Love in a nutshell

CHAPTER 4

Strange enough, my breaths came out evenly. We stood in that position for what felt like forever, I was afraid if either one of us moved just a bit, we'd break. All doubt from a few minutes ago was gone, leaving me more aroused than I'd ever been, for a man I knew could quench my thirst.

"If people see us, there's going to be stories in the paper. I can't be known as the woman who moved from one prince to another." I finally said. Alexander's jaw was tight, I could feel the tension in his body vibrating just like my own, aching to have what was so close.

"Sweetheart, the stunt you pulled by revealing what my brother was doing behind your back has the newspapers and magazines busy enough. Besides, I know my way around them and if you wanted this, I would make sure we were discreet." His words should have relieved me but it seemed to cause my anxiety to rocket off higher than what it already was. His dark eyes shone with mischief and promise, a promise I knew he would keep and fulfill. My heart raced against his hand that was still gently wrapped around my neck.

"f**k it." I lowered my head and felt the electricity run through me when our lips met. There was nothing sweet about the kiss, only raw arousal and need. Yes, he could give me what I needed to get over Elijah, I could feel it in the way my body reacted to him and his touch. Both his hands now gripped my upper thighs, squeezing and tugging my lower half against him ever so more roughly. My n*****s were hard against the fabric of the dress and every movement brought little waves of need through me. Breathless, I brought his bottom lip between my teeth and tugged just enough to have him groan. His erection was bulging against his pants and I reached down with my hand and undid his belt before unzipping him.

We were staring at one another while my hands did the work and almost as if he fought himself doing something he shouldn't, he broke eyes contact and brought his mouth to my ear. "You know, anyone could come through that door and catch us f*****g right here." His words were enough to get me to hesitate but the sound of foil ripping had me focusing on the way he slid the condom on in one stroke. Clearly he was experienced.

Before I could register any other doubts or hesitations, I lowered me onto him, his member stretching me painfully and I silently swore before dropping my head on his shoulder to catch my breath. "Alexander- oh god." My words fumbled as he pulled himself out and slammed into me again. I'd barely adjusted to him, the walls of my womanhood pulsed around his length. His lips attached to my neck, sucking the blood to the surface and leaving marks. His tongue glided like velvet over my skin and he nibbled in between.

My legs tightened around him as noises I'd never heard before spewed from my lips. My hails dug into his hair, pulling and tugging as I murmured the words yes repeatedly. I felt the start of my incline as I neared what would be the best orgasm of my life. The mere thought of someone coming in at any time had me clenching him tighter. I heard him groan in response and by the way he was breathing I knew he was close too. He took one strap of the dress between his teeth and slipped it down, revealing my left breast to him. His lips wrapped around it, my back arching and pushing my breast further against him for more and within seconds I cried out as the wave of euphoria washed through me.

I felt his release shortly after and the aftershocks of what we had just done continued to ride through me. I went limp against his large frame and with every breath I inhaled his delicious scent. Just like I had predicted, it was the best orgasm I'd ever had. Besides him being better looking than Elijah, Alexander had other gifts that were far larger than what Elijah had. I licked my lips and felt Alexander lower me to the ground. I stumbled a bit but caught my balance before Alexander could help assist me. When I looked at him, he didn't even look like he'd just taken me against the wall. Maybe I didn't have the same effect on him like he had on me. The thought had me frowning and suddenly I felt the realisation of what I'd just done enter my thoughts.

"Are you okay?" I was looking at Alexander but didn't register what he was saying before straightening and putting on a smile. "Yes I am, thank you. I think I'd best be off." I said which caused him to be the one to frown this time. He nodded and I began to walk away when He reached out and grabbed my wrist. With one tug, he had me against him again and dropped his lips to mine. The kiss was a bit softer than the first but still with the same intentions. I moaned and felt myself grow aroused again. He broke away and let me go. "That's just to carry you through until next time." He said and I swallowed before turning and walking away.

Later, I lay in the hotel bed and tossed and turned for what felt like forever. After coming back and taking the longest shower of my life, my body still craved Alexander's touch. Even after the explosive orgasm in the corridor, that kiss and a promise of next time had my body all tense with anticipation. I bit my lip and stared at the dark ceiling. I could call him, he said he would wait for me to call him whenever I wanted to have s*x again but I knew if I did, he'd see me as desperate. And I was not desperate.

I bit my lip and weighed my options before throwing the blanket off from me. The air was cool but nothing too harsh and I closed my eyes, ran my fingers over my collarbone where the marks of our night still stood boldly. I moved my hands lower, over the satin of my night dress where I felt my n*****s hard and needy. I gently tugged them and rolled them between my fingers, my thoughts wandering to Alexander, imagining him touching me like this only had my moan softly. With one hand gently on my breast, I moved the other lower, over the lace hem of the night dress and onto my thigh. My breathing was short but soft, my fingertips finding the bundle of nerves that had kept me awake for hours, hoping this would at least relieve it for a bit so I could sleep.

My thoughts found Alexander again, but this time with his head between my legs, his tongue dancing on my s*x in the most delicious way possible. I moaned louder this time, silently chasing the building orgasm and continued imagining the torture of him touching me down there with his mouth, his hands, thrusting into me. My movements became quick and my breathing ragged as I finally tipped over the edge and a sharp breath. I opened my eyes, almost embarassed at what I had done but felt a wave of exhaustion finally come over me. I turned onto my side and snuggled into the bedding before drifting off into dreamless sleep.

The next day I found my