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Alexandra’s breath slowed gradually as she shivered in the aftermath of the incredible orgasm Sasha had given her, her nerves tingling and her heart racing in her chest even as the last spasms of pleasure started to abate. She opened her eyes and gasped as her gaze fell on him; he had already removed his shirt, revealing a broad, muscled chest, speckled with wheat-colored hair and lightly furred arms. A slightly darker pleasure trail shot down from his navel towards the waistband of his jeans—jeans that he was in the process of removing. Sasha stopped, looking at her with an intent gaze. “I can stop anytime,” he said, his voice ragged with desire. Alexandra could see the unmistakable bulge at the front of his pants, and in spite of the orgasm she’d already had, she felt her desire beginning to stir again.
“No—no, you don’t have to stop,” she said quickly, her gaze trailing down over his lean, muscled body. “I just—wasn’t aware you were—I mean…” she shook her head, uncertain of how much of the fog had come from the pain pill and how much of it was from the satisfied pleasure that still hummed through her nerves. “Don’t stop,” she said finally, unable to think of anything else to say.
Sasha chuckled, and Alexandra watched with growing interest as he slowly pushed the denim over his hips, guiding a pair of underwear down over his thick, muscled thighs along with the tougher fabric. His cock sprung to life—and Alexandra’s eyes widened at the sight of it. It had been months since she had been with anyone; and even if her experience had been more recent, Sasha’s endowment would have given her pause. He was large, thicker and longer than any other man she had been with, his erection flushed almost purple at the tip.
Sasha climbed into the bed next to her and Alexandra felt the heat rolling off of him in waves; he was practically a radiator, almost too warm to the touch. “You’re not ready,” he said as she moved to wrap her legs around him. He chuckled again, nipping playfully at her throat. “Give yourself time to catch your breath; I’m not going anywhere.”
“You said you’d leave if I told you to.”
“I really don’t think you want me to,” Sasha murmured, his voice a low growl in her ear. “Do you?” Alexandra shook her head. She didn’t want him to leave. With his body pressed so close to her, the heat of him, the hardness of his erection pressed against her hip, she couldn’t think of anything she wanted less. There was a musk-laden scent in his hair that was oddly appealing, something sharp and deeply masculine that seemed to make it impossible for Alexandra to focus on anything other than the possibility of feeling him inside of her. I know you want me, but you have to wait.
Alexandra startled, pulling back from Sasha as if the heat of his body had been enough to burn her. She had heard his voice saying the words—clear as a bell—but in spite of the fact that his lips brushed along her throat, she hadn’t felt the telltale breaths of him speaking against her skin. “What did you say?” Sasha pulled back, holding her gaze for a long moment. He licked his lips, the furtive flicker returning to his eyes.
“What did you hear?” he asked. Alexandra pressed her lips together, narrowing her eyes.
“You know good and goddamned well what I heard,” she said. She saw Sasha flinch for just a moment.
“Don’t think about that right now,” he told her, claiming her lips for a hungry, deep kiss. He slipped down between her legs, pinning her carefully down onto the bed, and as he rocked his hips against hers, Alexandra felt the heat and hardness of his cock rubbing against her slick, already sensitive folds. For an instant, the well-trained instinct to remind him of protection flitted through her mind, only to dissolve in the heat of her rising arousal; Alexandra moaned as Sasha rubbed against her, the tip of his cock brushing her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body that made rational thought impossible.
He shifted against her, claiming her lips with his own, and Alexandra groaned as he thrust into her slowly, pushing past the resistance of her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist, heedless of her injuries and pushed her hips down to meet his, wanting to feel him deeper inside of her, craving him as eagerly as she had ever wanted anything in her life. Sasha rocked his hips, slowly pushing deeper and deeper inside of her, rubbing along her inner walls, and Alexandra fell into his rhythm, twisting and writhing underneath him as her hands trailed over his body, eager to explore the lines and planes and ridges of his back. “Fuck,” she said, gasping as she broke away from his lips. “Jesus—God, you feel so good.” Sasha growled lowly, picking up the pace of his thrusts, driving harder into her moment by moment.
Every movement of their bodies sent a cascade of hot and cold tingles through Alexandra’s body, the pleasure mounting every second. She moaned out again and again, grabbing at Sasha’s body, threading her fingers in his thick, soft hair, touching him everywhere she could reach. Sasha kissed and nipped at her sensitive skin, claiming her mouth over and over. “You’re mine,” he growled in her ear. “You know it, don’t you? You can feel it.” Give into me completely, give in and let me feel you come. Alexandra didn’t question the sensations, the sounds that echoed through her mind as she moved closer and closer to orgasm, unable to think.
Her pleasure crested and Alexandra cried out, struggling to hold back as wave after wave of orgasm racked her—sensation so intensely pleasurable that it might as well have been pain. She was so lost in her own pleasure that she barely felt Sasha’s cock twitching inside of her, barely heard his growling roar. She felt the hot, slick gush of his orgasm rushing into her body, intensifying the climax that washed through her. Alexandra clung to what consciousness she could maintain, clinging to Sasha’s body as if for life itself, and reeling in the pleasure that crackled and buzzed through her body. “Yes—yes, I’m yours,” she mumbled weakly, pressing her body helplessly against Sasha’s. Darkness welled up around her and she gave into it, burying her face against Sasha’s neck as she drifted into a satisfied doze.