“So you went out that night looking to fuck someone?”

He shut his eyes again. I could tell the inquisition was growing too strong for him.

“Yes. I did.”

I lay quiet, unsure how I felt about his answer.

“But I’ll tell you this, even though there was no exclusivity between us, it felt wrong. I hated it, and I put a stop to it. You’re in me. I need you, Blondie, and I’m going to do everything to make you realize that.”

The rest of the questions I had in mind dissipated into tiny particles with his words, filling my head with insignificant specs of nothing. His words flowed out with deep sincerity, and the look in eyes shifted to adoration as he spoke about me.

I sat up, the alcohol rushing to my head and leaving me in a slight daze. My hand caressed Alex’s strong bicep, the feel of his body making me want him me even more.

“I need you to—“

“Shut up and fuck me, Alex.”

He pounced, pushing me back down on the bed and hovering over me. I stared up at him, my drunken haze seemingly gone as he smiled down on me, shaking his head.

“This is the only time I will take a command from you. You understand that, Pfc. Bennett?”

“I know you don’t take orders from Pfcs, so I’ll gladly take the punishment. Be rough, I think I deserve it.”

Before long a condom wrapper was in his mouth. He tugged on it and ripped it open. He grabbed the condom from inside and rolled it onto his largely stiff cock.

“You don’t even realize what you just asked for,” he whispered, bringing his chest down to meld with mine. I started to respond before I was calling out his name as he rammed his way inside of me, completely catching me off guard and shooting sparks off inside my body. He stilled inside, looking down at me while removing the hair from my face. My eyes were tightly shut as my top teeth held onto my lower lip.

 “I’m about to own you, Blondie. And when I’m done, the only words you’ll know are shit, fuck, and Alex.”

He set to work, roughly rocking to and fro inside of me while licking, biting, and sucking on my neck.

 “Shit! Fuck! Fuck me, Alex!”

I couldn’t hold back. He was pummeling my insides, ripping away at an imaginary barrier that seemed to be hindering him from reaching some imaginary objective. The louder I cried out, the harder he worked, grunting and holding tighter to my hair.

“I have to get deeper. I need to embed myself in you like you’ve done to me.”

He let go of my hair and sat up, easing his way out of me before standing on the floor at the side of the bed. He pulled me to the edge and wasted no time turning my body, grabbing onto my thighs and ramming his way back inside.

I cried out as pleasurable bolts of lightning ripped through my core, hitting every wall surface with the deeper intrusion of his bulging, aggressive cock. I grabbed the blankets, fisting them tightly as he continued ramming his way to the depths of me.

“Ahhh, you’re so fucking smooth, I’m never coming out of here,” Alex groaned with a guttural sound. He let go of one of my thighs, using his now free hand to smack my ass, giving just enough sting and bite to make me cry out his name.

“Louder,” he growled, his voice growing deeper as he beat harder into me. He smacked my ass again, double time, one smack right after the other.

“Alex! Alex!” I screamed, having no other words come to mind. He knew me better than I knew myself. He left me ragged and almost speechless.

“You like that?” he asked, now taking my hair into his hands and tugging roughly. I didn’t answer; I was too worn out to muster up the energy. His movements stopped, and he leaned down to softly nibble on my neck.

“I asked you a question. When I ask a question, you answer. You understand that?” The grip on my hair grew tighter, but the ache of my almost there release consumed me, needing him to finish me off. “Do you like that?”

“Yes… yes…I love it.” My desperate voice came barreling out, shocking me.

He laughed, low and seductive, then quickly picked up the pace, one hand still holding rigidly to my hair while the other reached down and firmly pushed the tip of his thumb into my ass. The pain of the entrance surprised me, but pleasure masked it, making my growing climax that much more intense. I bit the blankets as he forced my head down, beating away at my pussy with so much force that I thought he would rip me in two.

“Ahhhh… fuck… I’m coming!” I said, my words muffled by the bed spread.

“I’m coming too, Blondie. Come with me.” His voice was deep and coarse. He beat into me a few more times, removing his thumb from my ass and letting go of my hair before grabbing onto my waist and pounding. My entire body went numb as Alex ravaged me, finishing me off as he groaned. I fell to the bed, Alex falling on top of me, our bodies breathing in succession, neither of us able to speak.

After a few minutes, Alex rolled off of me, and I was finally able to turn over. We were both drained, completely sated, and over the bullshit. The angry, menacing fuck absolutely needed to happen.

When my thoughts finally slowed, and I could think clearly, the music played into my ears putting a smile on my face. I reached over and turned it up. Alex scrunched his eyebrows at me.

“This song is so fitting, don’t you think?”

The chorus to Fall for You by Secondhand Serenade belted from the speakers, making me sing along as I lay my head down on Alex’s chest, feeling even closer to him through our intense fucking and now the melodic rhythm of his heartbeat.

“I’m never going to do anything to make you change your mind ever again,” he responded, pulling me closer and nuzzling his nose in my hair.

I reached over for his phone that was plugged into the speakers, and hit repeat. The song played over and over again as we lay intertwined with one another, my leg draped over his like a satiny sheet, and his hand, on my ass, rubbing and squeezing until we both fell asleep. 

Chapter 21

Alex

I could have stared at her all night long. So many times I wanted to wake her, to go round after round with her, but I didn’t because the peaceful and serene look on her face as she slept put a smile on my face and a lock on my cock.  This was the first time I had woken up to her in my arms. It felt surreal.

If someone had told me that, at this point in my life, I’d be waking up to a female in my bed, I would have laughed in their face. After Evelyn, I didn’t exactly turn into the romantic type. Screwing a random girl here and there was my forte, and it worked for me. No attachments, no feelings. Just fucking and ducking. Exactly what I had no intention of doing with Cassie.

The morning sunlight kissed her skin, her naked body still in my arms. Running my fingers over her taut middle, the hardness of her rock solid abs electrified my core. Her pretty little lips smacked a couple of times as she squirmed under my touch. The innocence surrounding her made me smile, made me thankful that she was so forgiving.

Unable to refrain any longer, I kissed her, soft and slow a few times, stirring her and interrupting her sleep. Her eyes squinted with the glow of the morning light, finally focusing on me as she slightly turned her head.

“Morning,” I lightly said, smiling at her, then leaning to kiss her perfectly pout lips again.

A hint of a smile spread across her lips as she gently exhaled.

“I’m a little sore.” Her feeble morning voice slipped out as she shifted her legs in the bed.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “You told me to fuck you, then you told me to punish you. I did exactly what I was told--”

“And then some,” she finished.

“Let me check. I need to make sure you’re okay for what I have planned for the rest of the weekend.”