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Bia
When we arrived at the mansion, one of Alexander's men called him. He gave me a mischievous look, said something quietly to himself, and went to see what the issue was. I hoped it wouldn't turn out to be something important and take forever.
I headed to my room to take a shower. Quickly refreshed myself and then decided to put on a black, transparent, and sexy nightgown. I intentionally skipped wearing underwear and positioned myself on the bed.
A thought sneaked into my mind: "What the hell are you doing, Bia, and how do you really feel about him?"
I promptly dismissed that thought, pushing it to the back of my mind.
The cocktails I had at the bar put me in a good mood, and I wasn't going to miss out on the chance to have a great time, without thinking of anything else but having sex with Alexander and his promise to punish me. I could feel being wet already, only by the thought of it.
I heard the door slam and it startled me. Alexander walked towards the bed. His face was devoid of expression. The playful demeanor he had just moments ago had vanished. He was staring at me with... anger?
Is he just acting or something?
He started removing his suit jacket and then tossed it onto the floor, never breaking eye contact with me. The shirt came off next. Alexander kept shedding his layers, his intense gaze never wavering. Was this all part of the sex game? His seriousness made me question it, and a small seed of doubt began to form in my mind.
He stood there, completely naked in front of me. I couldn't help but appreciate the sight of his strong, masculine body. With the body of a God and the aura of a daring pirate, he was an irresistible temptation. Alexander stepped closer, pressing his hips on the edge of the bed. He extended his hand, silently beckoning me to come nearer. I complied eagerly, extending my own hand as he pulled me forcefully against him, my body colliding with his chest. I looked up at him, his face was still expressionless, but his eyes were burning.
"Are you going to punish me...?"
He looked down at me, his upper lip raised in irritation. He grabbed the hair at the back of my neck in a tight grip, pulling it back. He stared at me arrogantly. With a growl, he forcefully pressed his lips against mine. This was not a gentle kiss. It was burning with intensity. Completely sweeping me off. His tongue invaded my mouth. Alexander alternated between biting, kissing, and licking. Meanwhile, his other hand landed on my ass and firmly squeezed it. It was painful, but all I did was to moan into his lips.
A harsh sound followed, as Alexander forcefully tore the delicate fabric from my body, discarding it without a second thought. He roughly pushed me onto the bed, his look was cold and piercing. I moved my eyes down - well, everything seemed to be fine there.
Was he trying to teach me a lesson?
I was so stirred up that I didn't want to overthink. But he hadn't uttered a single word since he entered the room...
Out of the sudden Alexander lifted me off the bed and swiftly flipped me onto my stomach, catching me off guard. He pulled me to the end of the bed where his hips were stationed. Grabbing my waist, he raised me up onto my hands and knees. With one hand, he ventured between my thighs.
He parted my folds with his fingers and entered my heated core, getting out immediately after that. Then he started gliding along my labia and cl*t, spreading the moisture around. A moan escaped my lips as he persistently toyed with me, sliding two fingers in and out of my wet p*ssy, then circling back to my clit in a rhythmic and tantalizing motion.
I grew breathless, yet my moans were reaching the skies. I was feeling so fucking turned on right now. I could feel the orgasm almost ready to explode in me, my inner muscles tightened in anticipation. Suddenly, Alexander swiftly withdrew his fingers, leaving me feeling a mix of frustration and emptiness, aching for more.
I attempted to turn and give him a piercing glare, but before I could react, he thrust into me forcefully. A loud cry escaped my lips, filled with a blend of pleasure and pain. He took his c*ck completely out of me, before gradually plunging back inside me. He repeated this tantalizing motion several times, each time deliberate and unhurried, intensifying the sensations to the point of exquisite agony.
I could feel the thickness of his pen*s sliding through and stretching the walls of my v*gina. It felt heavenly, even with the deliberate slowness of his movements. My vaginal muscles began to quiver around his c*ck, but abruptly, he pulled it out, leaving me feeling hollow once again. The dissatisfaction surged within me, intensifying twofold.
"God dammit! Alexander, please!!!"
He began teasing me by running the velvety smooth head of his pen*s along my labia, gently parting them without fully penetrating. Up and down, he circled my cl*t with it, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
"Please..." I knew I sounded desperate, but all I wanted was to cum. I just needed the orgasm to sweep away my thoughts. "Talk to me... Why won't you talk to me? I want..." My words were interrupted by my moan as he continued the torturous teasing. Suddenly, he stopped again, and it almost made me whimper in frustration.
I turned my head over my shoulder to see him stroking his c*ck with his hand. The smooth skin glistened with my juices... Alexander started to quicken the pace of his hand, moving it up and down his shaft, his piercing eyes still locked on me.
Apparently, the sight of me watching him masturbate was turning him on even more, as he couldn't resist closing his eyes. His chest was rising and falling with heavy breaths, while his hand was working hard. I was filled with a crazy desire to have him inside me, and being that freaking desperate, I started begging him again...
„Please... I want you... inside me. Say something, damn it!"
His face wasn't as emotionless anymore because he couldn't ignore his own arousal.
With a forceful thrust, he entered me deeply. He gripped my thighs and began thrusting vigorously into my wet v*gina. His powerful strokes stretched me to the brink of discomfort, but it only heightened the pleasure. My аss was bumping into his thighs. A whirlwind of sensations spiraled inside me. I was about to cum. I just needed a bit more...
Suddenly, Alexander pulled his pen*s out of me and started ejaculating onto my butt. I quickly turned my head to look at him. A moan escaped his lips as he kept his intense gaze upon me.
I angrily got out of bed and stood beside him. I grabbed a towel and wiped away the evidence of his pleasure. I was incredibly unsatisfied, feeling a surge of anger that made me wish to kill him at that very moment.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I exclaimed, jabbing my index finger into his chest. "Why didn't you let me cum? Why won't you talk to me? Was this my punishment? I apologized already, you son of a bitch!"
He grabbed my hand and swiftly turned me, pressing my back against his chest and his hips against my butt. He held me tightly with one hand while brushing my hair off my shoulder, revealing my neck. Leaning down, he gently kissed the skin there. My hands instinctively slid back up his hips.
"Do you have anything to tell me, Bia?" His hoarse voice broke the silence, the first words he spoke since entering the room. The tone sent shivers down my spine.
My eyes snapped open, and I stared ahead, in the empty space. His wet, burning kisses trailed along my neck, and his teeth lightly grazed the sensitive skin. I couldn't comprehend what he was talking about... My mind was a jumble, and I couldn't gather my thoughts.
His right hand kept me firmly pressed against him, while I could feel his hardness growing behind me. His left hand reached up to my breast, teasing my sensitive nipple between his thumb and forefinger. At the same time, he gently nibbled on my neck with his teeth.
„Talk, Bia! Is there anything you missed telling me?"
„I have already apolo..."
"Not talking about that. Anything else..." He interrupted me and mumbled, "you have to tell me?"
„I don't know what you mean!"
"Oh, I think you know, damn well what I mean," He said in a cold tone.
He swiftly turned me around, pushing me back. He gripped my butt, lifting me up, making me wrap my legs around his waist. My back pressed against the wall as he positioned himself at my entrance. I clung to his neck, feeling the hardness of his erection. His eyes, filled with coldness, bore into me with a piercing cruelty.
"I'll ask you one more time," He said in a harsh tone. "Is there anything you haven't told me?"
Suddenly, a terrifying thought crossed my mind. Did he find out about the kiss with Simon? Or maybe he was playing a sexual game this whole time?
Alexander thrusted into me, eliciting a moan from my lips. I felt so satisfyingly full. But he froze inside me, not moving even slightly. I yearned for him to start moving, but he simply stared into my eyes. I fell silent, contemplating what he might know and what I should reveal to him. My dissatisfaction grew, leaving me feeling desperate again.
"Just please..."
He growled and initiated a rhythm of movement inside me. Every nerve in my body ignited with pleasure, causing me to moan uncontrollably. Overwhelmed by desire, I longed to kiss him and guided his head closer to mine with my hands.
"Kiss me," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Kiss me, Alexander..."
"Damn witch..."
His lips crashed into mine, and his tongue immediately invaded my mouth. He kissed me with urgency, matching his faster and harder movements inside me. The waves of pleasure started to build up, spiraling inside me. I continued kissing him like crazy, feeling myself approaching the climax. I pulled my lips away from his.
"Alexander..."
The orgasm took over my entire mind and body as my v*gina rhythmically contracted around his cock. The sensation intensified, and seconds later, Alexander moaned into my lips, cumming inside me. Our moans intertwined, blending in the air. His legs seemed to weaken, and we both collapsed on the floor together, with him supporting me, preventing me from hitting the hard floor.
We stood side by side, leaning against the wall, trying to catch our breath. I glanced at him only to see that his darkened gaze was already fixed on me. I waited... I wanted to know what it was he was trying to tell me..
"Do you have feelings for him?"
"What are you talking about?"
He stood up abruptly, pulling me to follow him. We locked eyes, a tense silence filled the air between us.
"Stop with this game, Bia! You hear me? I'm furious enough," Alexander exclaimed, running a nervous hand through his hair. "If you're wondering whether I know about you kissing that son of a b*tch, save it ... you don't need to wonder anymore. I saw with my own eyes a fucking video where Simon's kissing my wife. And you know what else I saw?"
So he knew. I stood there, frozen and just blinked. I hadn't even considered the possibility that he would find out about the kiss, and it caught me completely off guard.
"I witnessed my own wife responding to his kiss," He raised his voice. "So stop playing stupid games, witch, and tell me... do you have feelings for him?"
"Alexander, that was a mistake," I said.
"You're damn right. So? Do you want to repeat that mistake?"
"No..." I replied.
"Do you feel anything for him?"
I fell silent... I was so confused. I didn't think I had anything serious with Simon, but I also didn't know what Alexander's feelings were for me.
"Let me shed some light on that for you," He said in a rough tone. "Does he kiss like me? Do you feel the same with him as you do when I kiss you?"
„No..."
He grabbed my hair in his fist and twisted my head towards him.
"Did you have sex with him?"
"You're insane..." I said disgustedly and pushed his hand away. "What do you take me for?"
"I don't know. You tell me what kind of person you are, as you are married, but kissing another guy. Did you sleep with him?"
"No, Alexander, I didn't." I shouted in his face. "I haven't slept with anyone except you. Why do you even care so much? Our marriage is just a facade..." I paused for a moment. "Now it's my turn to ask questions, Alexander! So tell me... how do you really feel about me?"
"I'm not going to answer that question until you tell me, do you have feelings for this son of b*tch?"
I suddenly smiled, noticing the confusion on his face. He seemed reluctant to be the first to admit any feelings he might have for me, even if they were just tiny. A flutter of butterflies danced in my stomach.
"What?" He continued to look at me with a perplexed expression. Without hesitation, I threw myself into his arms, pulling his head down to mine. I parted his lips with mine and delved in with my tongue, igniting a passionate kiss. The intensity of our kiss was scorching. Alexander responded with equal fervor, his arms enveloping me in a tight embrace.
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