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Hearing my intense expression of enjoyment, Alexander lifted himself off his knees and, with a swift movement, pressed his massive cock into my pussy, forcing my body to bow off the cushion; but I could only move slightly. My need to touch him and to clutch his thighs was defeated, as my hands and legs were held down by the restraints. I now understood the purpose of them. My brain struggled as it released commands to my body to grab Alexander, but my body couldn’t comply; and I became feral, lusting for what I couldn’t reach.

“Tell me what you want, what is it that you are trying to do.” Alexander’s voice was husky but so sensual in sound, making me moan in loud spurts as his thrusts became more forceful.

“I want you, Alexander. I want to feel you. I want you to fuck me in every way possible, but I want to touch you and I can’t!” I yelled, as my exasperation to touch him had my adrenaline surging.

“Not yet, baby, not yet. I need to ready you—I need to keep you like this for a little longer, just until you are wet enough.”

Alexander had a plan, and he wasn’t giving me a moment to digest what he’d said.

Alexander pulled out of me, and at the same time he eased the metal cylinder out of my anus. “Good. You are very wet for me. Can you feel this?” Rubbing my wetness over my sex and onto my anus, he had readied me for what I didn’t think I’d ever be ready for.

My body trembled, and my fingers clutched onto the cushion for dear life as Alexander pressed his massiveness into the impossible crevice that I had clearly claimed was never meant to be entered.

I felt a tear drip from the corner of my eye as he reached the depths of me, and I just couldn’t believe how good it felt and how bad it hurt.

“Are you OK?” he asked but continued his movements in and out of me.

I nodded, refusing to let him hear my strained voice, but he wouldn’t accept it.

“Answer me, I said. I need to hear that you are OK.”

And with a gulp of a breath, I screamed, “I am fucking fine! Don’t stop!”

Hearing my anger, Alexander pushed harder now, throwing me into full blown screams, but it wasn’t pain that made me scream; it was the intensity of being restrained while being stretched and ruptured for the first time like this. I longed to reach out to him, to turn him over, and make him scream for a bit, but I couldn’t.

Alexander continued his full anal penetration, stretching me and taking the last virgin piece of me. I was numb, and the numbness shot down my thighs and into my sex. Alexander slowed his motions and leaned onto my back, pressing his chest into me, allowing his cock to enter me until his balls were the barrier from going any farther.

He finally pulled out of me, leaving me with a panting chest and a throbbing ass. He walked toward the closet door, and I heard the water rush in the bathroom. When he came back, he kneeled slowly in front of me.

“Open your mouth. I just washed,” he commanded. And as I lifted my head, he pressed his cock into my mouth and to the back of my throat. “I’ve imagined your lips and your tongue massaging my cock for months. I love to fuck you, but there is nothing like the feeling of those lips around my cock.”

And as he spoke his sensations, he fucked my mouth forcefully, filling me with pleasure. My saliva dripped down his shaft as he massaged himself, seeing as my hands were unavailable.

“Do you still want more?” he asked.

And I nodded, still taking him into me.

“Let me undo you.”

And as he pulled out of my mouth, my elation to finally have some play led me to a burst bubble. Alexander had barely undone me, when he scooped me up and carried me toward the table near the large mirrors. He placed me onto the table and, with great force, he ripped the bodice of the lingerie in half from my chest down to my sex.

“Ah, yes, free me!” I yelled, enjoying the fierce ripping of the cloth, though I did feel bad that he’d ruined such a pretty little outfit.

“Pull your legs up, and hold on to them,” he instructed, and I did.

Alexander wrapped my lower back in a sling and then brought the long straps up, circling my wrists once and then up again toward my ankles, and tied the straps on each side. The sling held my legs and arms together upright, tightly, and pointedly, straight to where my feet were almost above my head. My legs couldn’t be lowered because of how they were stretched open and tied. With no wasted moment, Alexander grabbed my hips and pulled me into his cock; he was impressive and vigorous in both his motions and force.

“Look down and watch me invade you,” he requested.

And as I did, I almost couldn’t believe that with his length, thickness, and force that he hadn’t broken me yet.

“Alexander,” I called, but he shushed me.

“Quiet.” He smacked my ass with a full, open palm, titillating my skin.

Feeling a burn, I bit my lower lip and grunted, fighting the urge to scream in ecstasy, fighting the urge to rip the straps off and pin him to the floor. I was ready. Ready to cum onto him. But he slowed every time my body quivered.

“Stop thinking—I see you forcing yourself not to scream. If it’s too much for you to bear, then scream. I dare you to test me and see how far you can get.”

And with his willingness to let me try, I squirmed in between his legs. I fought to free my hands and slip the strap out from under me, but I was immobile and enjoying every minute of it.

As he maneuvered slower and with less force, he reached over my head and picked up another object from the table I lay on.

“Look what I found in the luggage,” he joked, swaying the anal beads over my head.

“Haven’t you had enough of my ass for one night? You devirginized me. Let my ass rest. It’s sore,” I pleaded, even though I knew that the look of hunger in his eyes said he would only give into my pleas when he knew I meant it.

“Let’s get this straight: I will never get enough of you
or
your tight little ass.”

And that made me smile—strange but oh so sweet. As I peered at him adoringly, he leaned into me and suckled at my breasts.

I was tangled and stretched and dying to let my orgasm go, but for him I tried to hold on. I wanted it to last as long as it could—for an hour, for a night, and for eternity.

Lucky for Alexander, his licking and lapping at my breasts distracted me from paying attention to his hands moving into my ass yet again. My legs, lifted and spread, left me completely exposed and open for him.

Thankfully the anal beads were much smaller than his cock, so the filling of each bead into me wasn’t painful—slightly uncomfortable, yes—but painful, no.

“That feels good, doesn’t it? I don’t see you making the
that hurts so bad
face.” Alexander amused himself as he continued to press more beads into my ass.

“You will have to untie me at some point, and so you had better be nice because you just may wake up with something up your ass one morning,” I teased. But threatening didn’t get me far, seeing as I couldn’t defend myself when Alexander took the tip of my nipple and pulled it with his teeth. My back arched upward, trying to go with him as he yanked at the tips of my breasts.

Letting go, I fell back down on the table just as Alexander pulled me closer to the edge and with his hand massaged my clit while continuing to slowly penetrate me.

I was overwhelmed, and my orgasm was exacerbated by the intensity and multitude of pleasure points. Being filled to the max with anal beads and having Alexander’s impeccable and marble-like penis inside me and his hands massaging my clit—I was surely to cum for the next twenty-four hours!

Alexander was ferocious. He was enjoying my attempts to get at him, and the harder I tried to get loose, the harder he grew inside of me. And, with swift motions, Alexander’s hands grabbed hold of my hips, and his upper body tensed in such a way that turned him darker shades of red. “Cum with me; you have to cum with me,” he begged. But he didn’t have to beg.

In unruly and simultaneous roars, as Alexander unleashed his essence into me and I began to climax, he slowly pulled the anal beads out one at a time, sending me into screaming orgasmic tantrums of unexplainable proportions. The delayed and prolonged orgasm and the warmth from inside me, from both our explosions, left me immobile and contented in every way. He rejuvenated me from the very core of my body. Our simultaneous release had bonded us once again.

I to him, and he to me.

Alexander leaned into the back of my legs as they remained in the air, still trembling and jolting from our liberation. He untied and unwound the strap before lifting me, and he crossed the room and fell lightly onto the bed with me in his arms.

I had never before this moment enjoyed battling a man for sexual control; and though I lost, the taste was that of victory. It was passionate and uncontrollable and absolutely the highlight of my sexual existence. Alexander had conquered me, and I was only too happy to be conquered by him.

“This is all I want, all I can ask for. There is nothing equivalent to how you make me feel.” I stared deep into him as I expressed my heart’s true emotions for the first time.

“You will want more. You will beg for more. And I will give you so much more.”

Embracing me tightly into his chest, I tried to sleep—soundly and without dreams.

I had no reason to dream; the dreams that I had continually dreamt were now my reality.

I would have to say that sex—or more specifically, great sex—is the most holistic of nature’s medicines, given its proven ability to revive one’s mind, body, and heart.

Love, on the other hand, has the proven ability to destroy all three! So it is safe to say that love can only conquer all and thrive when accompanied by the miraculous workings of frequent and euphoric sexual encounters!

“I hope I am the cause for that devilish smile on your face,” Alexander whispered close to my lips, making me realize that my Nobel Prize-winning affirmation of love and sex was causing me to smirk as I began to doze off.

“You are the cause for
all
the elation I am feeling.” I swung my arm around his neck, pulling him on to me and smothering him with my lips. “You are the tastiest of creatures, Alexander, and the sexiest of them too.” I felt a rush of control as his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. To think that Alexander could be embarrassed was rather amusing to me, especially after our sexcapade.

“You are rather witty this evening. I must say I am glad to hear and see that smart mouth of yours is finding its way back to me; and to think you tried to stay away,” Alexander joked.

But Alexander’s mention of my staying away brought back feelings of shame and regret. I had pushed him away—sent him away—and though he never wanted to go, I forced him to, and the disdain that I had had for his feelings made every square inch of me feel pain.

“Alexander, I am sorry for everything I said and did to you. I have to get this out, please.” I pushed my shoulders up against the headboard and readied myself to admit the greatest mistake I had made. “Alexander, I still don’t know how ‘us’ will fit into my life, and I am still scared shitless of losing control. But I had also never felt more lost, more out of control, and more scared than when I let you go. I am willing to try to be here, with you. I promised you that…I signed.”

Alexander kneeled before me on the bed, bare from head to toe, with not a hint of awkwardness to him. “No more apologies, no more regrets. I know you signed, but that paper means nothing to me unless you are wholeheartedly willing to be here with me. That contract, this room—none of this matters if you are not happy and whole. This is all for fun. This is to show you that all of this can be enjoyable, that it doesn’t have to be dark and harmful; it can be heaven. But it will only be great if it is
us
. This isn’t right with anyone else, and I need to make you see that even the darkest of moments can seem divine as long as you and I are together.”

I am such an undeserving bitch!
To think I had tortured this man.

“I—”

But Alexander stopped me. “I don’t want to hear it!” he exclaimed. “I know you are sorry. Now let’s move on. Agreed?” he questioned.

If I had allowed myself to think for even a moment, I would have found fear in the precision of how well he knew me, but I couldn’t, not now, not being offered all of this—all of him.

“Agreed,” I responded.

CHAPTER EIGHT

The morning came and found me enveloped in Alexander’s arms. I was curled into him, embracing him in an inescapable hold.

“Good morning, sweetness. Did you sleep well?”

Waking up to Alexander’s good morning was delectable. “Never better,” I answered, tightening my hold around his well defined muscles and soft, fiery skin.

“Good. And since I’m sure you are still sore from last night, I’m going to restrain my urge to take you again and instead walk you downstairs for some breakfast.” Kissing me softly with warm blushing lips, Alexander slid himself off the bed and went toward the closest, returning to me with a silk robe. “Come here, sweetness.”

“You know, I will gladly push my soreness aside for another taste of you,” I teased, tossing the sheet off of me to expose my spread thighs.

Alexander smiled with a controlled eagerness to take me again. “I am yours to taste for as long as your palate desires me. But for now, I have got to get some food into that body of yours. I like you supple. I need you strong.”

And with that, I knew I wasn’t going to win this battle. Alexander was determined—or so he had displayed in his most recent grandiose acts of cooking—to fatten me up. So, I slithered to the edge of the bed and embraced the silk robe that Alexander wrapped around me.

Walking down the staircase toward the great room, I became filled with inner warmth. No darkness could exist in the whole of this apartment, for the brilliance of the sun’s rays magnificently pierced through every crevice. I felt solace and affection. My strengths rejoined me; I felt like myself—I felt at home.

Approaching the kitchen, I found a grand assortment of beautifully prepared plates sprawled across the table. The table was adorned with candles, a blooming bouquet of calla lilies, and massive amounts of food—almost enough to make you feel full just by looking at it.

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