Chapter 246

Chapter 245
Chapter 245
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His fingers resumed their punishing pace, his thumb circling my clit with perfect pressure. The orgasm built fast and hard, my body coiling tighter and tighter.
I shattered, my orgasm ripping through me with shocking intensity. My pussy clamped down on his fingers as waves of pleasure rolled through my body. I cried out, burying my face in the pillow to muffle the sound.
“Fuck yes,” Alexander groaned, working me through it. “That’s my girl.”
Before I could catch my breath, he withdrew his fingers and flipped me onto my back. He stripped off his boxer briefs, his cock standing thick and hard between his legs.
“Legs up,” he ordered, grabbing my thighs and pushing them toward my chest. “Hold them there.”
I gripped behind my knees, spreading myself wide for him. He stared down at my exposed pussy, his eyes dark with hunger.
“Beautiful.” He positioned himself at my entrance, the head of his cock nudging against my slick opening. “So fucking beautiful.”
He thrust in hard, burying himself to the hilt in one hard stroke gasped, my back arching off the bed as he filled me completely.
“Too much?” he asked, stilling inside me.
“No. More.”
He pulled back and slammed in again, setting a hard rhythm that had the headboard banging against the wall. His hands gripped my thighs, holding me open while he fucked me hard and deep.
“Look at me,” he commanded.
I forced my eyes open, meeting his gaze. The intensity there made my breath catch. He wasn’t just fucking me; he was claiming me, possessing me with every thrust.
His thumb pressed against my pulse point as he drove into me harder. The dual sensations sent sparks shooting through my nervous system.
My hand slid between us, fingers finding my clit. I circled it quickly, feeling the orgasm building again. His eyes followed my movements, watching as I worked myself closer to the edge.
“That’s it. Show me how good I make
you feel.”
The combination of his thick cock stretching me open and my fingers on my clit pushed me over. I came hard, my body arching off the bed as pleasure crashed through me in waves.
“Fuck,” Alexander groaned, his rhythm faltering. “You feel incredible when you come.”
Before I could recover, he pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach.
“ On your knees,” he said, his hand on my hip guiding me into position.
I scrambled onto all fours, looking back at him over my shoulde. He positioned himself behind me, his hands gripping my
ass.
He thrust back in without warning, filling me completely, I cried out, my arms almost giving way from the intensity.
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“Too much?” he asked, pausing.
“No. Don’t stop.”
He didn’t. His hands held my hips steady as he pounded into me cach thrust hitting deeper than before.
One hand left my hip, tangling in my hair. He pulled my head back, arching my spine.
“Feel that?” he growled in my ear. “Feel how deep I am?”
“God, yes.”
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His other hand slid around to my clit, fingers working quick circles while he fucked me. I was going to come again, the pressure building impossibly fast.
The orgasm hit like a freight train, ripping through me so hard saw stars. My pussy clenched around him, trying to pull him deeper.
He came with a shout, his cock pulsing inside me as he filled me. His grip on my hair tightened, his other hand bruising on my hip. I felt every throb, every spasm, drawing out my own pleasure until I was trembling.
We collapsed together onto the bed, both breathing hard. Alexander rolled off me, pulling me against his chest.
His hand stroked my hair absently, the gesture surprisingly tender after the rough sex. My body still hummed with aftershocks, muscles loose and pliant against him.
“You okay?” Alexander asked, his voice rougher than usual.
I turned my head to look at him, finding genuine concern in his eyes. “I’m okay.”
“Good.” His lips curved into a wicked smile. “Because I’m not done with you.”
“Alex.” I laughed, pushing weakly at his chest. “I need a minute.”
“How about a bathtub?” He traced lazy circles on my shoulder. “So you feel good.”
The offer was too tempting to refuse. “Yeah, okay.”
Alexander climbed out of bed, completely unselfconscious in his nakedness. I watched him walk to the bathroom, admiring the play of muscles across his back and ass. The man was unfairly gorgeous.
Water started running, the sound echoing off the tile. I lay there fatching my breath, feeling pleasantly sore in all the right places.
“ Coming?” he called from the bathroom.
“Give me a second. My legs don’t work.”
“That was the plan.”
I rolled out of bed eventually. The bathroom was already filling with steam, the massive tub filling with water. Alexander had lit candles on the counter, their flickering light dancing across wit tile.
“Fancy,” I observed, leaning against the doorframe.
“Only the best for my wife.” He tested the water temperature wit his hand.
When the tub was full, he shut off the taps and turned to me. Whout warning, he swept me up in his arms, carrying me like I weighed nothing.
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He lowered me into the water carefully, the heat enveloping my body like silk. I sighed, sinking down until the water reached my chin.
“This is perfect.”
Alexander climbed in behind me, the water rising dangerously close to the edge as he settled. His legs bracketed mine, his chest solid against my back.
“Come here.” He pulled me against him, positioning me between his thighs.
I leaned back, resting my head on his shoulder. The water lapped at my breasts, warm and soothing. For several minutes, neither of us spoke. The only sounds were our breathing and the occasional drip of water from the faucet.
“Your shoulders are tense,” Alexander murmured, his hands finding the knots in my muscles.
“Long day.”
His thumbs dug into the tight spots, working the tension out with practiced ease. I groaned, my eyes falling closed.
“Feel good?”
“So good.”
His hands moved lower, kneading down my spine. Every touch sent sparks through my nervous system, my body still hypersensitive from earlier.
“You’re getting me worked up again,” I warned.
“Good.” His lips found my neck, teeth scraping against wet skin. That’s the idea.”
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