in and out against my mouth. Then he moves to my neck, sucking it hard as he fucks me. And at that instant, with all the mixed emotions consuming me, I let the tears I was holding back all night fall. I have no shame in admitting it—I do need him in my life. Yes, I do. Like a terrible obsession. Like an addict with any vice, I don’t want the cure—I can’t even cure it.
“You really thought I’d leave you, huh?”
I can’t reply. I barely have air in my lungs to breathe. He reaches my mouth again, kissing me lustily. And I know he knows I’m in tears. “I’ll never leave you. Do you hear me?” he scolds, searching my gaze. But I shut my eyes at the intensity of everything, sniffle, and nod. “I need you in every fucking sense of the word,” he adds, emphasizing the fucking.
“Oh, Alex…” I rest my face against his shoulder, sniffling. “I need you so much.” And then I suck his neck, inhaling his cologne. “Ahhh! Oh!” I feel my pussy throbbing, dopamine filling every inch of my brain, as I lean my head against the wall to moan, to breathe, to come. “Oh, fuck! Don’t stop!”
Alex doesn’t stop, no. He keeps going. He keeps going even harder. “Ahh!”
“Petra.” His hand covers my mouth. “Don’t moan so fucking loud,” he scolds between clenched teeth as our imminent orgasms barrel toward us.
To my greatest pleasure, he keeps pounding me until he gives me the best part of him, the part I was missing the most. “Ahh…” he groans. Oh, there is nothing better than this. My eyes remain shut, as I moan against his palm at the warm sensation of him unloading inside me. I don’t care if I’m loud. He knows how to fuck me, and I don’t care if the world knows it.
Then, as we come back to our senses, we hear nothing but our panting breaths and our heartbeats. He plants a kiss on my forehead while remaining inside me, just as I like. We look at each other, and I find myself smiling quite proudly. “You know… I’m no longer taking the pill.”
He lets out a chuckle at my statement, but the same smile settles on his lips. “I know.”
And mine keeps growing until he steals it with a kiss.
As I feel his cum coursing down my thighs, I ask, “Do you have any tissue?”
He lets out a quick laugh, most likely in embarrassment. “They are in my jacket… which is lying on the floor.”
I shake my head, beaming with joy. “We’re gonna have to stay here forever, then.”
“That wouldn’t be such a bad idea.” And I close my eyes to receive another peck on my lips. “Not having to deal with your parents would solve most of our problems.”
“Do you think Dad will forgive you?”
“You mean, for betraying his trust and announcing publicly that I’m not resigning like I promised him I would?” he asks rhetorically. “Not sure. But it was worth it.”
As we leave the venue, we don’t see Dad around. Alex and I greet some guests at the entrance, and we find his driver waiting for us, standing outside the car. Alex invites me in, and we sit beside each other, my body nestled against his. “One-twenty Fifth Avenue,” he instructs.
I smile immediately; that’s not my address. “We’re going to your condo, right?”
Our eyes lock, and we smile at each other. With an arm around me, he brings me even closer to him, and whispers, “Where on earth would my fiancée go if not to my place?”
This new reality tastes even better than my wildest dreams. While I know this is most likely just a temporary—or a weekend—move until he speaks to Dad, I couldn’t care less. It’s still way better than anything I expected for this weekend.
“Do you have plans for the weekend?” he asks.
I can’t help but chuckle. “Yes,” I reply, lost in his blue eyes. “You.”
Chapter 27
Manhattan, October 18, 2020
Petra Van Gatt
For the first time in a month, I slept without nightmares, without waking up with a jump, and without screaming in tears. I wake up just like it should be—with the man I love by my side, placing warm kisses on my neck and nibbling the shell of my ear. “Good morning, Miss Van Gatt,” I hear him whisper. “Breakfast is served.”
Breakfast? Already?
“Mmm…” I mumble, stretching my body under the sheets. “What time is it?”
“Half past eleven.”
Jeez, so late! My eyes open