Bonds

Chapter 30

-Alex’s POV-

It was a brutal collision, furled by anger and a strange, possessive need. I took what I felt I deserved, a silencing of her constant tirade, a dominance over the situation that had spiraled out of control. Her lips were soft beneath mine, yielding at first, then hesitantly returning the kiss.

Her hands, which had been clenched at her sides in a futile attempt to mask his much I affected her, now found their way around me. She held on tight as I devoured her mouth with an intensity that surprised even myself.

The kiss was a battle of wills, each of us fighting for dominance. But as the seconds ticked by and her body began to respond. Her hands slid up my back and around to the front of me where they found their way under my shirt.

Her fingers traced my spine while my hands roamed over her body as well, tracing lines along her back and up under her shirt. I felt her skin beneath my fingers, warm and smooth. I felt her hands move to the front of my pants, undoing them with a quickness that surprised even me. I didn’t resist as she pulled down both mine and hers in one swift motion.

She looked up at me and I suddenly realized what was happening. Why I was reacting to her like this. I was picturing Amaya. I let out a low curse. She was the one I wanted and now I was thinking of her.

as Miranda’s hands found her way to my boxer, snapping me back to reality. Back to what was happening. She stroked my d***k through my boxer and

was getting me off as long as I found my release. Maybe that made me sound like an a**hole not Miranda had given me no reason to want to be a gentleman to her. After all this was all it began, she seduced me and she had always been a good f**k. My gaze

down at her, “Take me

groan and that was the go ahead she needed. She pulled down my boxer

I let

low growl, “Take me

me deep into her mouth, taking my entire length. I let out a low growl

to my d**k stroking it as she looked at me with lust filled eyes of hers. I pushed her against her car

wet and ready for me. She let out a whimper as my fingers found their way to the entrance, sliding inside her. She was already so wet. I f**d her hard and fast, my fingers moving in a blur as she let out one loud moan after another then I felt her body tense up as she came, screaming out

in the otherwise silent street. Her eyes, wide with a mixture of shock and something

call me Amaya? You were thinking of her? While you

forced a bored expression onto my face. “Maybe I mumbled, my

hurt in her eyes, a raw vulnerability i hadn’t seen before, should have elicited some kind of reaction from me. Pity, maybe, or even a flicker of guilt. But all I felt was a dull annoyance at the