Others carved her past, she was now deciding her future.
But was she living?
The memories that haunted her determine each decision she made until he came along.
Everything changed.
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A wealthy businessman with handsome looks but without a care i...
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Eileen
Strong arms carried me to the bed where everything would change. His kiss was dominant, exhibiting every bit of strength that he held. His tongue tasted me, constantly prying my lips open to taste mine. The fear was there in the back of my mind. It would never leave me alone. But for once in my life, I decided that fear wouldn't dictate what I would do. There was nothing to be afraid of after all, for the man holding me would never hurt me; of that I was sure.
My fingers tangled in his hair, holding him as close to me as I possibly could. His lips left a scorching trail of kisses down my neck, igniting a fire that I didn't know could exist.
"You're so fucking beautiful," he murmured, grazing his thumbs over my hardened nipples. My back arched to him, craving more of his touch, wanting more of him. His usually light eyes were dark, the burning desire within them almost too much for me to handle. Almost. For the first time in my life I wanted someone, I craved a man's touch.
My eyes squeezed shut when I felt his tongue circle a nipple, my hands fell to my sides fisting the sheets. He groaned, sucking it into his mouth while his other hand worked the other. Moaning, I lifted my hips off of the bed needing some type of friction.
After giving my other nipple the same attention, his lips and tongue made its way down my abdomen, kissing every inch of skin he could find. It was too much. I glanced down to find his head between my legs, staring at my heated core with intense focus. Half sitting, I kept my eyes on him as he ran a finger through my glistening folds.
"Oh God..." I moaned, throwing my head back.
"So responsive," his voice was strained, as if it was painful even to speak.
I didn't know that such amount of pleasure was even possible. His fingers caressed every part of me and I watched him, focused on me, on giving me pleasure. I didn't know how I was even breathing. He glanced up at me, his eyes focused on my face as his tongue made contact with my flesh. His arms held my trembling legs apart while I fell back on the bed. Seeing that was too much.
His mouth began its merciless assault on my heat, licking, sucking everything that I was giving him. I was panting for air, hoping that I wouldn't run out of it. My hips lifted, grinding against his greedy mouth but he pushed me back down, firm on his mission. Alex hummed, the vibrations sending the steady waves of excitement throughout my body.
I felt so overwhelmed with sensations that I didn't think more was possible. His expert movements made the pleasure increase by the second, but I was dangling by a thread that I just couldn't seem to let go of. Until his fingers were inside me and I felt myself tense.
"That's it, Eileen.." He encouraged, as my back arched off the bed and I cried out. "Let go, love. I'm here."
As if on cue, my body obeyed his words. His lips stayed latched on to me, drinking me up, tasting every bit of myself that I was giving to him.
