Chapter 103

[Third-Person’s POV]

Alexander watched Evelyn grasp at the bed sheets beneath her. She writhed and shook while trying to press further into his hands.

“Need to get you out of these clothes,” he said low in his chest. As her arousal grew, he was beginning to find it difficult to keep a handle on his own. “Need to see all of you.”

He pulled his hand back only to hook his fingers around the waistband of Evelyn’s skirt. In one fluid motion, he practically tore it from her legs. He heard the way the air was utterly sucked from her lungs.

But that didn’t stop Evelyn from doing away with her top and bra. Alexander took the moment to stare hungrily down at the gorgeous mounds. Without much thought, he kneeled on the bed and leaned down to capture one of her pert nipples between his lips.

“Nnngh!”

Alexander groaned at the luscious feel of her body pressing into him. Her wanton little moans were sending him into a complete frenzy. It was almost enough to make him forget about the boundary he’d earlier set.

Fuck, I want to sink myself inside of her and feel her tighten around me as I bring her off on just my cock.

He brought his hand up to cup her other breast. Evelyn grasped at his biceps.

“Alexander,” she whimpered. “Please, I need...”

“Shh,” he hushed. “Patience, sweetheart. I intend to learn every single inch of this body. Learn every single sweet spot you have and make you mine.”

“I’m already yours,” she keened.

Alexander nearly lost himself in the sultry gaze she’d given him. Her lips were slightly parted and puffs of small, desperate breaths kept escaping.

He still wasn’t entirely convinced that Evelyn was fully coherent at that moment. Her body was still in a moderate state of shaking while her eyes were mostly consumed by her black pupils. It was like he’d uncovered a whole new side to her that he didn’t know existed.

This isn’t about me. It’s about her.

Alexander led a trail of kisses down her chest and over her stomach. He felt her taut muscles strain and stretch under his large hands that came to grasp around her hips.

“Ah, ah. Stay still,” he cooed.

His fingers splayed over her soft lavender-colored panties that were practically sheer from how wet she was. Alexander leaned his head down to place a long kiss to the inner side of her upper thigh. He was close, so close to her hot center that it made his mouth water with anticipation.

His self-restraint was wearing dangerously thin. Placing a single chaste kiss over her lace-covered mound, he let her scent fill his head.

He curled his fingers under the delicate material and pulled it to the side.

“Fuck,” he hissed through clenched teeth.

Alexander felt something snap within him. Without any further delay or thought of teasing, he covered her slick core with his mouth. Evelyn let out a broken cry as the flat of his tongue dragged lazily through her folds. He took long, determined sweeps from her entrance all the way up to the tight bundle of nerves.

He slid his hands under her hips, lifting her lower half off the bed. He kept her locked in place and open for him. Alexander happily and graciously devoured her.

“You taste so fucking sweet,” he groaned. “Should have been doing this ages ago.”

“Ah! Oh my God!” Evelyn heaved, her voice growing hoarse.

He plunged his tongue inside of her and refused to let up. He felt Evelyn reach down to score her hands through his hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer.

Alexander growled in deep approval. He loved knowing that he was able to get her off this way.

“A-Alexander...” Her voice was shaking

“That’s it, baby. Use me,” he told her roughly. “You’re getting so close, I can feel you tightening around my tongue.”

He continued to lick and suck with a relentless pace that turned Evelyn’s grasp on his hair almost painfully. He didn’t care. He snaked one of his hands over to find her swollen clit and began circling it with the pad of his thumb.

“Come on,” he urged softly. “Be a good girl and come for me.”

Evelyn screamed out. Her back arched off the bed as a million small ripples spread throughout her whole body. Her core tightened and she fell apart at the seams. Alexander carried her through her orgasm with light licks.

When she finally came down from her crash her body sank back into the mattress. She hummed and moaned with heavy contentment.

“Need more,” she mumbled sleepily.

Alexander couldn’t stop himself from chuckling. “I know, sweet girl. But you’re too tired for more.”

Her brows drew together as her heavily hooded eyes lowered down to the noticeable bulge in his pants.

“But what about you?” she asked.

“Don’t worry about me. This was about you, remember? Now, close your eyes and sleep.”

Sleep so that tomorrow we can do this all over again properly.

He watched Evelyn curl up amongst the sheets and shut her eyes. Covering her with a blanket, he gave her one last glance before heading into the bathroom to take a shower. A very, very cold shower.

[Evelyn’s POV]

I wasn’t sure what really woke me up that following morning. Every muscle in my body felt like it had received a deep tissue massage, leaving me lax. Happily satiated. I peeked my eyes open to find the room still dark with just a few streaks of light slipping in from the shades on the windows.

My head was fuzzy and my mouth felt like it had been stuffed with cotton.

What the hell happened?

My mind was a massive blur that sent an unsettling streak of worry down my spine. I tried to trace back in my memory the very last thing I recalled. I’d been looking over my brother’s vitals. They were slowly improving. I was worried because, for some reason, Michael decided to make a sudden appearance at the house—wait!

Michael...

He and I had an interaction the night before...and it wasn’t like the ones we’d previously had in the past. Short, clipped visions of Michael lurking in the shadows...Approaching me...Touching me...Holding me down...

My hands tightly gripped the bed sheets while my body began to shake. All the air was still in my lungs as my recollection came through. I’d been petrified and tried to fight him off.

My body had been enveloped in a sizzling, raw heat that made it impossible for me to fend for myself.

Oh, God! What happened next?

That was what my mind was struggling to recall. Either way, it left me feeling disgusted and dirty. Small tears gathered in my eyes. A broken whimper slipped from my lips.

I felt the bed suddenly dip beside me, causing my heart to leap. I wasn’t alone. A low, ragged voice spoke out accompanied by a muscular arm wrapping around my middle.

“Evelyn, what’s wrong?”

My eyes widened as I glanced up to find Alexander peering down at me with a worried look. My breath hitched. I reached out to cup his cheek, nervous to find him as nothing more than an illusion.

“Alexander,” I whispered.