I licked my lips, urging myself to calm down and go slow. I wanted to go fast, my cock painfully reminding me of how much I wanted her, but I had to get my shit together.
I led her to the living room and motioned for her to sit on the couch. She looked rigid and her face was still completely serious.
Okay. I definitely needed to go slow. Drinking could help her loosen up.
I poured wine into our glasses and gave her one. Our fingers touched and I didn’t move my hand immediately, extending our contact on purpose as my heartbeat increased. Our eyes met and I could see she felt the same thing I did, because the lust flashed in her eyes.
I sat next to her on the couch, leaving some space between us, and clank my glass against hers.
“Cheers,” I said.
“Cheers.”
“To the success of our project.”
She finally smiled, her eyes warming at the mention of the hotel she cared about. “To the success of our project.”
I took a sip of my wine, not taking my eyes off hers. “Why are you so attracted to that place?”
“I visited it a lot with my parents as a kid. I have nice memories of it.”
“Is that so?”
She sipped her wine, her eyes glazing slightly as if she was recollecting something. “Yes. They had the best food in the city. Seriously. My mother isn’t a good cook. No, she is a terrible cook. So I remember complaining a lot about her meals, which of course now that I’m an adult I realize was kind of a terrible kid move. I kept bothering them to take me to that place so I could eat something delicious.”
I smiled, trying to imagine young Alexandra. “I reckon that they weren’t much happy about that.”
“Not at all! Besides, that place was extremely expensive so I could only imagine how big damage their wallets suffered.” She giggled and my cock twitched immediately. That was such a nice sound.
Alexandra looked so confident when she smiled and I wanted her to smile more. I wanted her to smile at me.
She turned to look at me and tucked her hair beneath her ear. “I’m sorry. I’m probably boring you with this.”
“No, you’re not. I want to hear everything.”
This time she smiled, like really smiled, and damn, I was all lost in her. My jaw literally dropped at how hot she looked and I was afraid I would lose my shit soon. I just wanted to jump on her and take her right here.
She took another sip. “I was sad when that place went out of business. Not only it had the best food, but it also had the best interior. I would often find inspiration in its carved ceilings and intricate walls. It was so colorful, but all those colors blended beautifully together, and I couldn’t take my eyes off them...”
I could see her getting lost in her world, and it fascinated me just how passionate she was. Despite her stern appearance and serious manners, she had so many emotions inside of her, and I found myself desperately wanting to draw them all out of her. I was consumed by her.
I put my glass on the table and, without thinking, leaned toward her. She was still talking as I pressed my lips against hers, and the moment I felt her soft skin on mine, I was completely lost.
At first, she stiffened, her cry of surprise muffled by my mouth, but then, slowly, she began relaxing. I moved my lips smoothly over hers as I took her glass out of her hand and placed it next to mine, not breaking our kiss for a second.
I placed my hands on her cheeks, enjoying the feeling on my fingertips, and opened her mouth with my tongue. Our tongues met in a rush, and she moaned, setting my body on fire.
She moved her hands and put them on my shoulders. She clutched onto me as she responded to my kiss like she owned me. Our kiss became faster, heating our bodies and making us lost in each other. This pleasure was too much and my cock was going to explode.
She tasted so good, but right now I was desperate to feel how she tasted down there.
“Alexandra, angel... You’re driving me crazy,” I muttered into her mouth and left kisses all over her jaw and neck.
She snuggled closer to me, and I was losing it quickly. Fuck slow.
Without second thought, I separated her legs and knelt on the carpet in between them.
Her eyes widened, looking at me from above in pure surprise. “Oliver?”