Wanted (Addicted Trilogy Book 3) (15 page)

Sara

Soft rapping on the front door tore me from sleep. Looking over
at my alarm clock, I saw it was eight in the morning. There was no doubt in my
mind who it was. He’d technically given me the night to think things over, so I
couldn’t be too upset with him.

As I headed toward the front room, thoughts of the previous night
bombarded me. To think, the only thing I was nervous about was being set up on
a blind date. Never in a million years did I imagine Alek being one of the
owners of Verdana, let alone seeing him there then ending up having sex with
him in the bathroom. Granted, it was extraordinary, but still one of the
biggest shockers of my life thus far.

I took a quick breath as my fingers clutched the handle. Pulling
the door open, I was hit with his presence, so powerful and a bit overwhelming.
As I looked him over from head to toe, my eyes instantly flew to his face. More
specifically to his eye.

Reaching for his hand, I pulled him inside. “What the hell
happened to your face?” I asked, rushing toward the freezer to grab an ice
pack. Wrapping the compress in a towel, I walked back over to him and gently
pressed it to his face. His hand covered mine as we both held it to his eye. The
connection wasn’t lost on me, but I pushed it aside for the time being.

I stood in front of him, waiting for him to answer me, my
curiosity killing me the longer he remained silent. Finally, he spoke up.

“Cameron.” One word and I knew it was pretty bad. The only
evidence Alek had was a black eye and a small cut in the corner of his mouth. I
could only imagine what his cousin looked like.

“Oh, my God, Alek. What happened?” I asked, ushering him toward
the couch to take a seat.

“I don’t really want to talk about it.”
Wrong answer.
The look on my face said as much. If there was any
hope for us, I needed him to tell me everything, even when he didn’t want to. “Sorry,”
he grumbled before he regaled me with the entire story.

I couldn’t say I didn’t see it coming sooner or later. Relief
washed over me I wasn’t there to witness it, though. Watching two grown men go
toe-to-toe, especially when one of them was Alek, was too much for me to handle.

Taking his hand away from his face, he placed the ice pack on the
table beside the couch. Silence fell between us as we continued to stare at
each other.

“Sara,” he started. “I came here to end our separation. I made a huge
mistake, and I fully intend on making things right between us again.” Scooting
closer, he placed his warm palm on my thigh. “I promise I’ll never hurt you
again.” He looked down at his lap. “Please, forgive me.”

I hooked my finger under his chin and coaxed his head to look up.
Normally, I was the one averting my eyes from him, not the other way around. Knowing
his heart was breaking, the fear in his stare telling me he was afraid I wasn’t
going to give us another chance was enough for me to move toward him and place
my lips against his.

My one small gesture was what he was yearning for. Expelling a
quick rush of air, he stood from the couch, reached forward and tangled his
hand with mine. Once I was standing in front of him, he pulled me into his
embrace, burrowing his face into the crook of my neck. I heard him inhale and
knew he was trying to breathe in as much of me as he could, afraid I would back
away from him any minute.

“I love you,” he whispered in my ear. His body tensed as he
waited for me to say something. Anything.

Drawing away from him, I saw his face fall until he heard my
words. “I love you, too, Alek. Sometimes more than I want to, but I do.”

All fear and reservation floated away from him as he smiled wide
and crushed me to him. Peppering kisses all over my face causing me to laugh. “I
swear, baby, never again. Never again will I make you cry.” He kissed the
sensitive spot under my ear. “Never again will I make you doubt my love for
you.” Gently biting down on my lobe sent a pulse of pleasure straight through
me. “Never again will I make you angry.”

Still smothered in his embrace, I called him out on his lie. “Now,
you know
that
one’s not true.” We
both laughed at his choice of words.

“Okay, how about this? Never again will I purposely make you
angry.” I furrowed my brow. “Okay, I’ll try again. How about I’ll do my best to
take your thoughts and feelings into consideration before I place any crazy demands
on you?” I smiled. “Better?” he asked, still snuggling me into his body.

“Better,” I replied.

After hours of
catching up
,
we talked late into the evening. He explained in better detail his reasoning
for pushing me away, as well as his interaction with Cora and his fight with
Cameron. He vowed to never lie to me again and to always come to me first with
anything that was bothering him before he made any life-altering decisions.
 

After listening to everything he had to say, I understood him a
little more than I had before. Obviously, some of his decisions were wrong and
I made sure to tell him so, to which he simply replied, “I know. I know.”

There was a lot we still had to work out, but I finally agreed to
give him his third and final chance.
 

Sara

Tap. Tap. Tap.
      

What is that noise? Is it
raining?

Still lost in a haze of bliss and sleep, my brain took extra time
to catch on to what was going on around me.

Tap. Tap. Tap.
      

“Hmmmm…” I mumbled, gently stretching out my limbs. Lying on my
stomach, I gathered the pillow in my hands as I pressed my face into the soft
cloud of goose feather. It took me a little while to realize it wasn’t raining
at all, that the tapping sound I thought I heard was coming from someone
lightly smacking my ass. Over and over again.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

“What?” I whined, wanting nothing more than to fall back asleep.

 
“Wake up, sleepyhead.”
 
Tap.
Tap. Tap.

The only reason Alek would have to wake me from a sound sleep
would be because he was hungry again. For me. Although the thought was
tempting, I hadn’t been asleep for long, the night’s activities surely going
into the late hour.

Against my protests, he tried to rouse me again.

“Hmmmmm. What are you doing?” I said in my sleepiest voice.

“Come on, baby, you have to wake up now.” Alek’s voice was but a
whisper, almost as if he was trying not to alarm me, but instead to wake me
very slowly.

I twisted my body toward him, still half-asleep. Stretching out,
I draped my arm around him, pulling my body so close I was able to wrap my leg
around his waist.

He laughed as he kissed my temple.

“Make love to me, Alek,” I murmured before clutching him even
closer.

“For as much as I would love to, sweetheart, you’re going to be
late. You have to wake up. Now.” His warm breath tickled my ear, making me
think naughty thoughts.
 

Wait…what does he mean I’m
going to be late?

I tried to rub myself against him one more time, but
surprisingly, he unhitched my leg from his waist and hopped out of bed.
 

Hmph!
Well, if he
didn’t want to give me some lovin’, then I was going back to sleep. I rolled
over on my side and closed my eyes, but not before catching a glimpse of the
time glaring at me from my alarm clock. My eyes snapped open as I threw the
covers off me. Hurrying toward the bathroom, I shouted over my shoulder, “Why
didn’t you wake me up, Alek?” I never heard his answer as I slammed the door
and turned on the water.

Taking the fastest shower known to man, I ran back into my
bedroom, threw on some clothes and gathered my hair into a messy bun. The whole
while, Alek lazed across my bed, resting on his elbows as he watched me run
around like a crazy person. His eyes never left me, the corners of his lips
turned up as if he was privy to his own inside joke.
 
“What’s so amusing? Do you like seeing me run
around like a nut job?”

“No, of course not. It’s just I’m the happiest man alive today.” There
was such sincerity and love laced in his sentiment, it made me stop for a
second and take it all in. I never thought I would ever see him again, yet
there he was, back in my life. It was all a little surreal. We still had a long
road ahead of us, but I was willing to try again.

I sidled up next to him, rested my hands on his thighs and leaned
in close to give him a kiss. “I’m going to be late for work.”

He followed me outside where we said our goodbyes, making plans
for dinner later that evening. A huge smile was plastered on my face as I headed
to the shop. I knew I should enjoy every second of it because if life had taught
me anything, it was that happiness was fleeting. There was always something
unexpected lurking around the corner.

~~~~

I muddled through my normal routine at work, the only difference
being I was smiling and laughing more, and apparently people took notice.

“My, my, my. Aren’t we in a good mood today?” Megan commented. It’d
been over three months since I’d hired her on a temporary basis. She was
working out well, so I’d taken her on permanently as a part-time employee. Her
personality really jived with not only mine and Matt’s, but the other
part-timers, as well. She was a good fit.

“What’s the occasion?” she asked, looking me over as if the
answer was somewhere on my person.

“Let’s just say my love life is back to where it should be.” I
found I was almost giddy with excitement.

“Ohhhh, you met someone,” she cooed. Cradling her head in her
hands, she leaned forward on the counter. “Tell me all about him. Where did you
meet?” Before I could answer, she blurted out, “Wait, is it the guy your friend
set you up with last night?”
 
I forgot I
even mentioned my plans to her.

“No, not exactly. It’s an ex-boyfriend I’ve re-connected with
recently.”
Recently as in last night
.
“Everything happened so fast, but it’s official.” I was smiling so big I didn’t
even notice her face at first.

“Tell me it’s not the jerk who came in here the first day I
started.” Her lip curled up in disgust at the mere thought of him, which
instantly put me on the offensive. I think she realized what she’d said because
she tried to smooth things over. Well…sort of. “Sorry, I don’t like him. He
rubs me the wrong way, Sara.”

“Well, Megan,” I started, reminding myself everyone was entitled
to their own opinion, even if it was the opposite of every other red-blooded
woman out there who ever came in contact with the man. “Yes, Alek and I are
back together. I’m simply curious. Why don’t you like him? Was he rude to you
or something?”

“Not per se. I don’t know. I have a bad feeling about him, that’s
all.”

“Well, I can assure you he’s a good man. A bit intense sometimes,
but a good man nonetheless.”

“If you say so,” she mumbled, making her way toward the back of
the shop.
 
I wasn’t going to let anyone
dampen my mood, especially someone who didn’t even know him.

Reveling in my own glee for once proved to be an effective tool
for making the workday fly by.

Sara

After dinner, I agreed to accompany Alek back to his house. I hadn’t
been there since
that
night. Pushing
all unpleasant thoughts from my mind, I forged ahead with the continuation of
our lovely evening.
 

“I meant to ask you this at dinner, but I forgot,” I purred as he
kissed my neck. We were relaxing on his couch in the den when I decided to
broach the subject of Megan.

“You did?” he teased, pulling my earlobe gently through his
teeth. He couldn’t care less what I was trying to ask him, his only concern
surely to rid me of my clothes.

The fact my newest employee couldn’t stand him was weighing on me
more than I thought it would.
 
“What did
you ever do to Megan to make her not like you?” I plucked a piece of lint off
his sweater as I waited for his response.
 

“Who’s Megan?”

“She’s the new girl…you were giving me a hard time about…when you
decided to drop by that one day.” I couldn’t believe he didn’t remember. It
wasn’t as if I hired new people all the time. He shrugged as if he had no idea
who I was talking about. “Well, she sure doesn’t think much of you at all. You
must be losing the old Devera charm,” I teased as I playfully tapped his cheek.

“Never.” He laughed, digging his fingers into my sides as he
tickled me. I fell back on the couch, trying to break his hold, but it was no
use. He laid his body over mine and kissed me, his fingers poised to dig in
again at the moment of his choosing. “Besides, I don’t care what anybody else
thinks about me, except you.”

“But for her to not like you is weird, don’t you think?”

“Well, yeah. But I didn’t
do
anything to her, so I can’t really say why she’s turned off by me.” He pushed
his arousal into my belly, stopping all conversations about Megan. “Wanna go to
bed?”

How could I ever say no to that question?
 

Alek was not two steps over the threshold of the bedroom before
he was stripping off his clothes.
 
He was
only a couple of paces in front of me, but it was enough of a head start for
him to hop in bed and nestle in.
 

“Hurry up, baby. I’m getting lonely over here.” He flipped the
covers back as I turned off the overhead light, licking my lips in anticipation
of what was to come. Thankfully, the bedside lamp was still on because I almost
tripped over his damn shoes.

Alek insisted there always be some sort of light on while we had
sex. He said he loved to watch my body tremble under his touch, and watching my
face as he made me come was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.

Who am I to argue?

After quickly discarding my clothes, I snuggled in close, throwing
my leg over his waist and rubbing the neediest part of me against his excitement.
I was tracing the lines of his chest when his voice startled me. “You know
what? I
do
remember who you’re
talking about.”

“Hmmm…” I panted, kissing his neck and inhaling his intoxicating
scent.

“Sara? Did you hear me?” My answer to his question was to
straddle his waist, grinding myself on top of him. But for some reason, he
wasn’t having any of it. He pushed me back so I was sitting upright, his hands
on my bare breasts as he held me in place. “Now that you mention it, I still want
you to give me her information so I can do my own background check.”
 

Of course, he would pick right then to act like…himself. “Alek,
we already discussed this before. I told you then and I’ll tell you now…I’m not
giving you her information. It’s insulting you don’t trust I’ll do my
homework.”
 

“But you don’t have the same experience I do when it comes to
dealing with shady people, Sara. I know what to look for that you don’t.” The
whole time I was sitting on top of him, his fingers played with my breasts, gently
pinching my nipples between his fingers.

“Did you buy a P.I. firm I don’t know about?”

“Ha, ha. Very funny.” He flipped me onto my back, spreading my
thighs with his leg. His fingers danced over my skin, goosebumps popping up the
lower he ventured. Kissing my belly, he mumbled, “It would make me feel so much
better if you just let me handle this.”

Swiveling my hips, I weaved my fingers through his hair as I
pushed him lower still. “You’re doing perfect,” I moaned, “handling…this.”

Pressing my thighs wider apart, he tasted me. His tongue lavished
me while his lips locked around my clit. Sucking gently, I thrust toward his
face as I chased my orgasm. Just as I was on the brink, he pulled back. “What
are you doing?” I cried out.

“Please, let me handle this.” He sat back on his knees as he ran
his finger through my swollen folds.

“I
was
letting you handle
it until you stopped. Now please, stop teasing me,” I pleaded, squeezing my
nipples while he looked on.

“I’m not talking about this, Sara,” he said as he palmed me. “I’m
talking about letting me do the background check.”

“Are you serious right now?” I asked, a little more than baffled
he was still trying to convince me to give in.

Refusing to answer the obvious, he pushed two fingers into my
tight heat, crooking them until they flicked over my G-spot. My back instantly
arched off the bed and I cried in pleasure. “Yes…do it again.” He did. His
actions were deliberate, partly in hopes I’d allow him to check on my new hire.

“Tell me what I want to hear, sweetheart,” he pressed, stroking
the sensitive spot over and over. “Come on, tell me.”

“I’m so close, Alek.” Gripping the sheets, I rotated my hips,
trying to garner any additional friction I could to push me over the edge.
 

“Tell me.”

I stopped listening to him, instead focusing on what my body
needed right then. “Yes…Yes…Oh, God…I’m coming!” I screamed, my cries tearing
from my throat as my entire body shuddered under his touch.

As my heart finally slowed its beating frenzy, my desire for the
man in front of me was my only focus. I wanted him to take me fast and hard, to
which I knew he wouldn’t have a problem.

Extending my arms, I tried to entice him to lie on top of me. Missionary
was one of my favorite positions because it allowed me to feel the weight of
him as he ravaged my body. I loved the sensation of his skin against mine,
being able to clutch onto his arms as his muscles tensed from his exertion.

Instead of covering me with his body, he pulled me up until I was
resting on my knees. “Do you want to try something new?” he asked, drawing
circles around my nipples with the soft pad of his fingertip.

I wasn’t quite sure what he had in mind, but I trusted him. Knowing
he wouldn’t ask me to do anything I wouldn’t like gave me the courage to go
along, nodding when he cocked his eyebrow in question.
 

Spinning me around so I faced away from him, he leaned over and
kissed my shoulder. “This isn’t new,” I said pensively. “We’ve had sex doggie-style
before.” As I turned my head to see him, my hair fell in my face, blocking him
from view. Pushing the annoying strands out of the way, I was able to finally
see his reaction, a mischievous grin plastered all over his face.

“We’re not going to fuck doggie-style,” he assured me.

Pulling on the drawer of his bedside table, he reached in and
grabbed something. I naturally assumed it was a condom, but instead a small
bottle was held tight in his grip.

“What is that?” I asked, thoroughly confused.

“Lubrication.”

I blew out a breath of relief. He must have bought the wrong box
of protection and needed to use something extra to coat it. “Did you pick up the
wrong condoms again?” I teased.

“It was one time, and you know damn well I was willing to go
without.” He laughed, wiggling his eyebrows to make me smile.

“Alek,” I tested. “Don’t even start, because it’s never going to
happen.”

“Don’t say never, baby. In fact, we don’t need to use condoms
tonight.”

“Yeah? And why is that?”

“Because the kind of sex we’re going to have will definitely not result
in you becoming pregnant.”

Having a conversation with him while my ass was in his face was a
little awkward. I still didn’t understand what he was talking about, though. What
kind of sex would never get me pregnant? Why was he holding a bottle of lube in
his hand? And why was I on all fours?

Closing my eyes, my head dropped in realization as to what he was
essentially asking me to do. It took me a little while to catch on because he’d
never even so much as mentioned wanting to have…anal sex.

Alexa had told me once she’d tried it before and really enjoyed
it, but only after she got over the initial pain of it.

“You wanna have sex
that
way?” I asked, doing my best to control my nervous breathing.

“I’d like to try it with you, yes.” He
fisted himself and pressed against me. “I’ve claimed your mouth.” He slowly raked
his fingers down my back. “I’ve claimed your sweet pussy.” The tip of his cock pushed
against my clit. “Now it’s time I claim that luscious ass of yours.” Something pressed
against my puckered hole and I instantly clenched up.

 
Slowly, he pushed the tip
of his finger inside me. It felt so foreign and…odd.

 
“You have to relax.”

“I’m trying to, but we’ve never done anything like this before.”
I swung my head over my shoulder again. I had to see his face when I asked him,
“This is going to hurt, isn’t it?”
 

“Yes.”
Well, don’t sugarcoat
it for my benefit.
“At first, but once I’m in, you’ll love it. Trust me.”

Trust him? On this?
He’d
obviously forgotten I knew how large he was. He was most likely going to do
some damage, but he was trying to convince me I’d love it? All of my paranoia
caused me to clench up even more.
 

“Sara, you’re tensing again. Relax, sweetheart.”

“I’m trying,” I hollered. “But the anticipation of what it’s
going to feel like is not helping.”

“Okay. Well then, how about this?” I waited for him to say
something else, but instead he withdrew his finger, and the next thing I felt
was his tongue as he licked my pussy. Then he slowly made his way toward the
part of me he wished to claim.

I stilled all movement.
 
His touch was faint, at first, but the more he teased me, the more I
relaxed. Leaning back into his mouth, I allowed my body to feel, shutting off
any and all reservations I had about such an intimate act.

 
“Alek,” I cried out,
rocking against his mouth a little faster each time.

“That’s it, baby. Do you like that?” His voice was so damn sexy,
turning me on even more, if it was even possible.

“I love it,” I answered breathlessly.

“Good.” He moved off the bed and stood behind me, pulling me back
toward the edge until I was positioned where he wanted me.

I heard the click of the bottle as he opened it, then a few
seconds later, I heard the same noise as he sealed it shut.

My breathing suddenly picked up pace, nervousness racking my
entire body.

Something cold pressed against my virgin area, and before I could
say anything, his finger slipped inside once more, that time with a little more
ease.
 
The feeling was certainly strange
but the more he stretched me, the less it hurt.
 
Until he added a second finger.
 
Tensing up again, I tried to wriggle away but his hold on my waist was
firm.

“Sara, you’re never going to become used to my touch if you try
to move away from me.”
 
I knew without
even looking at him he was smirking.
 

“Easy for you to say,” I huffed.

He slowed his intrusion until I released some of my anxiety. The
more he pumped in and out of me, the more I loosened up, which was quite a
relief.
 

“I’m going to add another finger.”
 
His words instantly had me clenching.
 
“Relax, sweetheart,” he soothed, leaning
forward to kiss my neck.
 
“You’re doing
so well.
 
You’ll be able to take me much
easier when I’m done.”

After he was finished preparing me, he withdrew his fingers and
grabbed my waist.

“Are you ready?” he asked as he pulled me toward him.

I wasn’t going to lie. I almost freaked out when he seized my
hips and pushed the tip of his cock near my tight entrance. “Please go slow,” I
pleaded. Maybe I was making more out
of
it than I should. Maybe I’d end
up loving it, like he said.

Maybe…
goddamnit!
He
pushed past the exterior, a burning sensation radiating all through me. Squeezing
my eyes shut, I tried to breathe through the pain and not focus on the strange
feeling of being stretched apart.

There was certainly pain. He hadn’t lied about that part.

 
“That’s it, baby. You’re
doing great. Try and relax some more. Then I’ll be able to push in the rest of
the way.”
 

“Oh, God, Alek. I think you’re going to rip me in two.” He was so
large the burning sensation was only getting worse. Trying to focus on something…anything
else proved to be quite difficult. I was about to tell him I couldn’t do it
when I felt his finger start to stroke my clit.
 
By re-directing my focus, he’d distracted me
enough to relax, essentially decreasing the pain from him pushing further
inside me.

The more pleasure his fingers coaxed from me, the more my muscles
stretched around him, pulling him in and contracting around the thick steel of
his erection.

 
“I’m in all the way now, but
I won’t move right away. I want to give you time to adjust to me.” His hold on
my hips was almost as fierce as his entry. I knew he was on the verge of losing
control and he was trying to rein it in until he made me explode. “You’re so unbelievably
tight, Sara,” he groaned. “Luckily, it won’t take much for me to come this
way.” As soon as he moved, I instantly tensed back up. His hand worked me
faster, his fingers pinching and rubbing my clit until I couldn’t see straight.
It was hard to figure out where to focus, the pain or the pleasure. Which one
was greater?