Chapter 14 #3
Like fireworks exploding in a dark sky, her nerve endings come to light, and sparks race through her. Her orgasm explodes through her, and she feels it everywhere, from her curling toes to the tightened peaks of her nipples.
With a euphoric cry, she collapses back on the hood of his car.
Gently, he strokes his fingers through her and licks at her sensitive clit, helping her ride out her orgasm.
When she moans his name, he bites the inside of her thigh in a desperate attempt to hold out.
He works his way slowly up her body, peppering her skin with soft, loving kisses. When he kisses her lips, she tastes herself on him.
With two fingers still buried inside her, Alexi fumbles with the zipper of his pants for a few seconds.
Then, with a shared groan, he replaces his fingers with his aching cock inside her slick heat.
Her legs come up, and her heels lock around the back of his thighs as he thrusts into her, all the way to the hilt.
“Yes!” she cries out and throws her hands over her head.
When he pulls out almost all the way and thrusts back in, her head thrashes back and forth, and her back arches.
Frantic and desperate, Alexi lifts her legs and places her ankles over his shoulders. Wrapping his arms tightly around her thighs, he pounds into her. His pace is brutal… and perfect.
Out of her mind with pleasure, Ulayna can’t stand it. She’s splintering apart and getting pieced back together, again and again, with every thrust of his powerful body into her.
“Fuck!” he groans as his thrusts become erratic and his release imminent.
He reaches between them and presses hard on her clit with his thumb.
She detonates, clenching around him like a velvet fist, and he erupts inside her.
“Alexi!” she screams his name into the quiet night with wanton abandon.
With one final thrust, he collapses on top of her, her face pressed against her neck.
Her legs slide off his shoulders to fall limply at his sides.
Her breath is ragged as she tries to pull herself back together. But he seems to need a minute, too, just like she does. He wraps his arms around her and keeps his weight pressing her to the hood of the car as he breathes her in.
After a few minutes, once their breathing has finally evened out, Alexi pushes himself up to look at her. Gently, he brushes her hair off her face and tucks it behind her ear. The sweet gesture has her heart seizing.
“How do you feel?” he asks, staring intently into her eyes.
She takes a minute to assess before responding. “Glorious,” she says. “I feel… reborn.”
He chuckles. “I’m glad I could be of service.”
Standing up, he slowly pulls out of her and tucks himself back into his pants. Reaching over her, he plucks her shirt off the hood of the car from behind her. Almost reverently, he cleans between her legs, wiping his cum from her thighs.
“You don’t have to,” she says, feeling shy and uncomfortable at his attention.
“Let me,” he says, focused on his task. “Let me take care of you.”
She nods and forces herself to hold still as he cleans her.
Done, he tosses the shirt into the back of the car to deal with later. Pulling his shirt off his shoulders, he drapes it around her. There are only a few buttons left intact, but it’s enough to cover her up—mostly.
He scoops her into his arms bridal style, then sets her gently into the passenger seat. With care, he buckles her in.
She rests a palm against his cheek and places a delicate kiss on his lips.
“Thank you,” she says.
Overcome with emotions that are starting to terrify him, he kisses her once on the forehead before closing her door and getting into the driver's seat.
“Your G-Wagon is parked a few blocks away,” she tells him.
He shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll have one of the men come get it.”
They drive home in comfortable silence, neither saying a word as the city lights stream past their windows. After a few minutes, Ulayna’s eyes close, and she falls asleep with a tiny smile curving her lips up at the corners.
Alexi doesn’t even try to resist the urge as he brushes his hand over her soft hair and steals glances at her beautiful face while he drives.
Back at his estate, he nods his head at Yuri, the guard stationed at the gatehouse, before pulling up the long drive to the house. He parks in front of the main door.
As carefully as possible, he lifts Ulayna out of the car and carries her into the house. Once inside her bedroom, he tugs the covers back on her bed and gently places her down. After pulling the covers up and over her, he steps back to leave, but she grabs his wrist and her eyes blink open.
“Stay,” she says softly.
It’s part demand and part request, and he can’t say no. He’s powerless to deny her, even though he knows it’s dangerous.
He shucks off his pants and shoes, leaving them on the floor, and climbs into the bed next to her. She rolls over to make room for him, but he pulls her close and tucks her into his chest.
Using his bicep as a pillow, she falls back asleep almost immediately.
Long minutes pass as he stares through the windows at the faint glow of dawn’s approaching light. But eventually, he falls asleep, her head tucked beneath his chin and the taste of her still on his lips.