Alek

 

All throughout dinner, I knew there was something on Sara’s mind, something she was holding her tongue about until the meal was finished. Thinking it could only be one thing, I braced myself and prepared my argument. We both knew I was going to win out. I just had to make her see it from my point of view. Again.

Truth be told, I was actually looking forward to the back and forth of it. People constantly agreeing with me was rather boring. I needed a challenge, and Sara would most certainly give me what I craved.            

“Alek,” she started. Here we go. “I want to have a serious conversation with you, and I don’t want you to dismiss anything before I’ve had my say.” She looked nervous, avoiding eye contact with me for the most part.

“Sara,” I called out. She stopped looking down at her hands and locked eyes with me. “I think I already know what this is about, but I promise to let you have your say before I present my side of things. This should be good, so go ahead, give it your best shot.” I laughed before taking a sip of my drink.

Her back straightened before she spoke, strength evident in her posture. “I can’t accept the car.” I opened my mouth but remembered I’d told her she could finish her argument first. Snapping my lips shut, I nodded, allowing her to continue.

“While I appreciate the very generous gift, I simply cannot accept it. It’s too expensive, and we’ve only known each other a short time. It’s too impulsive and extravagant. So…while I thank you again for the gesture, I’ll be leaving it here tonight, with you. I’m sure you’ll be able to return the car easily enough.” She took a big inhale of air before continuing. “I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time, and it makes me uncomfortable to have things given to me. It just isn’t my way. In addition, I don’t want you to feel like you should buy me things because you have the resources. I don’t want your money. I like you for you, simple as that.”

Leaning forward on the table, I came as close to her as I could while still giving her space. Her defenses were up, and she was probably going to lose her shit when I responded. Oh, well. She’ll have to get over it.

“Are you done? Did you say everything you wanted to? Because now I’ll say my peace and it will be final.” I made sure I had her full attention before speaking again. “While I appreciate your speech…you’re keeping the car.”

The last syllable didn’t even leave my lips before I rose from the table and started clearing it, grabbing her dishes first.

Plus, I wanted to get rid of any weapons she had in front of her. Just in case.

I dared not look in her direction, knowing full well she was upset. I didn’t say what I did to rile her up. I said it because it was the truth. No way was I going to let her flit around with no vehicle.

“You’re not serious, are you? Tell me you’re kidding, Alek!” She had risen from the table as well, bracing herself behind her chair for support. “You’re not going to dismiss me with a simple what I say goes type of attitude. Because that sure as hell isn’t me, either. So, how about this? You can shove the car right up—”

I cut her off before she got a chance to finish.

“Hold up. Don’t get so damn testy about this. It isn’t that big a deal, so can you please calm down?”

“Well, if it’s not a big deal then you won’t mind taking it back.”

“You’re going to keep the damn vehicle and here’s why. I worry about you when I’m not with you, and if I can gift you something you actually need and will put my mind at ease, well then, that’s exactly what I’m going to do. You don’t have any form of transportation, and I don’t like the thought of you waiting alone for a ride or taking the bus with a bunch of strangers. And while we are on the subject, you are now my girlfriend and as your man, I will be showering you with many presents, so get used to it. You can fight me on every one, but just know I’ll always get my way. Like I won out with the security system issue, I will win this one, as well. You’ll find I will always win when it comes to keeping you safe, Sara.”

I saw the reservation on her face. She was calmer than she was before I’d started my spiel, but I wasn’t sure yet if she still had some fight left in her. I almost bent her over the table when she told me to shove the car, my excitement pressing tight against the zipper of my jeans.

“Fine. I’ll keep the car. For now. When I can afford to buy my own, which will now be in the near future, you’ll take this one back. Agreed?” She looked at me with expectant eyes.

 “Agreed. Can we move on now?”

After all of the dishes had been cleared, I offered to give her a tour of my home.

I couldn’t help but be amused over every little thing she found fascinating. I watched her. Closely. Her mouth would fall open when she found something intriguing, whether it was a painting on the wall or a simple gadget. When she was confused, mainly over the main remote I used to operate the TV, sound system and lighting, she would bite her lip, her brow knit in wonderment.

It took every ounce of control to keep my hands to myself, especially when we entered my room. I kept glancing at my bed, wishing for nothing more than to pick her up caveman-style, carry her over and throw her on top of it. I imagined ripping her clothes from her body as my mouth tasted every inch of her flesh, my fingers making good work of revving her up to take me fully.

“Don’t you get lonely here all by yourself?” she asked, pulling me from my horny thoughts.

“To be honest, I don’t spend much time here. I travel a lot for work, so I stay at some of my other homes, probably as much as I stay here.”

“Uh…your other homes? How many do you have?” There’s that uncomfortable look again.

“I have five other homes. Well, three actual houses, one apartment and a suite in one of my hotels. They’re spread out all over the country. It makes it easier for me when I have to travel from place to place.”

I knew something was bothering her, and I knew what it was without probing too much. I needed to resolve this once and for all. Halting any further movement, I turned her around and pulled her near, my hands gripping her arms to keep her close.

“Does my wealth bother you? You can tell me.”

“Well, if I’m being honest…it does a little bit. I’m very happy for you that you’re so successful, really I am. But I don’t fit into this world, and unfortunately, you’re going to see it, too, sooner or later.”

“You fit into my world because you’re with me, Sara. Simple as that.” I didn’t know what else to say except the truth.

At a loss for words, she shrugged off my hold and made her way toward the bed. I couldn’t help it; my eyes were glued to her ass. I had to remember to tell her how much I appreciated those damn jeans. The sway of her hips was entrancing, making my cock twitch to life. I knew what I wanted to happen between us, but I wasn’t so sure she was game yet. And I wouldn’t push the issue if she wasn’t ready. We had all the time in the world.

“Let me guess, you bought your bed from Italy?” she asked as she ran her fingers over one of the four wooden posts. Oh, how I would love to feel those fingers wrapped around my…

“Alek?” she called. Shit, yeah, she did just ask me a question.

“Sorry. Yeah, I did. The same artist who made the dining table constructed this piece for me, as well. He actually made all of the furniture you see in here. Do you like it?”

All she could do was nod in response.

I hadn’t even realized I was walking in circles around her, probably making her a little wary. I’d been told I was quite intimidating at times. Hopefully that wasn’t how she felt. Either way, she moved away from me to inspect the rest of my bedroom, my eyes following her every movement. Every time she caught me looking at her, she would sheepishly smile and turn away.

My overwhelming need to touch her became too much. Enough was enough. Without wasting another second, I walked up behind her as she was checking out one of the paintings on my wall.

Her scent enveloped me as I leaned in close, moving her long hair to the side. Her breath hitched when she felt my lips on her neck.

“What do you want to do, Sara?”

I envisioned us in all sorts of compromising positions, really hoping it would be the night she gave herself to me. Surely she was nervous, so I had to take things slow—if it was what she wanted, of course.

Her head fell back against my shoulder as I nibbled at her sensitive flesh.

“Sara? What do you want to do?” I repeated, the rasp in my voice surprising even me.

“Anything you want.” Well, it looks like she gave me the answer I was hoping for. But I needed to make sure she was serious.

“Turn around,” I demanded.

When our gazes met, I saw it. I’d witnessed the desire in her honey-colored eyes, her pupils dilated in her excitement.

As I was about to ask her a question, she reached up and pressed her mouth against mine, her warm tongue teasing my lips. I’m gonna lose it if she keeps doing that.

She backed away for a split-second, put her hands on my chest and repeated her glorious statement from moments before. “Anything you want, Alek.”

“You know what I’m taking that as, don’t you? Do you know what you’re telling me, Sara?”

Breathlessly, she whispered, “Yes.”

Oh, to hell with it. I was done talking. I crashed my hungry mouth against hers, snaking my arms around her to pull her close again. Her luscious lips parted, allowing me the entrance I was so hungry for.

She tasted sweet.

She tasted forbidden.

Before things progressed too quickly, I wanted to get the talk out of the way. It was simply necessary.

I broke free from our kiss and took a quick step backward, looking into her eyes the whole time.

“What?” she asked.

“Are you on the pill? Are you protected?”

“No,” she answered, a light blush creeping over her cheeks. I was sure she hadn’t had this conversation with anyone before—at least that was what I was telling myself, not wanting to picture another man’s hands all over her.

“Oh. It’s okay,” I said, a little disappointed. While I’d planned on using a condom anyway, the mere thought of taking her bare excited me. I knew she was clean, being a virgin and all, but so was I. Regular testing proved so. Plus, the fact I’d always used protection in the past, some women often having an agenda of snagging rich men. Hell, I’d even heard horror stories of some trying to blackmail men of my wealth.

Having said and asked what I needed, I pushed all thoughts aside to focus on the vision before me. No more time for thinking.

“Take off your clothes, Sara.”

Her eyes widened but she complied. Kicking off her shoes, she made quick work relieving her body from the fabric which covered it. Her movements mesmerized me. The elongation of her arms as she pulled her shirt over her head was a dance, her limbs stretching and swaying as the material danced over her skin. Every bend of her body entranced me. She turned her back to me, her fingers playing in the waistband of her jeans. With a soft turn of her head she watched as she shimmied the material over her hipbones, cascading seductively over the plump curve of her ass. Bending forward, she pulled them the rest of the way down, kicking them to the side as if they offended her.

Turning back around, she stood before me in nothing but her bra and panties. My heart beat faster, my breaths coming so quickly they almost escaped me completely.

 “Fuck, baby. You’re perfect.”

She dipped her head, clearly not completely comfortable with my compliment. After a few seconds, she looked up again, resolve set firm in her stare. “Are you going to take off your clothes, or are you going to leave me out here hanging by myself?” she joked, although the look in her eyes was nothing to laugh at. She licked her lips in nervousness and it was quite endearing. Hot…but endearing.

I didn’t want her to be any more nervous than she already was, so I grabbed my shirt by the neck and pulled it over my head, tossing it to the side before unbuttoning my jeans. Kicking off my own shoes, I worked the fabric down my muscular thighs before kicking them to the side, as well. Her eyes hungrily drank me in, the sight of me causing her to blush again. The color wrapped itself around her entire chest before it crept up her neck and splayed across her face.

It was the most beautiful sight.

Crushing the last few inches of space between us, I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, the material coming away from her chest with ease. Her breasts were on full display and they were all for me. They were round and heavy but very perky, her nipples a dusty pink, pebbled in arousal. Before I could stop myself, my fingers caressed the hardened peaks, pinching the taut skin and making her moan out in pleasure.

When she exhaled a rush of air, I intensified my grasp, eliciting another moan from her perfect mouth. There was simply no more holding back. My fingers made quick work of summoning her excitement as I walked her backward.

 “Lay on the bed,” I commanded, the roughness in my tone surprising me.

I had to admit, I loved being able to tell her what to do inside the bedroom. And the fact she complied so readily only encouraged me further. At least she listens to me in here.

When she laid on her back, I’d taken a few deep breaths to try and calm down. The sight of her lying there before me was almost too much. I’d dreamed of this for so long it was taking extra time to compute it was actually real. Not wanting to waste another precious moment, though, I hooked my fingers in the top of her panties and slowly dragged them down her toned legs, flinging them somewhere across the room to join our other abandoned clothing.

She was completely and utterly bare, her pussy shaved but for a small strip of hair. What do they call that? A landing strip? Crawling up the bed, I lowered myself down on top of her, leaning in close so I could taste her lips again. Her body was on fire underneath me, her skin so unbelievably soft to the touch. My hand entwined in the strands of her hair, pulling in my excitement. I was afraid I was hurting her, but the only reaction she gave me was a moan, each and every time I tugged.

Her sounds teased me, drove me wild until I couldn’t take it anymore. I broke our kiss and headed south, lavishing her skin with my hungry tongue. She tasted of anticipation, her hands gripping my shoulders the further down her body I ventured.

“Alek,” she cried out, a bit of self-consciousness laced around my name. I knew she was a virgin, but I wondered if she’d ever let a guy go down on her before. The instant image had me seeing red, even though I knew I was being irrational. None of my emotions made any sense when I was near her, my brain and heart twisted up until confusion was the only thing I’d felt.

Pushing those crazy thoughts from my head, I focused back on the woman lying beneath me.

“I want to taste you.” As the words left my mouth, I saw her instantly relax. “And I am a very hungry man, sweetheart.  Your sweet pussy”—I grinned—“is the only nourishment I need.” My hands spread her thighs wide. I didn’t give her a chance to respond before my tongue shot out and licked her sweetness. She bucked under my assault, so much so I had to put my hand on her hip to keep her still. I smiled as I continued to torment her, her juices coating my greedy tongue. When I dipped inside, I thought she was really going to lose it, her body trembling with excitement.

After a few short minutes, I could tell she was close. Her breathing had become erratic, her hips doing a wonderful job of pumping against my mouth. She was as greedy as I was. Untold pleasure was within her grasp, and she was doing everything she could to claim it. Flattening out my tongue, I licked her one more time before closing my lips around her clit, driving two fingers inside her tight heat. I curved them, flicking against the bundle of nerves just within my reach.

Her screams were like music to my ears. “Alek! I’m coming. Oh, God! Yeeessss!” She gripped my hair tightly in the throes of her passion. It was like lighting a fire within me. A deep moan of my own escaped, mixing with her delicious sounds.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me,” I coaxed. I never relented, not until I knew she had fully enjoyed every bit of her orgasm. When her grip on my hair loosened, I knew she was coming back down.

Since she was satisfied, it was time for me to join with her. I made my way back up her body, taking each one of her beautiful breasts into my mouth. I loved every inch of this woman. I couldn’t believe it had taken me so long to make her mine. Everything in due time, right?

Once our mouths connected again, I had to hold myself back from thrusting inside her until I knew she was ready. She was physically ready, I’d made sure of it, but was she emotionally ready? That was what I had to find out.

My cock danced near her entrance, but again I wouldn’t do anything until she was sure.

 “Are you positive you’re ready for this, Sara?” I asked as I gazed into her beautiful eyes. “There will be a certain amount of pain, due to your inexperience, but I’ll try to be as gentle as I can.” I battled with myself. I wanted nothing more than to surge forward and bury myself to the hilt, her very tight walls gripping me until I could barely move. But I knew I’d never do that—not until she was used to us having sex, at least. No, I would let her dictate what happened. I would follow her lead.

Her gaze broke away from mine and made their way down toward my arousal. Her eyes widened in—what was that? Disbelief?

“Alek, you’re not going to fit,” she whispered.

I couldn’t help it as laughter erupted before I could stop it.

I explained my little outburst.      

“You just gave me the biggest compliment. Thank you.” When I sensed I needed to be more serious, her uneasiness holding on tight, I tried to reassure her. I leaned down and gave her a loving kiss. “We were made for each other, sweetheart. We were made to fit.”

I guess my words were all she needed to hear to abate her worry because the next words out of her mouth just about undid me. “I want you, Alek. I need you inside me. I’ve never wanted anything more in my entire life.” Her eyes bore into mine, searching for what, I wasn’t sure. But I would do my very best to give it to her.

“Even though we were made to fit together, you’re still new to this, so please tell me to stop if it’s too much. Promise me you will tell me if you can’t continue.” There was no response from her except a small thrust of her hips toward me. She was going to make me lose all control if she kept that shit up. “Promise me, Sara,” I demanded.

“Yes, I’ll tell you if it’s too much. I promise.” Why do I not believe her?

I positioned myself between her thighs, pushing them further apart. Reaching down, I ran my finger through her wet folds to make sure she was still good and ready for me to take her. She was so worked up, was there really any doubt?

“You’re ready, baby,” I said worshipfully. I ran my tongue across my teeth, preparing myself to devour the woman who had turned my world upside-down.

“Please. I can’t take it anymore,” she pleaded, arching her back to entice me further. Little did she know, or maybe she was aware, she was teasing me beyond what should have been allowable. I was barely holding on as it was.

“Patience, Sara…patience.”

If she’s going to torment me, then she better be prepared for me to do the same. I was going to torture her until she shamelessly begged for my cock. My fingers were still exploring her sweet pussy, the salacious sounds coming from her tempting mouth only spurring my onslaught further. Rubbing her clit with my thumb, I slowly inserted a finger inside her. A groan escaped her lips once more as I artfully stroked her. My mouth consumed hers, our tongues dueling as if they were performing an age-old practiced dance.

Coming up for some air, I spewed words at her faster than I could think to filter them. But that was what she did to me. She made me lose all sense of myself. “Do you know what you do to me, Sara? You drive me crazy, in every sense of the word. I can’t think straight when I’m near you. And now…now, it’s taking every ounce of self-control not to tie you up and ravage you until you beg me to stop.”

Her expression told me nothing until a sly smile tipped her lips upward.

“Will you fuck me already?” Her brazenness was certainly a surprise, and I loved I was the one who brought it out in her.

Her fingers raked up and down my back, trying to grip me closer, enticing me to push inside her.

Well, goddamn it. It worked. So much for having her beg.

“Okay, love. I’ll give you exactly what you need,” I promised as I reached over and grabbed a condom from the bedside table. After I was covered, I gripped my thickness and lined up against her sex, pushing inside her very slowly. She was so tight it almost hurt. Almost. For the first time in my life, I actually wished I wasn’t as endowed as I was, the mere thought of hurting Sara too much. But there was nothing I could do about it so I made sure to take my time with her, pushing inside inch by painstaking inch.

When I was halfway in, her body tensed, immediately halting my intrusion.

Seeing the utter look of concern on my face, she halfheartedly smiled, brought her legs up and wrapped them around my waist, opening herself up a little more for me. Even though it helped, I knew she was still in pain and there wasn’t a thing I could do to take it away. Not until I was fully inside, at least.

“I’m sorry, baby, but this is going to hurt, if only for a few seconds. I can’t do anything about it.” I felt like shit knowing I was the one who was going to be inflicting the pain, but it was necessary to move forward.

Like ripping off a Band-Aid, I thrust forward until we were fully joined. If I hadn’t been lying on top of her she would have shot right off the damn bed. But I was pinning her down, so she had nowhere to go.

Her body tightened, her hands pawing at my hips as if she was trying to push me off her. But she never said a word. Only a single tear escaped, breaking me in two at seeing her distress coating her cheek.

My heart beat wildly inside my chest. I thought for sure she would have heard it, but her eyes never gave way to noticing anything other than her own unfortunate discomfort.

I made sure not to move too quickly, giving her enough time to accommodate me. Plus, if I’d started right away, I would’ve been done in no time at all.

“You are so unbelievably tight,” I said through controlled breaths. “I don’t want to embarrass myself, so I’m going to go slow for now.”

After I reasoned enough time had passed, I started to move, inviting her to find her own rhythm the more comfortable she became. Her initial shock at my intrusion was gone, her back arching and the heels of her feet pressing into the backs of my thighs, silently encouraging me to quicken my pace. I rotated my hips, around and around. As she would match my rhythm, I’d switch it up, making sure our joining would last as long as possible.

Mid-thrust, I asked, “Are you okay? Does it still hurt?” She didn’t answer me right away, instead driving her nails into the hot skin of my back. “Sara,” I warned. When she still didn’t respond, I stopped altogether. Her frown told me everything. “Answer me or I’ll stop right now.” She remained silent, calling my bluff. As I started to withdraw from her body, she dug her heels harder into my thighs.

“Yes, Alek. I’m fine,” she groaned.

Well, that’s a shot to my ego if ever there was one.

“You’re fine?” I asked, a look of displeasure obvious on my scrunched-up face.

“Yeah. Why? What’s the problem?”

She had no idea what she’d said. I was going to change that fine to a spectacular. The big guy down below demanded it. Leaning closer, I buried my face in her neck, nipping and tasting her salty skin. “How about this?” I asked as I reached down and gripped her ass, pushing her further into me. Thrust. Rotate. Thrust. Withdraw halfway. Thrust again. Her low screams told me she loved it. “Are you still fine?”

Understanding was written all over her face, a sly smile surfacing as she bit her lip. Her eyes were hooded, desire evident in every look she gave me. I didn’t need her to answer me; I knew I’d made my point.

Increasing my speed, I needed her submission. “You’re mine now, Sara. Tell me you’re mine,” I grunted. My breathing became harsh and ragged, my heart threating to detonate into a million pieces. Her writhing body beneath me only spurred me further, the sounds she made driving me mad. I wanted nothing more than to devour her, so in a rush of ecstasy, I latched on to her heavy breast, gently biting her nipple until it hardened in my mouth.

“Tell me,” I repeated, ravaging her mouth next.

“I’m yours, Alek. Only yours.” Five glorious words was all it took to push me toward finishing.

 “Are you close, baby? I can’t hold off much longer.” I needed her to come again, and I was doing my best to make sure she did.

“Yes, so close.” She closed her eyes and matched my rhythm once again, bringing her quickly to her own release.

“Look at me, Sara. I want to watch as you come on my cock. I want to feel you pulsate and unravel around me.”

Her eyes immediately connected with mine. She tangled her fingers in my hair and as her orgasm ripped through her, she tugged with all her might. A slight sting shot through me, but it was the most delicious pain I’d ever felt.

 “I can feel you throbbing around me,” I groaned. “I can’t take it anymore. I’m gonna come!” I shouted. A few more thrusts and I was releasing myself inside her, her walls coaxing every last bit of pleasure from me.

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After we both had our breathing under control, we laid there for a few minutes, not moving or saying anything. My heavy limbs were surely squishing the life from her. I withdrew and rolled beside her, wrapping the condom in a tissue and disposing of it in a nearby waste basket.

“Are you okay? Was I too rough?” I was genuinely concerned I’d lost control and had hurt her.

“Not at all. It was more wonderful than I could have ever imagined. Truly, it was.”

Needless to say, I was both relieved and pleased with her response. “I can’t tell you how happy it makes me you chose me to be your first, Sara. And hopefully your last, if I have anything to say about it.” I couldn’t help myself; it had to be said.

From the look on her face, she was clearly shocked.

 “I’m serious. The thought of any other man touching you drives me insane. I don’t even want to think about what I would do. Jealousy is a very new feeling to me. But then again, I’ve never felt about any other woman the way I feel about you. I hope it doesn’t scare you.” I was secretly hoping I’d not said too much. Or the wrong thing.

“No, it doesn’t scare me, Alek.”

A few moments of silence passed before we spoke again, and it was pure torment.

“What’s going on in that mind of yours, woman? You look like you’re deep in thought.” I trailed my fingertips over her firm belly, loving the feel of her naked skin. “I hope you’re not regretting what just happened.” She didn’t answer right away and it made me more than nervous, although she couldn’t tell because my face was expressionless.

Thankfully, she put me out of my misery quickly. “No, I don’t regret it for one second. How could you think such a thing?” She was staring straight ahead, avoiding eye contact with me for some reason.

“Well, I know how some women get after sex. Confusion sets in as to whether or not they should leave. Or stay.”

She whipped her head in my directions so fast, it was almost inhuman. “What the hell? I don’t want to listen to how other women react after you’ve had sex with them.” Her eyes lit up in hurt. “Are you trying to piss me off right now?” Folding her arms over her breasts, she turned over on her side, blocking me out completely.

I loved her feistiness. Lightly chuckling, I reached over to pull her closer but she wasn’t budging. Moving further away from me, she tried to scoot over toward the other side of the bed.

I caught her hand before she fled.

“Sara, come on. Come here. That’s not what I meant at all. I was merely trying to say I’ve heard sometimes, some women, out there in the universe, feel a certain way after having sex. That’s all. You can tell me how you’re feeling without having to worry I’ll be upset, or put off, or whatever way you think I’m going to be. Fuck, now I’m just rambling.”

She took a deep breath before joining me again. Resting her head on my chest did wonders in calming my erratic breathing. I’d thought I’d really fucked up for a second, her reaction a little over-the-top from what I was going for. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her into me, my free hand playing with the strands of her dark hair.

I felt her smile against my skin, causing me to close my eyes in triumph. We both seemed to exhale at the same time and before we knew it, we’d drifted off into a deep slumber.