Page 24 of What Alex Wants…He Gets

Although he might be right and that kind of annoyed me even more considering how arrogant he was.

“That doesn’t sound very nice.” I was starting to get my sense back along with my anger.

“Actually it is. I admire a woman who knows what she wants or at least isn’t afraid to grab what she wants without worrying about conventional expectations or commitments. You should be as free as you want to explore your sexuality. But don’t be so surprised when that bravery catches attention. It’s fucking hot.” He leaned forward and nipped my shoulder with his teeth. “Now I need to know more.”

I exhaled, releasing some of the tension I’d let rob the joy of this moment. He was right and sweet, and I expected very demanding of anyone that rotated through his atmosphere. Why would I expect to be anything different and why would I want to be. The point of connecting with someone this dominant was to explore the other side, right?

“You ready?” he asked.

“Yes,” I nodded as he helped me into the car where I slid across the seat.

He followed me in, the door shutting behind him. I shivered despite the warmth of the luxurious car. I had no idea where we were going or what we were going to do. Although I had a hunch how it would end. At least I hoped so. He really was right. The anticipation of what would come without knowing for sure was like an addictive high.

He wasn’t the only one who wanted more.

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“You can open your eyes now.”

I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. From the moment he’d demanded I close them until now had been one mind fuck after another. I didn’t know from one moment to the next what he would do and I had no clue how much time had passed.

I had tried to figure him out. Anticipate his next word or where he would touch me. I’d been wrong every time.

There were even long moments where he’d said nothing and in those I would have sworn he was secretly laughing as I squirmed in my seat. I couldn’t help it. With my eyes closed, my other senses took over and in the small confines of a car, everything felt like an overload.

The entire space smelled like Alex. From the sophisticated cologne he wore with a light touch to the more earthy undertones of his skin that I picked up every time he leaned close to whisper in my ear.

And the words. He was killing me. It was so easy to picture his every action from his dirty descriptions alone. I was literally on fire as the car slowed to a stop.

“You don’t want to open your eyes, kitten? I thought you would be dying to see by now.”

“I do see. Everything. How could I not when you’ve painted everything in vivid color the entire time.”

His chuckle filled the space around us as I struggled for some composure. Wherever he was taking me didn’t matter. What mattered were the places his hands and lips liked to touch. My neck, my mouth, my knees and yes, between my thighs.

I’d tempted fate by not wearing underwear tonight and he’d figured out my secret in under five minutes. I wasn’t usually that bold, but what could I say? Alex inspired me to be bad.

“You want me to fuck you.”

It was neither a question or a demand. We both knew it as the simple truth. I wanted him more than I could have imagined. I bit my lip to keep from pleading. It was the one thing he probably wanted and I wasn’t ready to give it to him yet.

“It’s not going to happen. At least not yet. So you might as well open your eyes.”

“I’d settle for a kiss,” I teased, my eyes remaining shut so I didn’t have to watch him say no.

To my surprise he reached out and pulled me close. I melted against him. There was something about his dominant nature that I was helpless to resist. It was one thing to be intrigued enough to try new things, but another thing entirely to realize that this man and his demands suited my sexuality to perfection.

All except one. A little warning niggled at the back of my mind. I pushed it away. Tonight I wouldn’t worry about anything unless I had to and so far I didn’t. I could enjoy one more night before reality set in.

“You like it when I tell you what to do, not the other way around.”

“I shouldn’t, but I do.”

“Fuck shouldn’t. We’ll do what we want. So open your eyes and kiss me.”

I smiled, unable to hold it back. “Do you always get what you want?” I asked, opening my eyes.

He gave me a wolfish smile that told me his answer before he answered.

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