Chapter 77
Madison
He tossed his jacket over a barstool. “Worried about being stranded with me?” His eyes raked over my body, making my skin tingle. “The helicopter returns whenever I want it to. One call is all it takes p>
“And when would that be p>
“Tomorrow.” He prowled closer, backing me against the kitchen island. “We’re staying the night p>
“Just one night?” The counter’s edge pressed into my lower back as he caged me in with his arms.
His eyes darkened with amusement. “Not sufficient for you? We can always extend our stay another day.” His thumb traced my bottom lip, and I fought the urge to bite it.
“Not like that.” I tilted my chin up, meeting his gaze. “I was just asking p>
“Mhmm.” He leaned closer, his breath hot against my ear. “Because it sounded like you were hoping for more time alone with me in this very private, very secluded cabin p>
“You wish, Mr. Knight.” I placed my palm against his chest, though I wasn’t sure if I meant to push him away or pull him closer.
“I do wish.” His hand slid down my side, gripping my hip. “I wish for many things involving you and this kitchen counter p>
Heat bloomed across my cheeks. “Is that all you think about p>
“All I think about? Let me tell you exactly what runs through my mind p>
His fingers trailed down my side, igniting sparks along my skin. “I think about bending you over this very kitchen counter, your pussy dripping wet as I slide my cock inside you. I imagine your tits bouncing with every thrust, your nipples hard and begging for my mouth p>
My breath hitched as his words painted vivid pictures in my mind.
“I think about spreading you wide open on the bed, your legs shaking as I suck on your clit until you’re screaming my name. Or pinning you against the wall, fucking you so hard you forget your own name. Your tight little ass clenching around me as I drive deeper and deeper p>
He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through me. “I dream about those perfect breasts of yours – squeezing them, licking them, making you beg for more. Watching your eyes roll back as I take control, owning every inch of that gorgeous body p>
His hand slid up to cup my face, thumb brushing over my lips. “I fantasize about tying you up, leaving you at my mercy. Teasing you until you’re soaked and desperate, begging for release. Making you come so hard it leaves you trembling and weak p>
My heart pounded in my chest, his words stirring something primal inside me.
“And let’s not forget that sweet pussy of yours,” he continued, his voice like molten honey. “I want to feel it wrapped around me, so tight and hot. Hear you moan as I fill you up completely, stretching you with every inch of my cock p>
He pressed his body against mine, his arousal evident through his pants. “You see, Madison, I think about being intimate with you in every possible way: hard and fast, slow and deep. Taking you from behind while pulling your hair, watching your ass bounce with each thrust p>
My knees felt weak under the intensity of his gaze.
“But most of all, ” he whispered, lips brushing against my ear, “I think about how you’ll look when you’re completely undone by me – breathless, flushed, covered in sweat and cum. A beautiful mess that only I can create p>
His words hung in the air between us like a spell.
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“And that’s just scratching the surface,” he added with a wicked grin.
I swallowed hard, struggling to process the torrent of imagery he’d unleashed. My mind raced, and my body tingled in places I didn’t want to acknowledge.
“That’s quite the vivid imagination you have,” I managed, stepping back and away from his magnetic pull.
“One of my many talents, ” he replied, eyes darkening with that familiar predatory gleam. “Care to explore more of them p>
“Actually, I think I’ll go see the rest of the house p>
“Be my guest.” He stepped aside, but his eyes never left me, tracking my every move.
With a steadying breath, I walked away, the echo of his words still buzzing in my ears. The house felt like a labyrinth of luxury and temptation. Every corner seemed designed to lure you in and never let go.
I made my way up the winding staircase, marveling at the sleek modern design that still managed to feel warm and inviting. The upper floor opened into a spacious living area with plush couches and floor–to–ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of the desert landscape.
To my right, a master bedroom resembled something out of a dream. It featured a king–sized bed with crisp white linens and nightstands decorated with minimalist lamps. The room extended into an en–suite bathroom with a soaking tub positioned to overlook the mountains. I could easily imagine spending hours in that tub, letting the world fade away.
The balcony beckoned next. I stepped outside and was greeted by a gentle breeze carrying the scent of sagebrush. The view was nothing short of spectacular; it felt like standing on the edge of the world. I leaned against the railing, trying to absorb it all: the vastness of the desert stretching endlessly before me.
Alexander’s presence loomed behind me before he even spoke. “Like what you see p>
“It’s stunning,” I admitted, not turning around.
“I knew you’d appreciate it.” His voice was closer now. “I designed this place as an escape from everything p>
“You designed it?” That caught me off guard. “I didn’t know you were an architect p>
“I’m not,” he said with a chuckle. “But I have ideas. Lots of them.” His hands slid around my waist, pulling me back against his chest. “For instance, I have plenty of ideas about what we could do on this balcony p>
“Mr. Knight, we’re outside p>
“And? The nearest neighbor is miles away.” His lips brushed my neck. “Though I do enjoy how you blush at the thought p>
“ I’m not blushing.” I was totally blushing.
“No?” His teeth grazed my earlobe. “Then you won’t mind if I tell you exactly what I want to do to you right here p>
“You already gave me quite the detailed preview downstairs p>
“That was just the appetizer.” His hands wandered lower. “I haven’t even gotten to the main course p>
I twisted in his arms to face him, placing my hands on his chest. “Mr. Knight, being your girlfriend isn’t just about sex, you know. There’s more to a relationship – even a temporary one – than just physical intimacy p>
His eyebrows shot up. “Oh? Do enlighten me p>
“Normal couples go out, explore places together, enjoy each other’s company outside the bedroom.” I gestured at the stunning landscape around us. “Like this view – it’s breathtaking. But we’re already thinking about turning it into another setting for your
sexual fantasies. ”
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He studied me for a moment, his expression unreadable. “You want dates p>
“Is that so shocking?” I traced a pattern on his shirt. “I’m not saying we need candlelit dinners and roses, but maybe sometimes we could just… be p>
“Interesting.” His thumb traced circles on my hip. “I thought you wanted to keep our arrangement private p>
“We can still do things without broadcasting it to the world. Casual dinners in quiet restaurants, exploring places like this.” I waved at the desert expanse. “There’s a middle ground between hiding in hotel rooms and announcing it on billboards p>
A slow smile spread across his face. “You’ve given this some thought p>
“Someone has to think beyond the bedroom in this relationship p>
“Fair point.” He pulled me closer. “Alright, Miss Harper. I’ll take you on the proper dates. But-” his hand slid down to cup my ass, “-that doesn’t mean I’m any less interested in exploring every inch of you in every possible location p>
I bit my lip, considering his words. His hand on my ass sent tingles up my spine, making it hard to focus. “I suppose I can handle that arrangement, Mr. Knight p>
“Can you now?” His eyes darkened with that familiar predatory gleam. “Because I have plans that’ll make our previous encounters look tame in comparison p>
“ Is that supposed to scare me away p>
“No.” He nipped at my ear. “It’s supposed to make you wet just thinking about it p>
Heat rushed to my face. Damn him and his ability to make me blush with just a few words.
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