by Gina Gordon
She saw the determination pass over his face. Her breath caught at the sight of the eager man hovering over her. At that moment he changed. As if the Aleks she loved, her best friend, had been replaced by a hungry animal. This was what she had wanted all along. This was what she needed to get over him.
“You don’t want this?” he whispered in her ear.
“Wanting something and doing what’s good for you isn’t always the same thing.”
He attacked her mouth again. Their lips fused together, his warm and plump. Carrie slipped her tongue between his lips, she couldn’t help herself. The slight twitch of his hand around her core made her hungry.
Aleks kissed his way down her heated skin, then flicked his tongue in the hollow of her neck. She whimpered a little.
Sliding his hand under her skirt, he trailed his finger along the seam of her pussy. Her breaths got heavier, quicker. As if every breath she took was her last. When he slipped his finger under the fabric of her panties, he moaned. No doubt at the wetness he encountered.
His wet fingers slid from between her legs. “Your body says you want it.” Her eyes latched on to his shiny fingers. “All I have to do is kiss you and you get wet.” He traced one finger along her bottom lip.
“It’s a natural reaction.”
“It’s your natural reaction to me. I do this to you.”
“Yes.”
His hand tickled again between her legs.
Before she had the chance to come to her senses, Aleks pulled her off the table and twisted her around, bending her forward.
“You want me to treat you like nothing? Take you every which way?”
Carrie shivered. Despite the change in him, he didn’t scare her. She wanted him like this. Wanted to see this side of him.
He lifted up her shirt and pulled it over her head, leaving her in only a bra and her pencil skirt. The next thing she felt was the soft satin on her wrists as he tied them behind her back.
“All you have to do is tell me you don’t love me.” He whispered in her ear, “Tell me and
I’ll back off.”
“This is dangerous. My heart can’t take another hit.”
“I’m not worried about your heart right now, Care Bear. You’ve been begging me to take you. I’m ready to take what’s mine.”
He reached under her skirt and pulled at her thong, ripping it away from her body. The tear in the fabric shot like a bullet to her clit. Intensifying the ache. Solidifying her need.
“Take anything you want. Take all of me.” She heard the hunger in her own voice.
Aleks grabbed her hair and tilted her head to meet his stare. He whispered in her ear, “Tell me now if this isn’t what you want because once we start there’s no going back.”
Carrie shook her head vigorously.
Before he backed away, Aleks whispered one last thing in her ear, “Your ass is mine.”
He left her hunched over the sewing table waiting for his next command. A shudder rippled through her body at the thought of what was to come. He was finally giving her what she wanted. She was finally getting to see, to feel, the Aleks she knew existed. Carrie wouldn’t think about tomorrow. She wouldn’t think about the consequences. The only thing she wanted to focus on was how good his cock was going to feel buried in her ass.
* * * *
As he removed condoms and lubricant from the bed side table, Aleks kicked himself for not giving into her demands sooner. He had nothing to fear. He would never hurt her, and despite how strongly he felt about remaining detached, their connection defied all of his rules. It defied all logic. He had left the room wanting desperately to sink his cock into her virgin ass.
When he returned, she was just as he’d left her. Her body waiting to be ravaged.
Aleks set down the accessories within reach and took position behind her. He pulled up her skirt, settling it around her waist. The scent of her arousal made his head spin and had his cock twitching against the fly of his pants. She pushed back against him, mimicking the movements of sex. Carrie was frisky, needy, and completely unaware of what she was in for.
Untying the fabric that held her wrists, Aleks whispered over her shoulder, “We can save the bondage action for next time.” God, he hoped there was a next time.
She shook out her limbs and braced herself against the desk. “I’m ready.”
She looked over her shoulder. He was afraid of hurting her. She would be screaming in agony. No, he had a plan. Aleks would ease his way in but first, her pussy was begging for attention. He twirled her around and lifted her on the desk without a second thought to her comfort. Diving between her thighs, he feasted on her sweet, wet pussy. Her slender foot rested on his
shoulder while he ate her like a man possessed.
She came twice before Aleks retreated, kissing his way up her body and releasing her creamy
breasts from her bra, taking in one nipple, then the next. When he was done with them, he moved to her lips. With the gentle touch of his finger, he wiped the beads of moisture accumulating under her eyes, then kissed her, making sure she knew he possessed all of her.
Aleks grabbed a condom from the desk and ripped open the package. When his aching prick was sheathed with the latex, he kissed his way back down her body to settle between her legs again.
“Aleks!”
When she was almost on the edge, he stood and slammed his cock into her slippery cunt. Exactly where he belonged. Carrie cried out in pleasure as another orgasm took her by surprise.
“Shh...sweet girl. We don’t want any company, do we?” He covered her mouth with his hand and used the other to hold her hips, pumping hard and fast into her body.
Carrie grabbed on to him with legs and arms, pulling him in, grasping at him like she couldn’t get close enough. They fucked with their eyes open. He wanted to, needed to. Aleks would show her how much he loved her. How sorry he was for hurting her. Again. For the last time.
Their mouths still twisted together as he picked up speed, sliding in and out in a steady rhythm. The closeness Aleks felt to Carrie ripped away his defenses, he couldn’t keep up the facade. He was overrun with emotion, overrun with intense pleasure. His performance wasn’t going to last long but he couldn’t have her not experience the same pleasure. He ripped his mouth away from her lips and latched his thumb onto her clit. She moaned. So beautiful. So sexy.
She leaned back, giving him better access to her nub. Carrie rested her weight on her hands on the table behind her. She let him control the action, let him take her pleasure in his hands.
Aleks watched the color rush to her face, her breath hitching every time his pelvis made contact with her body. The more time he spent inside her, the more Aleks wanted to take her ass.
Not able to stand the intensity, he pulled out and bent her over the desk again. This time she bent all the way, her beautiful, round ass exposed. Her entire body shivered underneath his as he slid inside her warm pussy from behind.
“You touch everywhere inside me.” She yelped. “I can feel you everywhere.”
“Before I’m through with you...” He leaned over against her back to whisper in her ear, “I will be everywhere.”
After a few pumps, Aleks pulled out and grabbed the bottle of lubricant, squeezing a generous amount down her seam. She flinched at the cold liquid. He rubbed the lube around her puckered hole, adding a bit more to make sure his fingers were coated.
He pressed down with his thumb, getting her used to the pressure, and eventually slipped the tip of his thumb inside. “Push out. Open yourself up.”
Carrie did as he asked. His thumb slipped in almost to the knuckle. He needed to stretch her out. A thumb wasn’t going to do the trick. Switching fingers, he slid in his index finger.
“Are you all right?” he asked. She hadn’t said much the last few minutes. “I’m going to put in another finger.”
She gave him a quick nod, letting him know she was comfortable with his actions. When Aleks had two fingers ins
ide her, she groaned. With quick movements he kept at it, contemplating whether or not he should insert a third, but he was interrupted.
“I want both. Your cock and your fingers at the same time.”
Without a second thought he entered her, the condom still intact. Aleks pumped into her pussy with smooth strokes and with his hand splayed across her soft cheek, his two fingers probed in and out of her anus.
Carrie was mumbling under her breath. Too low for him to hear what she was saying, but he heard her cry out when her pussy clenched. It pulsed around his shaft. Aleks pulled out quickly, not wanting the contractions to trigger his release. With her forbidden entrance warmed up, he squirted some lube down her seam again and pushed his way through with his cock.
70 Temptation in Lingerie
When he was all the way in, Aleks stopped. Carrie was looking over her shoulder. Her eyes sparkled with satisfaction and affection. Normally, the eyes he stared into were blank, but not Carrie’s. Even when Aleks tried his best to keep his distance, make it just about the sex, she changed all that with a simple glance. Their eyes met at that moment, and he couldn’t dare look away.
“Aleks?” She must have thought he stopped out of hesitation.
Her voice set his body in a tingle. He shook, not wanting to move, wanting to stay buried deep inside her.
She pushed back, nudging him on. And with three simple words she brought out the animal. “Fuck me, Aleks.”
So he did. Aleks thrashed in and out of her roughly, without any concern for pain. Without any concern for her pleasure because within minutes he exploded into the condom, his seed emptying into the rubber as if it were never-ending.
He laid himself on top of her body. They stayed like that for a few minutes while their breathing calmed and their heart rate steadied. Despite wanting to stay buried inside her forever, he pulled out.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“More than okay.” She turned around and pulled her skirt down to cover her lower body then rested back on the table. “Thank you for finally giving me what I wanted.”
Aleks shook his head and positioned himself between her legs again. She let him. “Carrie, I–”
She pressed her index finger against his lips, stopping him from saying what he needed to say. With a small smile she made everything in the world right. Aleks felt right. When he was with her, he felt whole. Aleks wanted to tell her so many things but her lips were too enticing. He bent forward.
“Is everything all right in here?”
Aleks tensed at the sound of Rob’s voice. Carrie gasped and pulled him closer to cover her half naked torso.
“Shit.” Aleks exhaled against her face and hung his head in shame.
He started to back away but Rob yelled, “Don’t you dare turn around if your cock is still at attention.”
Right. Aleks still had the condom on his soft cock.
“You two do what you need to do. I’ll wait out here.”
Rob left them, and immediately Carrie stood and threw on her shirt then made her way to
the door. “Carrie...”
She turned to look at him. Her skin was red and swollen around her eyes. Her lips were moist, and she practically glowed. “Goodbye, Aleks.”
She had never looked more beautiful than at that moment. When she said goodbye.
Chapter 15
With overwhelming guilt, Aleks stepped into the great room. Rob casually rolled the balls on the pool table back and forth, obviously trying to busy himself. Or maybe trying to keep his temper from exploding and killing him.
Rob didn’t even turn around when he spoke. “What’s going on with you and my sister?” “Nothing.”
“It didn’t look like nothing.”
“A few days ago I might have had a different answer but as of this moment, I can honestly say it’s nothing.”
Rob finally turned, glaring at him. Aleks knew that look. Rob was ready to unleash, but he pulled himself back. “For the record, do you know how gross it is to walk in on my own sister?” Aleks saw Rob’s body shudder at the thought.
“Now you know how she felt.”
Rob wasn’t amused. “Don’t change the subject. If you’re looking for a piece of ass, go and find it somewhere else.”
“It’s not like that.”
“I’ve been your wing man for fifteen years. I know your M.O.”
“I love her.” He couldn’t stop himself from blurting it out, but if Rob was ever going to believe him it had to be said. In those fifteen years as his wing man, Rob had never heard Aleks uttered the “L” word. Not once.
But it might have backfired. Rob hung his head as if defeated. What if Aleks had lost both of them? That meant he lost his family. He would be all alone.
Rob’s shoulders heaved up and down. Was he...crying? He was definitely not crying, because when his head lifted he had a smile from ear to ear. He was...laughing.
“It’s about time.”
“What?”
“I only recently pieced it together after Martina mentioned something. To be honest, I wasn’t
happy at first but you’re my best friend. You may be a prick, but I know you would never do anything to hurt me or Carrie.”
“And you think this is funny?”
“No, I think it’s great. I just wondered how long it was going to take you to figure it out.” “Why didn’t you ever say anything?”
“You had to figure it out on your own.” He was probably right. “Do you have any idea what
you look like when you look at her?” “What are you talking about?”
“Mr. Ladies man. Yeah right. You give yourself away every time you look at her. I’ve seen you with women, hundreds of women–”
“Not hundreds.”
“You’re always stoic, detached, like you’re going through the motions until you can escape but with my sister, not to sound like a pansy or anything, but you swoon.”
“I do not swoon.”
“You’re a huge swooner. And when you aren’t swooning, you look at her like you want to devour her, which is pretty gross to watch considering she’s my sister. Not to mention your dating habits have changed. We spend a lot of time at my parents’ house, which by the way I am no longer doing.”
“How long have you had this theory?”
“Like I said, I just recently put it all together but thinking back, it was apparent all along.” “No way.”
“Yup. Do you not remember criticizing or scaring off all of her boyfriends? You still do that.” “I was just protective, she’s like my little sister.”
“That was part of the reason I’m sure, but you know deep down the real reason.”
It was true that Carrie made him feel things no other woman had. Even at a young age she made him feel safe, like he was home.
“Have you told her?” Rob asked.
“That I love her?”
Rob confirmed with a nod of his head.
“Not in so many words. It doesn’t matter anyway, because like I said there’s nothing between
us.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure. You weren’t the only one in that room, and you know Carrie doesn’t
do anything she hasn’t already analyzed a thousand times.”
Rob approached and slapped his hand on Aleks’s shoulder. “It’s up to you to make sure this works out.” He started to walk away but stopped in his tracks. “Just don’t break her heart. I don’t even want to think about having to choose between you two if something goes terribly wrong.”
Chapter 16
Carrie helped a woman settle into the fitting room. She pulled down the curtain and advised that she would be back in a few minutes to check on her. She headed out to the front of the store.
She picked up where she had left off. Using the computer screen, Carrie sketched out a design for a bride who was scheduled for a fitting later that afternoon. The computer that Aleks had bought for her. Would anything in her life ever not be associated with A
leks Turko? She had yet to find something.
It had been a week since Carrie had last seen him. Aleks hadn’t slept in his bed in the basement all that time. It wasn’t until after a few days that she found out he was staying with Rob and Martina. Aleks originally left the condo to get away from the lovebirds. The fact that he chose to go there in order to get away from her gave her a clear indication about how he felt.
He no doubt would not be coming back. It was for the best. For both of them. Their feelings were tangled and twisted, and neither of them knew which end was up.
Carrie would eventually find someone she could love. Someone who would take her mind off of the one man she couldn’t have. At least she’d had him. The way she wanted him–uninhibited and strong. Thinking back, she realized it probably wasn’t the best move. Opening up that can of worms only led to one thing. She had lost her best friend. That’s what hurt the most. Not that she wasn’t able to love him in a sexual way, but that she couldn’t be with him, laugh with him, joke with him.
To top it all off, she’d put her brother in the middle. She would always regret that. She should have known better. Carrie the over-analyzer. Carrie the cautious. Where was caution and analysis when she’d decided to jump Aleks in the fitting room? Where was her common sense when she threw herself at him in his bedroom? Where was her fear when she let him take her body in unimaginable ways?
Chalk it up to libido overload. Now she was thinking clearly. Without Aleks in her life, Carrie was able to focus on her work. Pursuing a dream that just a few years ago she didn’t think would ever come to fruition.
The noise from the street drifted into the store as the front door opened. She nearly dropped the pen when she registered the tall, handsome figure that strutted inside.
“Aleks? What are you doing here?”
“Don’t talk. I rehearsed this.”
She smiled on the inside. No way was she going to let him see her smile.
“I’m an ass.”
Carrie opened her mouth to respond, but he held up his hand. Right. No talking.