Chapter 16
Alana stared up at him, her nerves were in shreds.
This was it.
She was going to do this again.
This time, sober.
And for the last time.
After tonight, she had to forget all about him.
As Stephan looked down at her face, all his thoughts scattered, his blood grew hot and he kissed her.
Shock disabled any defense Alana might have put up if she had known what Stephan was about to do.
He had already informed her that there was no going back now and somehow, she wanted this too.
His two hands cradled her head, threading through the strands of her hair, loosening it so that it fell in a heavy mass down her back.
She knew she shouldn’t want it this much, she should try to fight this a little but she could barely breathe as she felt his mouth slant over hers in a warm, intoxicating pressure to open and allow him to deepen the kiss.
She was so tensed. This was someone she shouldn’t be doing this with, given how beastly he was the last time yet all she wanted to do was sink into his embrace.
It was like that first night all over again, the intense building desire drowning out extraneous concerns, the reasons why she shouldn’t want this.
The pressure of his mouth changed, became firmer, harder.
His tongue traced along the seam of her tightly shut mouth and still Alana fought not to give in.
But her treacherous body was reacting again, and blood pounded through her veins.
His mouth feathered kisses all over her lips, touching, tasting, it was becoming a battle of wills and in that instant, something gave way with Alana.
She couldn’t win against him.
It was too hard to remain rigid and unmoved.
The emotion was still close to the surface and she couldn’t be sure she would be able to pull through without shattering completely.
With a tiny, frustrated moan of reluctant supplication, Alana softened her lips.
Stephan clasped her head even tighter and stepped between her legs with his whole body. It made a fire race through her and then, with devastating and skillful finesse, he kissed her until she couldn’t resist any more.
Her mouth opened to his totally.
The mixture of relief and lust was dizzying as her hands crept up over his shoulders to anchor herself in this maelstrom of sensations.
Tentatively, she allowed her tongue to follow when he retreated and the heart feeling of tongue touching tongue made her arch to get closer.
Amidst the raging desire, Alana was only hazily aware when he drew back and said throatily.
“Wrap your legs around me p>
She did so, automatically.
He brought a hand down to her bottom and carried her towards the living room.
She wanted him to kiss her again and never stop kissing her.
She wanted him with a bone-deep ache.
She pressed kisses against his neck, his jaw, anywhere she could reach.
The taste of his skin under her mouth was making her blood hum and her belly tighten even more.
When he laid her down on the sofa in his living room, he filled her vision.
Alana was incapable of thinking through the ramifications of what was happening.
Perhaps if she had allowed a moment of reality to sink in, but he stripped with impatient haste and any chance of sanity intruding disappeared when he came down on the sofa gloriously naked beside her, his skin gleaming dark golden in the dim room.
When he reached for the hem of her shirt, his fingers against her bare skin made it prickle and her belly contracted.
She let him pull it up and off completely aware of him throwing it away.
Her bra was dispensed with.
Her breasts felt tight and sensitively.
The tips tingling almost painfully, and as he ran a hand over one, she arched her back, her eyes closing as she bit her lip.
He drew off her skirt and she felt a moment of trepidation as he looked down into her eyes for a long moment. Finally, he bent his head, blocking out the light and he took her mouth in a long, drugging, soul-destroying kiss.
Their tongues tangled feverishly and Alana arched into him, relishing the friction of his chest against her breasts.
He pulled her into him even tighter, with one hand trailing down her back, leaving a line of fire in its wake.
He cupped her bottom before pulling her pants off and down her legs.
That familiar ache was building and coiling tighter and tighter, the wetness between her legs, she brought her leg up and over his instinctively opening herself to him in a way that had him groaning deep in his throat.
Alana put down a hand to touch and feel his silken length, like velvet over steel. He tensed against her and his mouth left hers.
She looked into his eyes and saw his cheeks flush, she consciously shut out all concerns. The fire building within her was the anchor she had to cling onto.
And she did, with a kind of desperation,
Stephan pulled her leg up higher over his hip and, still facing her, he reached down and pulled her hand away from its innocent caress.
He found the moist centre of her desire, his fingers searching and seeking for that place where all her nerve-endings seemed to react and her hands gripped his shoulders, her breath ragged.
He took his hand away and before she could protest, she felt the hard masculine fire of him thrusting upwards, a hand on her buttocks anchoring her more firmly against him.
“Ahh.” She gasped and felt her eyes widen as she felt that intrusion again, deliciously familiar and yet still slightly alien.
She was so inexperienced, it showed.
He wasn’t a man with much experiences either but with this woman, everything flowed.
And she made sex feel so overwhelming.
Her breasts moved up and down against his chest with her urgent breaths.
As he pushed in deeper, he felt her starting to accommodate his size, his length with a series of convulsive movements, a twitch of her hips.
It was as if she was bewitching him all over again.
He bent his head and kissed her deeply as he finally thrust all the way, burying himself inside her.
Her teeth nipped at his lower lip, her arms tightened around his neck and as he started to move, the world was reduced to this room, to this moment, this woman and the explosion that was approaching more swiftly with every driving moment of his hips into hers.
They teetered on the brink together.
“Ahh…Stephan…uhuhm.” Alana moaned, helplessly as she fell into a deep vortex of pleasure, so all consuming that if she hadn’t been clinging onto him, she feared that she would have been swept away forever.
He lay on top of her for a long while as they both struggled to steady their breathing.
Not wanting to crush her with his weight, Stephan moved to the side, shutting his eyes but still panting.
The sofa was far too narrow for the two to lie on. Alana glanced at him.
They were done now, right?
His eyes were closed and so she decided this was the perfect opportunity to do what she did best.
Run away before it got awkward.
She slowly rolled off the sofa and bent to pick up her clothes. She just had to quietly slip away.
Just then, she heard movements behind her.
Turning, she saw Stephan getting off the sofa and walking up to her.
Her eyes widened as she saw his hardened dick.
Damn!
That had really been inside of her?
Before she could say a word, he tackled her to the floor and she felt him widening her legs and trying to slide inside again.
“No…what are you p>
“I need more.” He growled.
“I don’t want to end up in a hospital again.” She whined.
“You won’t. Just this once p>
“No…that was enough..Sto…Ahh…mmm p>
He was already pounding into her again, resting his arms on the either sides of her head, he thrust in and out, giving her fast and brain-melting strokes.