Possess Me by Michelle Heard

 

Chapter 42

 

Everleigh

 

It was just supposed to be a kiss, but with Alek’s head between my legs, I can’t bring myself to stop him.

All my intentions of taking things slowly have flown out the window.

My body is wound tight, and I grab hold of Alek’s head to make sure he doesn’t stop.

I almost died of embarrassment when he stared a the valley between my legs, but the moment he started sucking and licking my clit, the pleasure was too good, and the embarrassment went out the window, along with my intentions.

He pushes a finger inside me, and my butt lifts off the bed. My hips swivel, and I shamelessly rub myself against his mouth.

“Crap,” I gasp. “Alek.”

The man goes to town on my clit while fingering the ever-loving hell out of me.

Pleasure explodes through my abdomen, and my body convulses from the intensity. The orgasm overpowers me, and whimpers and moans spill from my lips.

I’m too loud.

I quickly cover my mouth with both hands, and Alek doesn’t let up on my clit. He keeps going, prolonging the intense ecstasy washing through me and turning my body into a quivering mess.

I’m numb when he finally lifts his head, and again he kisses the three scars as he works his way up my body.

I pull my hands away from my mouth and whisper, “That was amazing.”

His eyes lock with mine, then he only thinks to ask, “Are you okay with us continuing?”

I sit up, and pushing him backward until he steps off the bed, I say, “We are definitely continuing.”

I pull his tie free before I undo the buttons of his shirt. Climbing off the bed, I push the fabric over his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

His chest and abs are a work of art, and I drag my fingertips over the hard muscle. There’s a scar on his side and another by his shoulder. They weren’t there before.

Lowering my hands to his belt, I undo it before unbuttoning his dress pants and pulling down the zipper.

I push my hands beneath the fabric, and my eyes dart up to his as I nudge the fabric down his legs.

Alek kicks off his shoes, and stepping out of his pants and boxers, he removes his socks.

I move in behind him so I can see his back, and emotion wells in my chest from all the scars crisscrossing over his skin. I trail my fingers over the marks, clearly remembering every strike of the whip.

Pressing my face to his back, I whisper, “I never got to thank you for everything you did to protect me.”

“You don’t have to thank me,” he murmurs.

I walk around him again, and when we’re standing face-to-face, I drink in the sight of his muscled body.

His cock is bigger than I remember, and I hope to God it doesn’t hurt like the first time we had sex.

Alek grips hold of my hips and tugs me against his body. Feeling his hardness pressing against my stomach, my cheeks flush.

“It’s the first time I’ve been fully naked in front of a man,” I admit.

When I lost my virginity, the guy was in such a hurry because we were parked at a mall, we didn’t even undress.

The second time I had sex was when Alek and I were forced.

The third time it was too dark to see anything.

A smile spreads over Alek’s face. “So I’m the only man who will ever see you naked?”

When I nod, a look of satisfaction tightens his features.

Alek lifts a hand and brushes my hair out of my face. “Good.”

“You’re such a caveman,” I tease him.

He lifts me from my feet, and a moment later, my back hits the mattress. He crawls over my body but pauses before lying down. “Do you have condoms?”

I shake my head, and the look of devastation on his face almost makes me laugh.

“I’m on the pill.”

Instantly he frowns at me. “Why? You’re not sexually active.”

“It’s to regulate my periods. They were all over the place after I gave birth to Vincent.”

“Christ,” he mutters as he slumps down on top of me.

Feeling his full weight and naked body against mine has my desire for him skyrocketing.

Alek stares into my eyes, his love for me making the golden flecks shine.

He lowers his head, and his mouth claims mine again.

God, I could get lost in his kisses.

His hands move over my body, and it feels like he’s trying to memorize every curve and inch of my skin.

Moving my hands to his shoulders, I brush my fingers down his muscled back. Reaching the dip of his lower back, I almost hesitate before I grip his ass.

God.

While Alek kisses me with a burning passion, he braces his forearm next to my head, and reaching down between us, he adjusts himself at my entrance.

He breaks the kiss, and pressing his forehead to mine, our eyes lock. “Ready?”

“Yes.”

The corner of his mouth lifts, and with a world of love in his eyes, he slowly pushes inside me.

The air tenses, and something vibrates between us. My heart fills with uncontrollable love, and I quickly become emotional.

There’s an uncomfortable pain, but nothing unbearable as he fills me completely, and then some.

With his pelvis pressed to mine, we’re finally one after the longest four years of our lives.

We keep staring at each other, and I see the boy I learned to love under traumatic circumstances. I also see the man who never stopped loving me.

I see my past, present, and future.

Totally overwhelmed, my face crumbles, and I sob, “I love you so much, Alek.”

His eyes mist up, and I see the same emotions on his face. There’s intense relief as well.

His voice is hoarse as he says, “Thank you for coming back to me.”

“I was right here waiting for you,” I whisper.

Our bubble wraps around us, and just like in the dark room, there’s only us as Alek begins to move.

“You’re even tighter than I remember,” He groans.

At first he keeps a slow pace giving me time to adjust to his size, but the moment the sound of my arousal fills the air, his features tighten, and he loses control.

“Fuck, it’s been forever. I’m not going to last long.” His voice is hoarse, and his body quivers.

I open my legs as wide as I can to give him full access to me, and placing my hands on his shoulders, I dig my nails into his skin. “You feel so good.”

Alek lifts his chest off mine, and bracing both hands on either side of my head, he begins to slam into me. His thrusts are powerful, and my body jerks with each one.

“Blyadʹ! ya lyublyu tvoyu kisku. Ty takoy mokryy dlya menya,” he says, and the fact that he’s switched to Russian tells me he’s close.

He probably can’t think straight enough to speak English.

I lower my hands to his ass, and gripping him tightly, I let out a moan as I meet him thrust for thrust.

In seconds, Alek’s body jerks against mine. I feel his manhood grow even bigger right before a groan of pure satisfaction escapes him.

Totally captivated, I watch as pleasure tightens his features.

I’m so close and keep rubbing my clit against his pelvis for the friction I need.

Even though he’s orgasmed, Alek doesn’t stop. He adjusts his angle, and I swear the world lights up with a million stars. I don’t know if I’m coming or going as intense pleasure almost renders me unconscious.

I can barely breathe, and my vision goes spotty for a moment.

The orgasm is too intense, and I can only manage a whimper. I feel Alek’s mouth claim mine, and he kisses the hell out of me while we come down from our highs.