you could bounce quarters off that thing.