Loving a Dangerous Life (editing)

Chapter 49 - Pleasure

I stared at Alexander for a second. I wanted to, god, I wanted to. This lust, this feeling felt so familiar, and now I think I knew why. Alexander's body pinned mine to his counter, and his brown eyes were almost black, looking down at me with lust. I was breathing heavily, and my heart was racing in time with my thoughts.

I just knew he wouldn't be gentle with me. I used to think I was dominant, but something happened and I found my place in submission. I knew he was as dominant as they got, and even on the first night, he wouldn't be gentle with me. But gentle isn't what I wanted. I was tired of the vanilla sex Devein offered me. I wanted Alex to utterly ruin me.

I slowly nodded. Alexander smirked.

"I need words, Princess." He growled.

"Yes, god, yes." I breathed. He smiled as if he had just won a battle. His lips captured mine in a kiss, and I gasped.

I know this, I've done this before.

He pulled away faster than I wanted, leaving my head spinning.

"Remind me of your safeword." He tucked my hair behind my ears, his hand then traveling to my neck to feel my pulse.

"Paris." I pursed my lips together.

"Good girl. Since we haven't done this for a while, we'll leave out most BDSM activities." Alex said.

"But-" I started to protest, but he cut me off.

"Sweetheart, trust me, you need the training to be my sub for a real scene. If that's something you want, we can do some tonight." He waited for my nod of approval before continuing. "Don't worry, I'll make sure to fulfill every filthy desire in your mind and more." He kissed me again, letting his words set in.

His lips danced on mine and his hands snuck under my shirt, his fingers exploring. His hands touching my skin with such lustful intents made me realize that this was real. I know now that we've done this before, but it feels different now because I don't remember it. I knew this would be different from anyone I had had before. I could feel the dominance rolling off of Alexander, and it took everything in me to keep my inner brat calm.

It feels like the first time again, and I am addicted to the adrenaline.

I tangled my hands in Alexander's hair as I had always wished to, the soft stands curling around my fingers in intoxicating ways. Alexander picked my legs up, easily wrapping them around his waist. He carried me up the stairs, his hands running up and down my thighs as he walked up the stairs. He broke the kiss and tried to get my shirt off, but it got caught in the bandages.

He laid me down on his bed, and I gasped in surprise as he nearly tore my shirt in an effort to get it off of me. I moved my hands to cover my breasts but he pinned my wrists above my head, his mouth cold on my breasts in an instant. I gasped as his free hand pulled my pants off and snapped the waistband of my panties against my skin. My heart jumped as I felt his weight on me, making me feel small and safe.

"Fuck you." I gritted out. He chuckled, sitting up again.

"Oh, I will," he muttered. "In a BDSM scene, when I tell you the scene has started, you would take off all your clothes and put them in the bathroom for after. Some doms have their subs tie their hair up, but you don't unless I say so." He paused for a second, letting me take it in. I nodded, taking the information and storing it in my mind.

"Before a scene, I will give you as many orgasms as it takes to get you relaxed and ready. During a scene, you refer to me as sir, unless asked otherwise." I squirmed underneath him and Alexander grabbed my wrists, pinning them to the bed as he talked about something I hadn't even dabbled in yet. "Bondage, orgasm control, temperature play, and blindfolds are things we can experiment with tonight, but nothing too severe. Since you lied to me tonight and disrespected me, I think that calls for punishment, don't you, sweetheart?"