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Sarah’s POV
I stared at Alexander in disbelief, my heart hammering against my ribs as the room door clicked shut behind us. How had we gone from him coldly denying any feelings for me to… this?
“I don’t understand you,” I whispered, my voice shakier than I intended. “First you kiss me, then you say it meant nothing, and now-
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“Fine.Let me tell you.” Alexander’s laugh was cold, humorless.
In one fluid motion, he gripped my jaw, tilting my face up to his. His touch wasn’t gentle, but it wasn’t cruel either–just commanding, impossible to resist.
His scent surrounded me–dark, wild, unmistakably Alpha. My body responded instantly, a flush of heat coursing through me.
“I want to fuck you until you can’t remember your own name,” he said, each word deliberate and harsh. “Until you can’t remember anything except me inside you.”
My breath caught in my throat, his crude words sending a shameful thrill through my body.
“Is that what you wanted to hear?” he continued, his thumb tracing my lower lip.
“That I’ve thought about bending you over my desk since the moment you walked into my life? That sometimes I can’t sleep because I’m too busy imagining how you’d taste?”
I trembled, unable to form words as heat pooled between my thighs.
“But wanting to fuck you isn’t the same as having feelings for you, Sarah,” he said coldly. “Don’t confuse the two.”
The words stung, but the way his body pressed against mine told a different story. I could feel the hard length of him against my stomach, his control fraying with every passing second.
“You’re lying,” I challenged softly.
His eyes flashed dangerously. “Be very careful what you say next.”
Instead of speaking, I reached up and tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling his mouth down to mine.
This time, there was nothing hesitant about his response. He growled against my lips, the sound primal and possessive as he devoured my mouth. His tongue thrust past my lips, claiming me with a hunger that left me breathless.
I moaned into the kiss, my body arching against his as his hands slid down to grip my ass, lifting me effortlessly onto the bed. He followed me down, his weight delicious as he pressed me into the mattress.
“Alexander,” I gasped as his lips moved to my neck, his teeth scraping the sensitive skin where my pulse raced.
“Shut up,” he commanded, his hands finding the hem of my shirt. “Just shut up before I change my mind.”
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He pulled the fabric over my head, his eyes darkening as he took in my lace–covered breasts. Without hesitation, he lowered his head, mouthing at one peak through the delicate material until it hardened beneath his attention.
My back arched off the bed, a desperate sound escaping my throat. It had been so long since I’d been touched like this–wanted like this.
“Look at you,” he murmured against my skin. “So desperate for it. Is this what you’ve been pushing for all along?”
I shook my head, unable to form coherent thoughts as his hand slid up my thigh, fingers teasing along the edge of my underwear.
“No?” He pulled back slightly, his eyes locked on mine. “Then tell me to stop.”
“I don’t want you to stop,” I admitted, my voice shaking.
A dark smile curved his lips. “Of course you don’t.”
In one swift movement, he unhooked my bra, tossing it aside before lowering his mouth to my bare breast.
His tongue circled my nipple before drawing it between his teeth, the gentle bite sending a jolt of pleasure–pain straight to my core.
I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against mine.
He let me push the fabric from his shoulders, revealing the muscled expanse of his chest and the bandages wrapped around his forearm—a stark reminder of how he’d saved me earlier that day.
My fingers traced the edge of the gauze. “Does it hurt?”
“Focus,” he growled, capturing my wrist and pinning it above my head.
His free hand moved between my legs, pressing against me through my jeans. Even that light pressure had me writhing beneath him.
“Please,” I whispered, not even sure what I was begging for.
“Please what?” he demanded, his fingers working the button of my jeans. “Say it, Sarah. Tell me exactly what you want.”
“I want you,” I gasped as he slid the zipper down. “Inside me.”
His eyes flashed with primal satisfaction. “Good girl.”
He peeled my jeans down my legs, leaving me in nothing but my underwear.
Chapter 231
Chapter 231
