69. Alexander #3
“Why not? The same rules apply to me. You’re the only woman who consumes my thoughts. The only woman I long to touch. The only woman I fantasize about every night when I wrap my hand around my cock.” I tip my chin and bite her plump lip. “The only woman whose name I whisper as I make myself come.”
A small moan slips out of Aarya’s mouth as she shudders against me, and that sound is my undoing. I push off the couch with her in my arms and flip her onto her back, coming down on top of her and kissing her hard.
My tongue surges inside her mouth, wrapping around hers. Aarya’s legs come up around my waist, her ankles locking behind my back and letting me know that she’s not letting me go anywhere. I thrust my hips against hers so she knows just how hard I am for her—only her.
I slip my hands between her body and the couch, gripping two handfuls of her ass while I grind against her.
She meets my kiss with the same intensity, licking and sucking and biting, gasping for air as we consume each other.
Her nails scrape down my scalp, down over my shoulders, and down the length of my back until her fingers slip underneath my shirt, searing my skin with her touch. All the while, her moans spur me on.
I could easily lose myself in her, lose my control. It would feel fucking incredible to let go and give in to this insatiable need to sink inside of her, to feel her pussy clenching around me while she screams my name.
Fuck, what am I doing?
I have to think about the bigger picture here.
I have to.
As much as my dick hates me for it.
I slow our kiss, my tongue licking inside Aarya’s mouth in one final languid motion before I pull back.
Her thighs squeeze me, locking me in place. “Get out of your head, Big Man.”
My forehead drops to hers as I steady my breaths. “I wish I could.”
“I can help you with that.” She lifts her hips off the couch and rubs her most sensitive spot against me. “Sex is a great way to clear your mind, you know. Maybe that’s why you have so much anxiety. All that pent-up frustration is no good.”
I chuckle and press a chaste kiss to her forehead before unclasping her ankles from around my body. “You’re probably right.”
“I have to ask.” She pulls herself up to sitting, and brushes her hair away from her face. “Is it...is it because you don’t trust me?”
My head tilts. “What?”
“Giuliana’s mother took advantage of you just to get something out of you.
You know that’s not what I’m trying to do, right?
Because the last thing I want is trick you into having a kid.
No offense. I’m just saying, I want to make babies—minus the babies.
Plus, I’m taking your money in exchange for helping you keep your villa.
So, technically, I’m not using you. We’re helping each other. Like partners.”
“You are nothing like Giuliana’s mother.” My expression softens as I reach out and stroke her cheek. “And no, I don’t think you’re trying to take advantage of me.”
“Then why won’t you have sex with me?” she blurts out as her eyebrows pull together.
“I’ve never had a problem getting laid before, and you seem like you’re attracted to me.
So, what’s stopping you? Be honest. Because a year of us living together seems like a really long time to not act on what we’re feeling here. ”
I let out a long stream of air through my nostrils. “You want to know the truth?”
She nods, squaring her shoulders. “I can take it.”
This woman. She thinks it’s her. Something she’s lacking.
I clasp her hand and bring it to my chest, flattening her palm over my heart.
“Because when I’m around you, I can’t control this erratic beating, and it terrifies me.
I like you, Aarya. I’ve been interested in you since the moment I laid eyes on you, and if you let me, I’d show you what it feels like to be with someone who truly cares for you.
But you’ve made it clear that you don’t want a relationship, and I have to protect my heart.
I can’t have you the way you want me to have you, and not have you the way I want to have you.
” I swallow past the emotion in my throat.
“I can’t fall in love with you and watch you leave after this contract ends. ”
Her lips part and her eyes widen. “But you’re not going to fall in love with me.”
“If you think I couldn’t, then you don’t see yourself at all.”
She chews her bottom lip, her eyes searching mine like she doesn’t understand what I’m saying. Like she can’t fathom the idea of a man falling for her.
“I have to look out for Giuliana too. I haven’t figured out how I’m going to explain you living with us, but I know she’s going to become attached to you.
I can’t have her expecting us to be a family, expecting you to be in her life as anything more than what you are.
I can control myself, but I can’t control how she feels.
So, we have to keep the lines clear when you move in. ”
“Which means keeping our hands off each other.”
I nod. “Keeping our hands off each other.”
Which may be the hardest thing I’ve ever tried to do in my life.