Loving a Dangerous Life (editing)

Chapter 33 - Angry fucks

Alex savagely turned me around, pressing me into the door. The sharp sound of his hand landing on my ass through my sweats echoed through the room, and I groaned, my hips jerking forward to get away from the source of the pain. His hand gripped my hair, pulling my head back until my eyes met his. I whimpered in pain.

"You still want to repeat that?" He threatened. I gritted my teeth.

"Fuck off," I said. Another smack landed on my ass, this one making me hold back a scream. "I still didn't fucking stutter, did I?" I asked. Alex rubbed his hands across my ass before landing another smack. I groaned, my eyes closing. He brutally pulled back on my hair.

"Eyes on me." He pulled my hips back so that my ass pressed against his dick. Suddenly, a knock came at the door. Fear flowed towards me, but Alex just smiled.

"Just a minute!" I called. Alex chuckled.

"Answer it." He demanded. I scoffed.

"In your dreams," I said. He spanked me again, making me bite my lip so as not to scream. My ass felt like it was on fire.

"Answer the goddamn door, brat." He said. I refrained from rolling my eyes, standing up. I opened the door enough to stick my head through.

"Hey, Mom," I said. I pressed my lips together as Alex pulled my sweatpants down, lifting up each of my ankles and pulling them off completely. I knew that each gentle kiss he pressed to my claves was a deceiving act compared to what he was thinking.

"I just wanted to say sorry about Levi. I don't know what happened there." She sighed. I nodded, trying not to moan as Alex thrust two fingers into my soaked entrance.

"Oh, it's okay, Mom. I'll talk to her-ahh- tomorrow," I said. Mom nodded, not seeming to notice my moans. Alex's tongue had joined his fingers, and now it was nearly impossible not to scream at the amount of pleasure that he was giving me.

"Audrey, I just want to say that I'm glad you didn't die, that day. I tried to be mad at you, but I just couldn't." Mom said. "I never actually believed that you were dead. You were always my most stubborn child, even when you three were young." She said we both laughed. I sighed, trying to focus on my mom and not the pleasure that was building up because of Alex's hand and tongue.

"I'm sorry that I missed out on eight years," I admitted. Mom smiled.

"That's okay." She stared off into space for a bit, every second torture for me. "Alright, good night." Mom finally said. I nodded.

"Yeah, night, Mom," I said. I closed the door at lighting speed, trying to turn around to pull Alex up, but he stood up and pulled me away from the door, bending me over my desk, which was against the wall in a little alcove next to the door. He kissed my back, pulling my shirt off. I turned over so that my back was on the desk. He pulled my legs over his shoulders, not moving his angry gaze from mine. I smirked up at him as he put his tip in between my soaked folds. I gasped as he sank into me. He didn't give me time to adjust but just started trusting.

"Is-that- is that all you got?" I said in between breaths. He rose an eyebrow at me.

"Oh, you are asking for it, fucking brat." His hands traveled to my hips as he trusted harder and faster. Without warning, he flipped me over so that I was on my elbows on the desk. He hit a deeper spot in me, making me scream with pleasure. I quickly covered my mouth, not wanting my family to hear us, but Alex pulled my hands back, keeping them pressed behind my back. My face fell onto my desk as he reached around my body with his other hand, rubbing my clit. I moaned, arching my back to give him better access. I panted as he slammed into me over and over.

"Alex-" I said. He cut me off, placing a hand over my mouth. He knew I had to ask for permission, and now I couldn't. Tears blurred my eyesight as his hips connected to mine over and over.