Alex and I spent the rest of the weekend locked in our
suite, subsisting on room service and orgasms and christening every surfaceโthough Iโm not sure โchristeningโ was the right word to use, considering how filthy our activities were.
Sex with Alex was sex like Iโd never known it. Raw. Animalistic. Soul-destroying in the best possible way. It shattered every preconceived notion of who I was and molded me into something darker, more depraved. He called me Sunshine one moment and his whore the next.
And I loved it.
Even at his coldest, Alex had always treated me with respect outside the bedroom, but inside the bedroom, I was his toy. His to fuck and useโin the shower, pressed against the window, bent over the deskโand I craved it as much as he did.
I screamed, my core clenching around his cock for what mustโve been the thousandth time as another orgasm ripped through and broke me into a million pieces of ecstatic agony.
When the fog of pleasure finally faded, I found Alex staring down at me with a smirk.
โWhat?โ I murmured, too drowsy with content to utter more words.
โI love watching you come apart.โ His hands gripped my hips possessively. โOnly for me, Sunshine. Never forget that.โ
โWhat would you do if I did?โ Iโd meant it as a tease, but Alexโs eyes glittered with danger as his fingers dug into my flesh.
โYouโd have a manโs murder on your hands. Is that what you want?โ He grazed my skin with his nose before he sank his teeth into the side of my neckโpunishing and marking me at the same time.
Pain and pleasure burst through me. โCareful,โ I breathed. โOr youโll ruin your reputation for unfeeling sex.โ
โNo one else will see me this way. Only you.โ
Before I could rein in the out-of-control butterflies in my stomach, someone knocked on the door. โWho is that?โ I asked, still trying to wrap my head around his words.ย No one else will see me this way. Only you.
A grin tugged at my mouth.
โRoom service. We ordered it before you cornered me and had your way with me.โ Alex rolled out of bed and laughed softly when I mock glared at him from my pile of wonderful, fluffy pillows.
โFor someone with a supposedly โsuperiorโ memory, you seem to have forgotten thatย youโreย the one who woke me up with an urgentโฆissue.โ I arched an eyebrow, remembering the sensation of his hands cupping my breasts and his cock rubbing against my ass this morning.
โDid I?โ He flashed a lazy smile, and I all but melted into a pile of goo. I would never tire of Alexโs smiles.ย Iโm sorry, honey, but itโs over,ย I told my poor heart.ย You donโt belong to me anymore.ย โHow inconsiderate of me.โ
It wasnโt until he brought back our breakfast that I realized I was starving.
Sex, I decided as I nibbled on a croissant,ย is my favorite form of exercise.
But as incredible as the weekend had been, we had to return to reality tomorrow, and there were things we still needed to discuss.
โAlexโฆโ
He sighed and set his coffee down. โI know.โ
โWhat will we tell Josh?โ I winced, imagining my brotherโs reaction. I should buy full-body armor, just in case.
โWeโre both adults. Itโs our decision what we do with our lives.โ Nevertheless, Alex grimaced. โWeโll tell him in person when he comes home for Christmas.โ
I nodded. Okay, that gave us over a month to prepareโ though I wasnโt sure anything would prepare us for the shitstorm Josh would unleash once he found out his baby sister and best friend were sleeping together. Which brought me to my next questionโฆ
โSo, what exactly will we say? I meanโโ I stabbed at a strawberry, hating myself for bringing this up during such a blissful weekend but also knowing we needed to figure out where we stood before we spiraled into a mess of misunderstandings and uncertainty. โAre we friends with benefits? Dating? Exclusive or non-exclusive?โ
Alex gripped my chin and brought my gaze to his. โWhat did I tell you? Youโre mine, Sunshine. Youโre never touching another man unless you want him six feet in the ground. So yes, weโre fucking exclusive.โ
Was it bad that his words turned me on so much? Probably, but I didnโt care. โSame for you and other women.โ I scowled, remembering Madeline. โNo matter how much they throw themselves at you orโฆor look like a supermodel. How many women have you slept with, anyway?โ
His grip loosened, and his dark chuckle set off flutters in my stomach. โJealous, Sunshine?โ he purred. โI like this side of you.โ
โYou didnโt answer my question.โ
โIt doesnโt matter.โ Alex rolled me over until I was beneath him again. โAll that matters is Iโm only sleeping with one woman from now on.โ
โSo, is that what we are?โ I gasped when he slid his rapidly hardening cock along my already-wet slit. โFuck buddies?โ
โAmong other things.โ He fished a condom from our dwindling supplyโheโd had to run out yesterday for a boxโ and pinned my wrists above my head before thrusting into me. โYou want to fuck, we fuck. You want to date, we date. You want to call me your boyfriend, Iโll call you my girlfriend. But for now, let me take care of that needy little pussy of yours, hmm?โ
And he did.
My shameless moans soaked the air as Alex pounded me into the mattress, his thrusts so rough the bedsprings squeaked and the headboard slammed against the wall.
A tingling sensation blossomed at the base of my spine. I reached up to play with my nipples, my breaths coming out in short pants. I was close.ย So close. I was going toโ
The unwelcome ring of an incoming call interrupted our obscene symphony of moans and grunts, followed by a cool voice.
โThis is Alex.โ
My eyes flew open. I gaped at Alex, who stared down at me with a calm expression as he listened to whoever was on the other end of the call. Gone was passionate, playful Alex; in its place was the composed businessman Alex.
โNo, Iโm free to talk. What happened with the Wilbur development?โ
Free to talk? He wasย still inside me!
He wasnโt moving, but I could feel every hard inch of him buried in between my thighs.
I opened my mouth to protest, but he shot me a warning look and pressed the fingers of his free hand into my hip, silencing me.
โBastard,โ I mouthed. I knew Alex was ambitious, but Iโd never expected him to take a business call in the middle of freakinโ sex.
What was worse, Iโd been about to come, and I was left squirming with need while he discussed square footage and building plans.
I rolled my hips up, desperate for friction. His eyes flared and his grip tightened before he slid out of me. He muted his end of the call, placed it on speaker, and hauled me off the bed with one arm while he carried his phone in the other.
โWhat are you doing?โ I wrapped my legs around his waist while the man on the other end of the line droned on about zoning laws.
Alex deposited me next to the couch. โBend over and spread your legs.โ
Lust speared through me at his authoritative tone. I trembled but obeyed, placing my hands on the armrest, arching my back, and spreading my legs until every inch of me was bared to him.
Satisfaction curled in my stomach when I heard his sharp intake of breath.
The man stopped talking, and Alex unmuted the line to answer his question.
I could see my reflection in the large glass window opposite the couch. Wanton and flushed, my hair tousled from our sex marathon and my breasts hanging heavy and full. Behind me, Alex stood proud as a sculpted god, his face carved with brutal lust as he squeezed my ass.
My soft moan turned into a squeal when he slammed into me hard enough that the couch scraped forward an inch.
โDonโt make a sound,โ he warned. โThis is an important call.โ
The flames of desire burned hotter. I should be upset that he was on a business call of all things while fucking
me, but I was so turned on I couldnโt see straight. There was something so dirty and delicious about fucking while his partners prattled on, clueless.
Alexโs thrusts picked up a steady, punishing rhythm until I was no longer gripping the armrestโI was on the couch itself, my hips draped over the arm, my face buried in the cushions, my rock-hard nipples and swollen clit scraping against the fabric as he fucked me so viciously my feet lifted off the ground.
All the while, he continued his call, taking it off mute only when he had to speak. When he did, his voice remained calm and even, though I could hear his harsh breathing in the moments when he was silent. I had no clue what they were talking about anymore, too lost in a fog of lust to decipher specific words and phrases.
An unbidden yelp erupted from my throat when he hit a spot that caused my back to bow.
Alex fisted my hair and tugged my head back until I was half-upright again while his other hand closed around my throat. A warning and a reminder rolled into one.ย Donโt make a sound.
I tried my best. I really did. But I was a messโI could see it in the window, my tear-streaked face and glazed eyes, my mouth hanging slack as orgasm after orgasm crashed over me in an endless, white-hot wave of sensation. Was it possible to die from too much pleasure? If so, that was what was happening. I was dying a million tiny deaths, each one ripping me apart and piecing me back together only for the next to destroy me again.
Another sob of pleasure, one that had Alex releasing my hair so he could cover my mouth and mu๏ฌe my whines.
One hand over my mouth, one hand around my throat.
I came again, my entire body shuddering with the force of my explosion.
Alex fucked me harder, deeper, the couch screaming with protestโit had slid halfway across the floor by now, its
progress impeded only by the wallโand I realized it was otherwise quiet.
The call was over.
โI thought you were better at following directions, Sunshine,โ he said silkily. โDidnโt I tell you not to make a sound?โ
I responded with an incoherent mumbleโmy failed attempt at apologizing.
โNo words?โ Alex slid his hand down from my throat to my nipples. He pinched them hard, one after the other, eliciting another jumbled moan. โDid I fuck your brains out, my gorgeous slut?โ
Considering I couldnโt even remember my name, probably.
And as the minutesโhoursโrolled into each other, I lost myself in him. In us.
In sweet, filthy, depraved oblivion.
