Forever After All(12)

I stare at his collar, my heart racing. His fingers are at the edge of my underwear, moving slowly, teasing me, and I’m a jumbled mess of lust and panic. I know he’s trying to shame me for my choices. I know this is meant to be a punishment, a way to change my mind. But all I can think is that I want more. More of what his fingers are doing to me.

Alexander gently tugs on my hair, making me lift my face. His rage hasn’t abated at all, but there’s something more in his eyes now. Lust. “Look at me. Tell me why you’re doing this.”

I look away, unable to face him. I want to explain, but all my words seem to be stuck in my throat. “If you can’t even handle this, how are you going to fuck countless men?”

He caresses me with his index finger, right through my underwear, and I jump, a burst of arousal going straight to my core. Alexander’s eyes darken when he realizes that I’m wet, and he seems even more pissed off. He shoves my underwear aside roughly and slides his finger along my slick folds. I’m so wet that his finger slides into me easily, eliciting a moan from me that surprises both of us. He tightens his hold on my hair when he realizes how turned on I am.

“You’re fucking soaking wet.”

He keeps his finger inside me and starts twirling his thumb around my clit, driving me insane.

“Tell me, does the idea of being used by men turn you on so much? Are you enjoying my finger inside you? You’re so wet, I can probably slip my cock straight into you.” His voice is husky, and he licks his lips. My eyes trace his tongue as it darts over his lips, making me wonder what those lips taste like.

Alexander finger-fucks me slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. “Tell me I’m wrong, Elena. Tell me you’re not here to sell your body at Vaughn’s club. Tell me that you didn’t mean to deceive me that night.”

When I don’t answer, he increases his pace, his touch driving me insane. If this is what he thinks constitutes punishment, he’s sorely mistaken.

“Alexander, please,” I moan.

“Please what? Please stop? If you don’t want me to treat you like a common whore, all you have to do is say stop. Say no . Push me away.” He’s panting as hard as I am, and the bulge in his pants tells me he’s just as turned on too. He watches me as I drown in the feelings he arouses in me.

Alexander lets go of my hair and moves his other hand between my legs, using one hand to tease my clit while finger-fucking me with the other. The intensity is almost too much for me, and it takes all my willpower to not come right there and then.

I grab Alexander’s shoulders and bite down on my lip to keep myself quiet. His fingers feel way better on me than my own ever have, and I know I can’t hold on any longer, I’m about to come. Alexander watches me so intently that I can’t help but close my eyes.

“Alexander, I’ll... I can’t... I’m going to—” I whisper, my voice sounding more like a moan than the protest I meant it to be. I’m about to come, and I know that if I do, Alexander will lose the tiny amount of respect he might still have for me.

Alexander groans and increases his pace as he pushes me over the edge. “Mm, oh fuck… Please ,” I moan, losing control. I come all over his fingers, and he watches me with a satisfied expression.

The moment between us breaks as the last tremor shakes my body, and Alexander pulls his fingers away suddenly, as though he scalded himself. I watch as he pulls his handkerchief out of his pocket and wipes his fingers, looking down at his hands in disbelief. It’s like he can barely believe he touched me like that, and worse, that I enjoyed it. I look away in shame, reality suddenly catching up to me. I’m as disappointed in myself as Alexander is, if not more. I swallow back a sob as he turns his back to me, clearly unable to look at me.

Alexander sits down in one of the chairs in the conference room, his head in his hands. The silence between us is heavy and I don’t know what to say. I clench my thighs closed, the wetness that’s still there making me feel ashamed all over again. Alexander looks up at me and sighs, his eyes softening a little.

“I don’t know what you’re doing here, or what has caused you to be in these circumstances. What I do know is that you’re coming home with me.”





Chapter 10





A lexander



I hold Elena’s hand as I lead her back to the reception area where Lucian and Vaughn are waiting for us, her hand tiny compared to mine. Elena doesn’t say a thing. She stares at the ground and lets me pull her along, her eyes red from the tears she’s obviously holding back. I expected her to fight me when I told her she’s coming home with me, but surprisingly, she followed me obediently.

Part of me is ashamed of how I treated her. How unreasonable I was, and how very much out of control I felt when I saw her sitting there, that defiant look on her face. She has no idea what she almost got herself into, no matter how much she may have tried to convince herself otherwise.

Part of me is still turned on though. The look on her face when I made her come has my cock hardening all over again. That expression of hers. The way her muscles tightened around my finger and the way she moaned. I clench my jaw and shake the thoughts away.

Lucian jumps up from his seat when he sees us approach and rushes toward Elena. She lets go of my hand and lifts her head, a reassuring smile on her face. I don’t think she’s smiled at me even once today, but then I haven’t given her any reason to. I involuntarily clench my jaw when my brother pulls her into a tight hug, burying his face in her neck. She relaxes into him and he presses a kiss to her hair.