Viktor(36)

Chapter 12





Alexis





His fingers curl around my chin and force me to stand. The look in his eyes has suddenly changed. It surprises me … catches me off guard. It’s a look of pleasure … insatiable need.

Like now that he’s had a taste, he only wants more.

And for some reason, it doesn’t scare me, even though it should.

I gave him something he hadn’t felt in a long time; I can feel it in the way he touches me and looks at me … He’s completely obsessed. And it’s exhilarating, fueling my desire for him too.

My pussy thumps from just his fingers gently brushing across my cheeks, and I wonder why.

I’ve never had such a strong reaction to a man, let alone a scarred one.

But that’s just it.

His scars.

They make him even more attractive in a strange way.

Make him different from all the other men I’ve ever been with.

He doesn’t take without permission. He doesn’t want me and all the other girls just because he can … He wants me because he can’t have me.

Except I’m not sure about that last part anymore, which freaks me out.

When he asked me to stay, I could sense he needed it, and I wanted to give that to him. Not just out of pity or because I needed to return a favor … I wanted to do it.

I stepped into that shower and sucked him off because I felt like it. Because I craved him.

Fuck.

I never crave guys.

So then, why do I crave him?

My pussy thumps again, and I want to swat his hand away, but then he suddenly grabs my arms and pulls me out of the shower.

“Hey, what are you doing?” I say, as he puts me near the door and grabs two towels, throwing one at me.

“Taking you to my bed.”

My eyes widen, and I swallow back the lump in my throat, my pussy thumping … again.

Why does it sound so hot when he says it like that? Fuck.

He grins when he sees my flustered face, and I immediately frown. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like you know what I feel.”

“Who says I don’t?” He throws the towel over his head and rubs his hair dry, but I still see his stupid grin.

And the huge cock that dangles between his legs.

The same cock that just exploded in my mouth.

God, this is so screwed up.

I wrap the towel around my chest, suddenly aware of the fact that I’m completely naked, even though I never get like that around men. Around clients.

But I guess he’s no ordinary client anymore. Not now that I’ve willingly sucked his cock without expecting anything in return. The same cock that belongs to the man who exchanged my life for my sister’s just like that.

Fuck. I should’ve run when I still had the chance.

“Don’t think so much,” he muses, as he wraps his towel around his hips, hiding the yummy lick-stick. No. No, Alexis! Don’t you fucking think like that. I slap myself.

“And don’t slap yourself,” he says, laughing a bit.

“It’s not funny,” I say. “And why are you using my own words against me?”

“Because you obviously need to hear ‘em too.”

I narrow my eyes at him, but then he comes toward me. I can already imagine him putting his hands on me again, and it turns me right into a puddle. I don’t do puddles. What is wrong with me?

“What’s wrong, Lexi?” he asks, as places his hand on the wall behind me, the other tipping my chin up.

“Nothing. Nothing’s wrong,” I say, but I can’t seem to hide that damn shivering lip.

He leans in, placing his forehead against mine. “Having second thoughts?”

“No,” I say. “Regret isn’t part of my life. Ever.”

“Good.” His thumb brushes across my lip again, and for some reason, I can stop imagining it’s his lips instead. “Because I don’t regret it either. You told me not to. And do you remember why?”

“Yeah …”

“You said you wanted me too,” he whispers, leaning in even farther until I can feel his hot breath on my skin again.

“I did,” I whisper.

My eyes close automatically, already able to taste him even though he’s not touched me yet. Fuck me; I’m really done for. I can’t fight this, even though it feels wrong.

“Tell me then. Tell me that you want me,” he whispers, his tongue darting out to swivel across my top lip. “Tell me the truth.”

My body arches toward his. “I do … I want you.”

“You want my body … my cock … and that’s okay, Lexi. If that’s all you want, I’ll take it. It’s more than nothing. It’s more than I’ll ever have … more than I’ll ever deserve.”