TWENTY-SEVEN
She couldn't help but squirm even more as he gently guided her to sit on the table, all the while, she continued to suck his thumb slowly, sensually. His hold on her throat loosened and he released her just as he withdrew his thumb, she moaned even more as he smeared the saliva all over her lips.
His darkened eyes told her he wanted to do a lot to her, so much. Her body trembled as she sat there staring up at him, waiting for what he was going to do next. Her heart was pounding heavily against her ribs and her drenched middle was almost throbbing in anticipation.
His cold and demeaning gaze raked over her figure slowly before settling on her eyes once more.
"What kind of man would I be if I did all the things I have in mind right now to a woman who's merely just been discharged the hospital?". He asked her as he brushed her hair from her face with a tenderness that was a stark contrast to what he truly wanted to do to her. "Hm?".
She let out a shuddering breath as she thought deeply of what to say.
He heaved a sigh as he rolled his eyes heavenward as though he was saying a prayer to calm himself.
"Do us both a favor; have your breakfast and get the fuck out of here". He said before backing away to give her some space.
She sat there breathing heavily for a moment longer before getting off the table and returning to her seat. Her hand trembled as she reached for her fork, and he watched her with some twisted satisfaction as she began to eat. The food was rather tasteless to her; she wanted something else in her mouth, something that definitely wasn't spaghetti or meatballs.
The thing with her body was that it had gotten addicted to his touch; the slightest stimulation from him made her restless, made her reserve crumble, made her control shatter, and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it.
Why did he always have to make things between them so difficult and painful?
Them? Was there truly a them? Whatever relationship they had wasn't one which made them a couple; she was on her own and it ached her. Couldn't he see that he had her completely? That she was his in mind, body, and soul?
A thought crossed her mind at that moment and her heart clenched painfully once more; what if he knew but he just didn't care? What if he didn't want her the way she wanted him to?
The spaghetti had been tasteless before, but now it felt like she had ashes in her mouth, she felt like spitting it out but she forced it down her throat. It struck up nausea at once and she set her fork down once more; she couldn't do this.
"I can't". She said knowing he was standing behind her seat. "I can't eat anymore, please".
She wasn't sure if it was the way she spoke, or if he was just tired of having her around already, but something made him concede.
"Do whatever you please". She heard him say before the sound of his retreating footsteps followed.
She sat there a moment longer as she tried to calm the erratic pounding of her heart and her trembling body before pulling herself together and getting on her feet. The sooner she got out of here the better; she was on the verge of losing her bloody mind.
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It was only when Yalda returned to her apartment that she began to feel lightheaded once more. There had been a few hours left to kill before Jaxon got here and she decided to get to sleep if she could.
But after lying in bed for more than thirty minutes without falling asleep, she realized that there would be no sleep for her. She was restless for many reasons; thoughts of her family kept reoccurring, flashbacks from the accident, and then there was Alexander.
She couldn't stop thinking about him, couldn't stop her body from trembling with need each time she thought of him. It was almost as though he had placed a sort of spell on her, one which rendered her completely useless and restless. Her body screamed for his touch, screamed to be appeased.
She groaned quietly as she stirred to her back so she was staring up at the ceiling blankly, she may have been absentmindedly staring at the inbuilt bulbs in the ceiling but it was Alexander's dark eyes that hund at the back of her mind.
Her body shuddered form merely recalling how he had smeared saliva all over her lips demeaningly. She clenched her thighs to apply some pressure to her needy area, and she was surprised at the pleasure that shot straight to her core.
Deciding that she couldn't take it anymore, she parted her thighs before slowly sliding her hand into the waistband of her shorts and lace panties. She wasn't surprised to find a large wet blotch in the middle of her panties, there was only so much she could take.
A let out a heavy breath as she let her fingers rub her sensitive nub first, the pleasure had her eyes fluttering close as she did it again. She moaned quietly as her fingers slid lower to caress her slit which was in need of the most stimulation, all the while she continued to picture Alexander's strong snd veiny hand gripping her throat as the other worked her slowly.
She but her lip as her fingers spread the increasing wetness all over herself till sloshing noises mixed with moan travelled into her ears. Her pace quickened and she continued to rub herself till she needed more than just that; she brought her knees up and parted her thighs further before plunging two fingers into herself impatiently.
Her head fell back in intense pleasure as she pumped herself again and again while imagining that it was Alexander ramming into her. She picked up her pace to mimick his thrusts before undoing the buttons of her blouse with unsteady fingers to let her full boobs spill out. She palmed and messaged her ample flesh as she continued to fuck herself with her fingers almost roughly.
Her moans filled the room as the pleasure built up till her hips rocked as she squirmed restless from the release that wasn't far off. She tried picking up her pace in hopes that it would push her off the edge but she found herself unable to reach the peak she desired; it had been long she did this, and though it felt wonderful, she needed Alexander or anything that felt like him.
She wrapped her fingers around her throat and squeezed hard before landing a slap on her volatile middle, and a few more thrusts of her fingers pushed her over the edge.
She moaned loudly as her hips buckled and her body spasmed from the pleasure that rocked the entirety of her. She pumped her fingers into herself a few more times as she struggled to breathe from her hands which was still clenched around her throat, and after riding out all of her pleasure, she crumbled into her sheets breathing heavily.
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