The entire ride back to the penthouse went by in silence. Krystina hadn’t muttered a single word, which was completely fine with me. I was so revved up from the damn session with the shrink and I wasn’t thinking clearly. I was too furious over the fact that she told him about the club. Any discussion at this point would only end badly. We would never go back to see Dr. Tumblin again, of that I was sure. There was only one thing that would fix the state of things between Krystina and me.

When we pulled up to the front of the penthouse, I got out of the car and walked around to open the door for Krystina. Cold wind whipped around us and I held open my suit coat to shield her from the worst of it as we made our way inside to the lobby.

Jeffrey, the blithering doorman for my building, quickly stood and hurried out from behind the lobby’s security desk upon our entrance. He had been staring down at his phone when we came in, no doubt playing some sort of frivolous video game.

“Mr. Stone. Miss Cole. You’re back. I hope you enjoyed a lovely evening. Allow me to –”

“I’ve got it, Jeffrey,” I snapped and flashed my elevator key card for him to see. I didn’t want to wait for the fumbling fool to dig out his own card. One would think, that after six months on the job, he would’ve learned to keep his keycard easily accessible.

I took Krystina’s elbow, brushed past Jeffrey, and guided her across the marble floors to the elevator that would take us up to the penthouse.

“Ye – yes, sir. Enjoy the rest of your evening,” he sputtered from behind us.

Once inside the elevator, Krystina rounded on me.

“Just because you’re in a bad mood doesn’t give you the right to be nasty to Jeffrey.”

“He’s incompetent.”

Her head snapped back and her gorgeous chocolate brown eyes flashed angrily. I loved it when she turned fiery. It made me want to fuck her senseless.

“He is not incompetent and you know it,” she persisted. “He means well and you were rude.”

“Rude? You haven’t seen anything, baby,” I remarked with an unapologetic smile.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Do you want to see what rude really looks like?”

Without giving her a second warning, I rushed her faster than she could blink. Grabbing both of her wrists, I pinned them behind her back and pushed her roughly against the elevator wall. Locking them in place with one hand, I wrapped the other around the nape of her neck and crushed my mouth to hers.

“Alex –” she protested, turning her head in resistance.

I pulled back sharply to look at her, my temper flaring at the mere idea of being denied, but her resistance was also a turn on. At times, I didn’t know if I wanted her to submit or to fight, but the thought of breaking her was amazingly arousing and my cock grew harder at the idea. I would have her submission and she knew it.

Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were like molten fire. But it wasn’t from anger. That look said that she comprehended what was coming. She knew that we were about to settle this like adults. Naked.

I groaned and pressed my lips to the shell of her ear.

“You’re fucking gorgeous when you’re aroused.”

“I’m not,” she tried to refute. However, her labored breaths betrayed her.

“You are. I know that look in your eyes, angel. Your cheeks. Your breathing. I know you’re already wet. You won’t deny me.”

I pressed my mouth to hers once more, fisting one hand through her lush curls while my other kept hers pinned securely behind her back. Although, she made a slight attempt to resist, I wouldn’t allow it. My dominant side was coming out. Powerful and blinding. I took her fully, assaulting her with my tongue until she was like malleable putty.

I released her hands and pulled her hips tighter against mine. My cock throbbed as I pushed up against her, and a fire coursed through my veins. She had stopped fighting me, but I could also tell she didn’t want to surrender. However, she knew she had to. She knew I had to win. When her arms flew around my neck and her fingers began to intertwine through my hair, I smiled inwardly. Victory never tasted so good.

There’s my angel.

My message to her was clear and needed no explanation. She understood my authority. There would be no more talking and no more arguing – at least for tonight. Krystina and I required that physical connection to bring us back to where we belonged. I needed to feel her body, warm and submissive, under mine. It was the only thing that could erase the tension between us.

The elevator doors opened to the foyer of the penthouse. We both stumbled out, tearing at each other’s clothes with an animal-like frenzy. She kicked off her shoes as I slid her skirt off with expert precision. When she was in nothing but her bra and thong panties, I brought my face down to her breast, biting at a taut nipple through the thin lacy material of her bra. She gasped and threw her head back, her need now just as hot as mine. Her gentle moans and bodily responses to my touch were the strongest of aphrodisiacs, driving me to the point of madness.

God, how I fucking love this woman…

I flicked my tongue up the side of her neck and stopped to nip at her ear. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of my shirt as I loosened my tie. The rapid succession of her breath matched mine, both of us fueled with nothing but pure carnal need. Impatient, I ripped the shirt apart, causing the buttons of the cotton Versace to scatter over the tiled floor.

“Oh! Your shirt!” she said with surprise when she realized what I had done.

“Who cares? I have others,” I growled, sealing my lips over hers once more.

Sliding a hand down her smooth belly, I slipped inside her panties to find her wet slit. The minute I found her pulsing nub, she sucked in a sharp gulp of air.

“Alex!” she hissed against my lips, raking her nails across my back. I slid a finger inside.

“Oh, angel. I knew it. You never disappoint me,” I murmured, appreciating how ready she always was for me.

Her hips pushed up against my hand, searching in desperation for quick release. I grunted, not wanting to waste another minute. The need to be inside her was fierce. In one swift move, I bent to scoop her up from behind her knees and cradled her in my arms. Moving to the dining room, I set her down on the sprawling table and laid her back. She was trembling. Desperate.

“Oh, god…” she breathed, writhing beneath me. “Please, Alex. I need to feel you.”

I loved it when she begged.

“Give me your hands,” I ordered. She complied immediately as I ripped off the tie that was still hanging loose around my neck. Wrapping the tie around her wrists, I secured it with a tight knot. Dipping my head under, I positioned her bound hands so they were resting at the base of my neck. “Don’t move, angel. This is going to be rough.”

Her eyes flashed with desire, causing my cock to throb and ache, knowing I was so close to feeling her snug heat. I reached down to quickly unfasten my belt and dropped my pants to below my hips. My erection sprung free, craving the constriction of her moist walls.

Bracing one hand on the table for balance, I used the other to notch the throbbing tip to the outside of her waiting entrance. In one quick thrust, I plunged my shaft through her tight clasp until it was completely sheathed. I let out a groan of pleasure.

“Oh, yes!” Krystina cried out.

Cupping her ass, I pulled her body closer to mine and shifted my feet to get the leverage I needed to drive all the way home. And for me, when my cock was buried deep in her body, I was home. It was the place where I claimed her to be mine. I was her conqueror and I owned her. I lurched forward again and she let out a gasp as her body worked to accommodate my girth.

“That’s it, angel. Take me. All of me.”

The rippling of her heat drove me wild, but I held steady as I waited for her to get there. I hissed through clenched teeth and pushed harder. By the time I felt her clench around me with her building orgasm, I was ready to explode. Invigorated by the feel of her slick walls, I increased the speed of my thrusts.

“Alex!”

“Yeah, baby. Say my name. I want to hear you scream it.”

Over and over again, I impaled her. Her eyes rolled back and her moans turned into screams. She came around my cock, her wet canal slathering me on all sides. Her cry of release was all I needed to lose myself. It was my turn.

I sunk deep and hard until my seed burst forth, filling her completely. I came with such a violent force that I was left shuddering and trembling in her arms.