Beautifully Twisted (18 page)

“Your eyes, baby girl, they’re like beautiful green emeralds. I have waited so long to hold you again, it feels like forever.”

“It did feel like forever.”

“I want to be inside of you again. Can you feel how hard I am pressing against your tight pussy right now?” He growls in her ear. “You fucking drive me crazy, Lexi.”

Alexa reaches down and strokes his erection in her hands, the hot water from the shower spraying over them. “Just do it, Scotty. Stop talking and start fucking.”

Scott tugs her hair harder, pulling her head back even more. “Is that what you want, baby girl? You want to be fucked?”

“Yes,” she whispers.

“By who?”

“You, Scotty.”

“Who else?” He sinks his teeth into the delicate flesh of her shoulder, causing her to cry out.

“Oh God, Scotty, no one. Just you.”

“Swear.”

“I do. I swear.”

His hand slides between her legs, plunging a finger deep within her. “And whose is this?”

“Yours, Scotty.”

“That’s right. It’s fucking mine.”

She feels his hand move between her legs, the rest of him still supporting her body against the shower wall. He rubs against her clit, dipping his fingers deeper inside of her. She throws her head back and rocks against his hand, desperate for release.

“You know how to get yourself off, don’t you, baby girl? Not yet though, not until I say so, right?”

She looks up at him, knowing that they are both about to go to that place they said they wouldn’t. She nods her head, but her heart sinks. They have a long way to go for normal.

He notices the change in her immediately. “What’s wrong, Lexi? What did I do wrong?”

“Nothing. It’s just…” She stops, unsure of what to say next. He realizes what’s happening and slowly removes his fingers from her body.

“We should stop,” he says softly.

“What? Why?”

“It’s not right.”

“It’s fine, Scotty. This is what we do. We’ll figure it out over time.”

“No.”

She feels her blood begin to boil. He knows she’s turned on and now she’s wondering if this is just some attempt to get her to beg him and be submissive.

“Is this some kind of game, Scott?” She stares into his eyes, searching for the truth.

“No, of course not. I just… I can’t.”

“Can’t?” She releases her grip from his neck and squirms out of his arms. “This is crazy.” She moves past him and opens the shower door, shaking her arm out of his hand when he tries to grab it. She grabs a towel and wraps herself in it, trying hard to hold back the tears that wait to fall. She hasn’t cried in six months, now it’s all she does.

Scott stands in the shower helpless as the water turns cold. He doesn’t have the slightest idea how to explain to her what’s going on in his head right now.

Alexa looks back at him and plops down on her bed, trying to sort her thoughts. She stares at the floor, noticing she could use another pedicure. She begins to chew silently on her fingernail, frozen in indecision.

“Alexa?”

She looks up to see him standing naked and wet in front of her. She shifts her eyes back to the floor, chewing harder on her finger. He pulls her hand away from her mouth.

“Look at me please.”

“No.”

“Alexa.” She notices that his voice is quiet, intense, and demanding.

“What?”

“Look at me. Please.”

She reluctantly lifts her face and looks at him and is startled by the tortured look on his face.

“I needed to stop what was happening because I was going to go to that place I always go. It’s not what you want so I had to stop. The shower was just too sexy, too hot.”

“So if you feel the urge to dominate me, we just have to stop? You don’t feel like you can control yourself?”

“No.” He lowers his head, like he’s ashamed of himself.

“Then I don’t know how this is going to work,” she whispers.

“I’ll show you how. I just needed to break out of that moment for a second; I needed to think about it. I think I just need to learn not to act on every urge I get.” He sinks down in front her, steadying himself on her knees. “Alexa, I need you to let me do things this way for a while, to get used to things.”

“I don’t know, Scotty. It was fine and then it shifted suddenly. I don’t need candlelight and butterfly kisses all the time. I like it rough–you know that. But as soon as it changed you backed off.”

“Hey,” he tilts her chin up so he can see her eyes, “I’ve been this way a long time. Old habits.” He grins and she finds herself melting.

“Okay, Scotty. We’ll try it your way.”

“We’re starting over, all of this. I will do anything to give you the kind of relationship you want and deserve, even if it means I can’t fuck you for a while. You know I’ll be back though. I can’t live without it.” He leans forward and kisses her neck, sweetly. He pushes open her knees and drags a finger up her slit. “See, I’m already back.”

She allows her legs to open and pulls him closer. He lifts his face to hers and kisses her gently, then slides two fingers deep within her. She gasps, reveling in the sweet sensation. She watches him descend between her legs.

“I’m going to eat you for breakfast, my love. You have the sweetest pussy, the sweetest nectar. Thank you for giving it to me,” he whispers his sexy words as he drags his tongue up and around her clit.

“Scotty…” she whispers.

“Shush, baby girl. Just enjoy. This is all about you.”

Alexa closes her eyes as his tongue dips inside her, swirling around and coaxing her to climax. He was the first to be here. He showed her how to fuck. Now he was showing her how to make love.

Scott sucks on her clit, pumping his two fingers inside her, hitting that perfect spot. “You’re going to be late for work, baby girl,” he murmurs between licks.

“I don’t give a fuck,” she says, laughing as she runs her hands over his head.

“I fucking love you, baby girl,” he says, startling her with his emotion.

She looks down at his sweet expression. “Come inside me, baby. Make love to me. We can do this.”

He rises up and settles between her legs, gently pushing his erection inside her. She leans back on her elbows, enjoying the filling sensation. He pumps slowly at first, then increases his pace, silently pounding into her. He opens his eyes and stares down at her. “Fucking beautiful, Lexi… fuck.”

She knows from the way his muscles tense up that he’s about to explode. She wraps her legs around his waist and lifts her hips up to push him deeper inside. His eyes shine with passion as he releases into her, exhaling loudly. He pulls out of her quickly, causing her to gasp again, and plants his mouth over her clit, sucking frantically. She writhes across the bed, clutching at her own breasts with abandon.

“Oh God, Scotty… yes, baby, yes!” she cries out as her orgasm rips through her body. “Oh my… oh… yeah…oh yeah,” she whispers as her body convulses with pleasure, slowly returning to normal.

Scotty climbs on the bed and lays next to her, entwining his hand in hers. They lay together for a moment with no words, before Alexa speaks.

“We can do this, Scotty.”

“Yes, baby girl, we can.”

“You look fantastic,” Scotty tells Alexa as she slides into her winter coat.

“Thanks, you’re not so bad yourself,” she says smiling. She glances at the clock on the wall above the fireplace–nine a.m. She quickly realizes she didn’t tell her temporary driver she would be late. He hasn’t called so she wonders if he’s even there.

“Are you coming to the office with me, Scott?” she asks as she looks for her phone.

“No, I’ll let you do your work in peace. I’m going to meet with Brett.” He smiles.

“Oh yes, I almost forgot.”

“I called your driver while you were dressing. He’s downstairs waiting for you. I figured you wanted to go in with him, rather than me. I’ve probably caused you enough embarrassment at the office lately.”

“Yes, you have.” She smiles to soften her words.

Scott walks close to her and wraps his arms around her waist, drawing her close. “I’ve been an ass but I’m going to try harder. I want to be what you need, Lexi.”

“You already are, Scotty.”

He kisses her, dipping his tongue sensuously between her lips. He lifts his head and stares into her eyes for just a moment. “I love you, Lexi. I know I do. I won’t be perfect but I will keep trying to make you happy.”

She reaches up and rubs his cheek. “Thank you.”

“Let’s get you to work. It must be panic that the ever prompt Alexa Drake is late for work.” He laughs and it fills her heart with joy.

They walk to her elevator and ride down, hand in hand. Alexa cannot believe what’s taken place in just a few days. Not only is Scott Patrick back in her life, he swears he’s in love with her too.
Unbelievable.

They reach the lobby and she notices James standing near the door, smiling as he always did. “Morning, Miss Drake, Mr. Patrick. Everything alright this morning?” he asks.

Scott steps forward. “I apologize for my behavior last evening and appreciate that you checked on Miss Drake.” He shakes James’ hand.

The doorman offers a fatherly smile. “My pleasure, sir.”

“James, could you send housekeeping up please? I had a coffee spill in the living room.” Alexa says, barely holding back a giggle.

James’ eyes open wide, shocked that Alexa Drake is actually laughing. “Of course, ma’am.”

“Okay, see ya later,” she says, her voice buoyant. She waves and catches the shocked looks of the staff out of the corner of her eye.

Simon jumps to attention at the sight of her and rushes to open her car door. “Good morning, Miss Drake. I have your coffee.”

“Thank you, Simon.” She smiles again. “Do you want to ride with me, Scott? I’m sure Simon can take you where you need to go.”

“I have my car, baby girl. How do you think I showed up here in the middle of the night?” He leans in and kisses her forehead. “You have a good day. I’ll call you later. Will you have dinner with me tonight?”

“Of course, Scotty.”

“Maybe every night…”

“Maybe,” she says.

Scott kisses her lips this time, Simon standing awkwardly with the car door open. Scott releases her and run his fingers through her hair. “We can do this,” he says, smiling.

She nods her head and slides into the car, watching him walk back to the underground parking entrance.

“Alexa Drake, I’ve waited so long to tell you how I feel about you. I didn’t even know how I felt until you were gone.”~ Scotty

She lifts her coffee to her lips and sips. It’s cold. Right now, she can’t even summon the desire to be pissed off about it. Martina will have some fresh for her.

She looks out the window as they drive to her office. All of London is preparing for the Christmas season and for the first time in ages, she starts to actually look forward to it. She never imagined that she would be spending it with Scott Patrick again.
Maybe this year, we can do more than just fuck all day.

“We’re here, Miss Drake,” Simon announces and he pulls up front to her office building.