CH 17 ~ Want Her (18+)

"What do you mean- mmph!!!"

Alex suddenly leaned over her as he sealed her mouth with his forcefully.

Where, Rennie widened her eyes as she punched Alex's chest to push him away; but he grabbed her more tightly.

He doesn't know what to do except this.

How to keep her with him except using force.

The more he listens, the more guilty he feels and fear rises in his heart that she might really leave.

He doesn't want his newly realised feelings for her to end before it starts.

Rennie clenched her eyes shut as she bite his lips fiercely, the tears she tried so hard to keep in finally came out.

Feeling the wetness on her cheeks, Alex finally distanced himself a little from her as he realised he did it wrong.

"Don't cry... It was my fault... Am sorry, Am sorry,"

Alex whispered as he cupped her small face in his hands and put his forehead on hers and stroked his fingertips on her lips.

"I always thought that one day I would make love with my husband,"

Rennie confessed on a whisper as she wailed.

"But we don't do that, do we? We have sex... we..."

She used a word that she had never in her life uttered before and Alex flinched slightly in response to it.

As the soothing stroke of his fingertips stopped abruptly.

"Don't use language like that,"

Alex growled.

"It doesn't suit you!"

"Well, it's what you once called it!!!"

Rennie defended herself as she glared at him with tearful eyes.

"I would never..."

"You did..."

She interrupted what she knew would be a denial.

"On our wedding night, after the first time.... I tried to... to..."

Rennie blushed as she remembered her naivety back then.

She had reached over to snuggle with him and he had moved all the way to the edge of the bed in an effort to get away from her.

"Well, anyway, you told me not to mistake what we did with any act of love.

That it was much more basic than that.

Just sex, you said, just... well... you know..."

Alex's hands had dropped from her face to her shoulders and his blue eyes narrowed on her painfully humiliated face.

His grip tightened on her shoulders and she squirmed slightly before it let up and he kneaded her shoulders slightly.

"Rennie, I was pretty hammered on our wedding night,"

She nodded her brown eyes bright with tears as she remembered how long he had made her wait for him.

Her innocent, eager anticipation had been dashed when the dignified, distant husband who had left her all alone in their hotel suite had returned three hours later.

So drunk that he could barely hold himself upright.

He had fallen onto the bed and immediately passed out, leaving Rennie shattered.

Two hours later, his skilful hands on her body had brought her out of a restless doze and he had strummed at and played with her body like it was a finely-tuned musical instrument.

Making her a willing slave to his every command.

Such had been her response that it had barely registered that his lips hadn't once touched hers.

He had kissed just about every other part of her body and afterwards, while she strove to maintain the closeness between them, he had all-but destroyed her fragile spirit by pushing her away.

Rennie could tell that Alex was recalling the events of that night too and his eyes dropped to where her hands clenched into a ball tightly.

He dropped one huge hand over hers to stop the movement.

"I resented you very much,"

Alex admitted with a painful voice and Rennie could understand how hard he tried to speak without showing that.

"Because I felt trapped..."

"Wrong tense,"

Rennie spoke as her tears stopped coming out from her eyes.

"Your resentment is still very current."

"Things change, Ren."

"Some things are inexcusable, President Crawford,"

Rennie whispered painfully.

"And unforgivable."

"We're not getting anywhere with this,"

Alex growled in frustration and she dragged her hands out from under his.

"That's what I've been telling you for the last three days,"

Rennie pointed out and he bit off a curse before getting up abruptly.

And she jumped up too, to avoid being intimidated by his height.

But she had miscalculated, he was still too close to her and when she got up, her breasts brushed up the length of his body from groin to torso.

They both immediately went still as awareness simmered between them.

Rennie made a soft sound and attempted to put some distance between them but Alex's arms came up to circle her loosely.

His hands meeting in the small of her back and the tips of his fingers just brushing against the slight swell of her backside.

Her own hands came up to firmly brace against his chest, she wanted to push him away but somehow her hands were idly stroking instead of exerting any force.

His large hands moved down to fully cup her backside and he lifted her slightly until she could feel his sudden arousal.

He lazily pushed himself against her, dipping his head until his mouth was next to her ear.

"Despite everything, Ren, you want me,"

Alex whispered, his breath hot and lips against her ear.

"And God knows I want you too..."

"Just sex,"

Rennie protested weakly as she didn't wanted to admit her feelings anymore.

"Maybe,"

Alex nibbled her earlobe gently, before moving down to nuzzle the sensitive spot just below her ear, something he knew made her crazy.

It didn't fail this time, as she gasped and wound her arms around his neck to push herself closer to his hard body.

His tongue gently circled the highly-sensitive erogenous zone and Rennie moaned wanting more.

His wicked, hot mouth moved down to her throat, licking, sucking and nibbling the exposed skin along the way.

Where, Rennie unwillingly buried her face in his short, soft hair and muffled a moan of pure sizzling lust.

His hands were busily yanking her white shirt out of the waistband of her skirt and they both groaned when his hands finally made contact with the naked skin of her back.

Alex swept his hands up to the clasp of her bra, unhooked it expertly and brought his hands around and under the lacy little C-cups.

She cried out and arched violently against him when his thumbs found her sensitive nipples and he half-laughed, half-groaned at her wild reaction to his touch.

"I want you, Ren… stay with me."

Alex whispered, his breath feathering against the skin of her neck, where he was nibbling gently.

"You know it too, how much I want you!"

She sobbed wishing she was more adept at resisting him but desperately wanting him too, despite her bitterness, her anger and her frustration.

She nodded slowly, tears seeping from between her closed eyes and trickling down her cheeks.

"Please..."

Rennie didn't know if she was begging him to stop or to continue but Alex took it as an assent.

One of his hands dropped from her breasts and tugged at her skirt until it was bunched up around her hips.

Where her brief, lacy panties were swiftly dealt with and his hot, urgent fingers found her damp hole with unerring accuracy, stroking, plunging and preparing her.

Alex pulled her a little closer as he kissed her lips softly and patiently, taking his time to make her feel him; his feelings and his fear.

She might have fall first, but unknowingly, He fall harder in just a short span of time.

Rennie decided to be a little bold and with that, her hands dropped to his belt buckle.

She fumble with the opening of his trousers until she held him captive in her small hands.

Doing her own stroking and caressing, loving the familiar satiny feel of him, loving the heat, the hardness, the substantial size...

"Agh...hah!"

Alex made an animalistic sound because of her sudden touch which she never did willingly before.

He swinged her around and backing her up until she was leaning against the study table.

Where he had so casually been half-sitting on before.

He lifted her up until her backside was firmly planted on the desk and moved between her spread thighs.

Tilting her pelvis slightly, until he had the angle just right, he finally, with a groan of pure satisfaction, sank into her soft, welcoming heat.

Rennie's breath hitched as she was, once again, caught by surprise by his length, girth and incredible hardness.

She lifted her slender legs and clasped them around his hips as, after the first gently thorough thrust, he simply rested against her.

With his hands braced on the desk on either side of her hips, he lifted his head to look down into her eyes.

Rennie was stunned by that, as he had never simply just looked at her before, not in bed nor out of it.

His dark blue eyes continued to search hers and she wondered what it was he was looking for.

She licked her lips nervously and his gaze dropped to her mouth and something completely unrecognizable suddenly flared in his eyes.

His pupils dilated until his blue eyes were virtually turned black.

Rennie's breath was starting to come in little gasps as she tried to control her own need to move against him.

Her hips gave the slightest twitch and she felt herself spasm around him.

He hissed at the movement, his face clenching as he finally withdrew slightly, only to plunge back into her as if he couldn't bear to leave.

That was all it took for Rennie's head to fall back limply and her mouth to open on a soundless scream of ecstasy.

The record speed of her orgasm seemed to take Alex by surprise, as well as, trigger his own.

With a shocked sound and another half-thrust, he buried himself as deep as he could go, arching backwards in the process and coming violently.

It seemed to last forever but eventually his entire body went limp and he half-collapsed against her, burying his face in her damp neck.

"I hate you, Alex..."