Chapter 16 #2
The intense warmth spread through me, into my chest, and infiltrated my mind, but it was Alex's patience and self-control that truly drove me to the edge.
"Slow…yes. Tell me if you like it, Jade.”
Jade. He always said my name with reverence.
“I need to hear you say it, baby.”
Baby.
“Y-yes, I like it, but Alex—”
I broke off, my throat constricting at the thought of asking him.
I’ll do anything you ask.
“I-I want…” I couldn’t say another word. Instead, I grabbed his right hand and guided it to my lower belly.
As light as a feather, I traced my fingers on his, the touch enough to trap all the air inside me. His hand was warm, rough, and confident. He turned his palm up, grasping my fingers and letting me steady my nerves.
“I want you to touch me,” I whispered, the darkness giving me courage. His fingers squeezed mine, a low groan escaping him straight into my heart.
“Only if you want me to, Malyshka. Not because you feel obliged.”
Ugh. He melted all of me. Maybe his middle name was consent.
I nodded eagerly. “Yes. I want that.”
So we did. We did what I wanted. Slow, deliberate, his hand slid down between my legs, my heart hammering at the thought. Wait! Wait! Wait!
I caught his wrist just in time.
Alex stopped immediately, as if anticipating it. We both waited while I gasped for air, my mind buzzing like an angry beehive. “Alex, I—”
“I won’t move unless you tell me. I can sto—”
“No, no, don’t stop. Just…just be…del—”
“Delicate.”
We both said the word at the same time, a weight of a thousand worlds suddenly falling off my shoulders.
He understood.
I let his wrist go, and he hesitated a mere moment before moving it down and finally…touching me.
I was waiting for my spiral. The first brush of his fingers should have sent me into a frenzy, but…
I stayed calm. I didn’t forget how to breathe. I didn’t jump out of his arms.
His fingers parted me slowly, testing. Waiting. Just feeling how I opened for him. God, yes.
Soft and pliable in his hands, I finally exhaled all my doubts. “Oh my…” My back arched into him and my legs spread further, letting him in. His finger just teased, swirled on my clit, exactly how I’d imagined it.
"Mmm." A low grumble sounded against my neck. "You’re perfect, Jade. Is this how you want it, baby?"
"Y-yes." I gulped, the heat reaching my neck. “T-this is how I want it.” My eyes fluttered closed and I guided his other hand to my thigh, letting him hold me steady.
His large finger caressed my pussy. He barely touched, waiting for permission. “More. I want more.”
As soon as I confirmed it, his finger pushed inside me—controlled and unhurried. I felt every millimeter, the intrusion turning my brain into a haze.
He began slow and teasing, in and out, and then replaced my finger on my clit, swirling, his touch feather-light. God damn, it was like he knew just the right amount of pressure and the exact spot.
I wanted him. God, I wanted everything, but I just…I just couldn’t yet.
There were no more blurry lines; we’d crossed them all, but it mattered to me. If I only did this, if we were both mostly clothed, if my lips didn't touch his, then I was still safe. And that’s what I wanted.
To be safe.
"Alex..." I no longer knew what I was pleading; I merely succumbed to the way my body filled with anticipation, the precipice so close I could almost taste it. Alex didn’t stop, and he breathed faster when he added a second finger.
In and fucking out, his fingers plunged inside my wet pussy, the sound both filthy and satisfying.
“Yes, Malyshka. We’ll do it just the way you want. Just the way you like it,” he promised in my ear, the sound of his voice my only anchor. "Spread your legs more. Make it feel good, baby."
The feeling of his fingers inside me was unparalleled, and I was so close. Alex did everything I asked. He gave me everything I wanted—not more, not less, denying himself every step of the way. “Yes…yes, don’t stop.”
And he didn’t. He didn’t change anything; he kept the pace the same, two fingers deep inside me, and his thumb applying slight pressure to my clit.
“Just like that, Malyshka.”
His voice pushed me over the edge, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head, my skin burning all over. Alex didn’t stop, and the sensation tripled every second. The warm sizzle spread through me, wiping out all other feelings and sensations.
I melted into him, my loud gasp echoing in the room. “God, fuck—” It hit me like a wave, undulating through all my limbs and lighting all my nerve cells on fire. “Alex! I…”
“That’s right, baby,” he encouraged. “Let me feel you come. I’m right here.” He was—and that’s all I wanted.
His fingers dug into my thigh, and he pulled me in even closer, pumping his fingers in and out with frenzy, letting me ride the sensation. I trembled, whimpering something incoherent, forgetting that anything else in the world existed.
The high dissipated slowly, and I didn’t want it to go. I was also fully aware of the large bulge pressing into my backside.
This was a Medieval torture exercise in abstinence, and Alex survived it all.
"You did so well, baby. I'm so proud of you." His message reached my mind while I panted, all the heat still lingering inside me. Instead of letting it go, I wanted to use it.
Before I had the chance to convince myself otherwise, before I could break the illusion, I sat up straighter and pushed my ass cheeks right into him.
“Alex?” I grabbed both his hands and he clasped mine harder, wrapping me in a hug. “I really liked it,” I whispered, wishing for his lips to attach to my skin. “Stay with me longer?”
But I knew Alex would have done anything. His arms pressed me to him as he leaned in, his breath ragged and desperate. I ground harder.
“Mmm,” he almost growled, and my jaw fell open. The sound was raw and unrestrained, sending a pulse to my pussy. “J-Jade,” he stuttered just as I took the chance and placed his hand right on my left breast.
“Now you tell me,” I half turned my head to him, feeling his hot breath on my chin. “Tell me what you want.”
I moved slowly, but with the right pressure. He was rock-hard. The way he held on to me—the grip around my waist and his fingers around my nipple told me he was on the verge of a breakdown, but his self-restraint was undefeated.
“I need to hear it, Alex,” I whined, close to falling apart in his arms once more.
“Y-you,” he finally muttered. "This. Everything."
And that was exactly what I wanted to hear.
"Yeah?" Oh God, it was building again, the overwhelming sensation was spreading through me like honey.
Alex kneaded my breast, so slow, so tender, so fucking damn perfect.
"W-what part of me do you want, Alex?" I stuttered, realizing this man was about to gift me a second orgasm, barely touching me.
It was all becoming desperate. Our gasps and moans intertwined in the dark and secret room, my hips moving in perfect rhythm.
"I want..." he choked out, "all of you.” He tightened his grip, unconsciously providing the safety I so craved. "Your mind...your soul...your body." Dear God, his voice echoed through me, seeping deep into my soul.
Addicted to this, I slipped my fingers between my legs, restarting what we’d just finished.
"You're so good at..." My head rolled to the side, my lips right at his. “At using your fingers." Our gazes locked at this moment, both of us drunk. Both of us out of our minds. I kept talking, afraid to pull in closer. "You’ll do it again when I ask?"
I knew he wanted it, struggling to look away from my lips. He wanted the kiss. He craved it. He begged for it, looking into my eyes before sliding his gaze back down, but I couldn’t. Not just yet.
Instead of breaking that barrier that I held, Alex murmured into my neck. "Yes." I worked him nonstop, so close—we were so fucking close. "Anything you want."
“Mmm, yes. Show me that you like it, Alex,” I whispered his own words into his ear.
It became hot and blurry. My hips moved without respite, grinding between his legs, and it was like magic—he moaned into me, the sound unlocking all the untamed parts of me.
In his embrace, he held me so gently while my whole body trembled, our loud gasps muted by the darkness. His lips were attached to my neck, but his control and self-restraint were wrapped around my pinky…and I let myself go.
We came at the same time, both of us loud and breathless. But together.
The dark night hid our deed as we sat on the bed, slumped against each other, in full disbelief of the line we didn’t cross.
This. Was. Phenomenal.
Alex breathed me in. He ran his hands up my body, gently fixing my dress, making sure I wasn’t exposed beyond the moment. His tattooed fingers pulled up on the low neckline of my summer dress, both my breasts disappearing into the material.
He fucking took care of everything.
And then he brought my hand to his lips and kissed. The inside of my palm. The tips of my fingers. My wrist. He kissed tenderly, reverently, like he was taking his time to enjoy it.
Darkness pulled me under and my eyes closed. My heart, my body, my mind—it was all fulfilled.
"Hmm." The low vibrations of his voice traveled all the way to my tippy toes. "Get some rest, Malyshka." Gently, he placed me on my side of the bed, running his large hand down my arm and covering me with a blanket. "I'm right here, baby."