those words from him. Alec isn’t someone I can force to do anything he doesn’t want to do, so I relinquish the expectation that I can somehow change the unchangeable. Because he’s right, I have to trust him—I have to trust that maybe he knows what I need better than I do. So without reservation, I tell him, “Because it’s you that I love. No one else. Just you, Alec.”
He takes his cock and holds himself against my opening. “Say it again.”
“I love you, Alec.”
Bucking his hips, he forces his way inside me, knocking me forward with unforgiving force. I fist the sheets in my hands as he draws back and then slams himself into me again. With his hands holding on to my shoulders, he fucks me with one powerful thrust after another, grunting like an animal while talking so filthy to me.
With every penetration, with every word spoken, with every drip of sweat that falls from his body to mine, he stitches me back together. But this time, he uses his threads, knowing he’s strong enough for the both of us.
Reaching my hand between my legs, I hold him in the palm of my hand. I squeeze and tug with just enough pressure to seesaw between pleasure and pain the way he’s taught me. And I know he’ll continue to teach me and guide me in all aspects of life—always two steps in front of me.
He wraps an arm around my stomach and pulls me down on top of him. He sits on his heels and leans back, with his hands braced on the bed behind him.
“Fuck me, Victoria. I want to watch my cock sink in and out of your pussy.”
Leaning forward with my hands on the mattress, I rise up on my knees before falling down over him.
“That’s it,” he encourages, and I pick up the pace, bouncing my ass up and down, fucking him as he watches from behind.
It’s a new position for us, one that I never experienced in all the years with my husband. Alec has turned me upside down and inside out. I can’t even imagine going back to what I used to be before him, because with him, I’m higher than what should be humanly possible. But he makes it possible.
My body begins to stagger in uneven rhythm as I draw closer to my climax, and I know Alec can feel me when he tells me, “Don’t wait for me. I’m nowhere near done fucking you.”
“No?” I pant breathlessly.
“No, baby. Go ahead, I want to feel you cum all over my cock.”
His words are the same as they were when we first met, when all we had was spending our days masturbating over the phone together. I never would have thought I’d be where I am a year later. Me, head over heels in love with Alec, bent over his dick and exploding in a mind-numbing orgasm. This was never supposed to be me. I was never supposed to be this woman. But I am, and I can’t go on punishing myself for it.
Before my heart rate can slow, Alec tosses me onto my back, throws my legs open, and covers my pussy with his mouth. Licking, sucking, nibbling. Shoving a finger inside me to lube it in my arousal, he then drags it out of me and pushes it in my ass before taking me back in his mouth.
My vision swims out of focus, and I close my eyes when they begin to roll in the back of my head.
“Jesus!” I cry out as I pull fistfuls of his hair.
He darts his tongue out and begins fucking me with it. The combination of both my holes being filled throws me into the flames of another orgasm, another one that Alec doesn’t join me in. He doesn’t allow me to ride this one out before feeding his cock back inside me.
“Alec, please—Oh, fuck!” It’s too much intensity building, too much for my body to handle. “Slow—I can’t.” I can’t breathe as another quake erupts, shattering my lungs as I struggle for air when I cum again.
He doesn’t relent, doesn’t slow his pace. I’m captured beneath him. I can no longer see him behind the sparkling fog, and I panic. I try to push him away, but he’s quick to grab my wrists and pin them down next to my head. “Trust me to know what I’m doing. You’re going to fucking love this.”
His voice cuts through my panting moans that teeter