Chapter 576: Not Until I Ruin You

"I am not done, darling," Alex said, and the smirk was still on his mouth. "Not until I have ruined you in every way I can think of."

His hands closed on her waist. Before she could answer, he pulled out of her in one slow drag and turned her over as if she weighed nothing, guiding her onto her stomach and then up onto her knees.

Victoria’s breath caught in anticipation, a whimper slipping out at the sudden emptiness, but she did not argue. She let him place her, face toward the pillows, hips lifted, already shaking for whatever he meant to do next.

The charcoal sheets were a mess beneath her. Amber light caught the wet shine between her thighs, and the curve of her ass as she arched for him.

Alex knelt behind her and ran a hand down her back, then filled both palms with her. He squeezed, slow and unhurried, feeling how soft she was, how she gave under his fingers and then settled back into his hands. A quiet sound left him, pleased.

"These feel even better than they look," he murmured, close to her ear, giving her another firm squeeze. "Soft. Perfect in my hands. I could play with them like this all night."

He parted her with his thumbs, holding her open, and lined the thick head of his cock against her.

Victoria shivered and pushed back into his grip. A moan caught in her throat, and she turned her face into the pillow to smother it, the sound coming out muffled and shaky against the sheets.

Alex’s hand left her hip and caught a fistful of her hair, not rough, just enough to turn her face back toward him.

"Do not hide your voice in the pillow," he said. "I want to hear everything that comes out of your mouth."

He pushed in.

One hard stroke buried him to the hilt, and Victoria cried out as he stretched her open again, the thickness of him knocking the air from her lungs. His fist stayed in her hair, her face turned toward him, and the moan came out loud and broken, exactly as he had wanted.

"Alex... ah... so deep..."

He kept his fist in her hair and did not give her time to adjust. He drew back and drove in again, then again, a hard, steady rhythm that filled the room with the wet sound of skin meeting skin.

Each thrust jolted her forward. Her ass shook against his hips. She pushed back to take him, moaning his name, the stretch of him already too much and still not enough.

"Harder," she gasped, her voice wrecked. "Don’t stop... please... I can feel all of you..."

Alex gave it to her. His grip tightened in her hair, holding her where he wanted her, and he fucked her faster, the slap of his hips against her ass loud and obscene.

Victoria’s arms gave. Her face dropped toward the pillow, but the sounds kept coming, helpless and unashamed, every stroke pulling another cry out of her.

"Alex... I’m close... ah... don’t pull out..."

She shattered around him. Her back arched, her walls gripping him in tight, desperate pulses, and the cry that left her was loud and broken. She shook through it, moaning his name, pushing back to take him even as the orgasm rolled over her.

Alex did not stop. He fucked her through it, faster, the wet sound of it filling the room, the bed still moving with them. He did not ease off when she came. He kept her on her knees and drove into her in deep, relentless strokes, one hand fisted in her hair, the other locked on her hip.

Fifteen minutes passed like that. Victoria was already wrecked, moaning into every thrust, her arms gone, her body shaking and still pushing back to take him. The veins along his arms stood out as his grip tightened. His cock swelled inside her, stretching her even further, and the change pulled a broken cry out of her throat.

"Alex... ah... you’re... bigger..."

He felt the heat coil tight at the base of him. His breath turned rough against her shoulder, and his hips snapped harder, skin against skin, the headboard knocking the wall in the same rhythm.

"Alex... I’m close... ah... cum inside me," she begged, pushing back to meet him. "Fill me up... I want to feel it... please... don’t pull out..."

"Be ready, darling," he growled. "I am about to fill you."

"Yes... fill me," she begged, wrecked and shaking. "Please... I want to feel it... don’t pull out..."

He drove into her once more, deep enough to knock a cry out of her, and then he stayed there. His hips locked flush to her ass. A low, rough groan tore out of him as he came, thick and hot, pulsing deep inside her in heavy waves.

"Alex... ah... so good... so good..."

The words broke apart as the heat spread through her. Her walls clenched around every pulse, milking him, and the moan turned into a cry she could not hold. Tears slipped down her face into the pillow. She pushed back, shaking, taking all of it, every thick rope he emptied into her, still moaning his name as he filled her.

He did not pull out. His fist stayed in her hair, his breath rough against her shoulder, and he kept grinding in slow, deep rolls while he finished, making sure she felt the last of it.

Only when the pulses stopped did he loosen his grip. She dropped into the pillows, smiling and shaking, his cum already leaking around him where he was still buried.

He eased out of her and rolled her onto her back, then settled beside her so they were face to face. His cock rested against her thigh, still thick, only half soft. Victoria shifted closer until their bodies touched again, her leg over his, her forehead against his.

For a while they only breathed. Alex brushed the hair from her damp cheek and kissed her, slow this time, nothing like the way he had held her hair. She answered it, her hand coming up to his jaw, the kiss unhurried and warm.

"You all right?" he asked against her mouth.

"Better than all right." She smiled, still close enough that the words touched his lips. "You were not careful. I liked that."

"You asked me not to be."

She laughed softly and kissed him again, longer, her fingers sliding down his chest. When her hand found him, she wrapped it around the heavy length of him and stroked once, lazy, pleased that he had not gone down.

"I love this," she said, playful, giving him another slow caress. "And I love how he takes care of me. If I could, I would keep him inside me and never let him out."

Alex’s mouth curved against hers. "Then why did you let me take it out?" His hand settled on her hip. "Or are you already thinking about putting it back?"

"I wish I could," she said, dreamy, her hand still resting on him. "But I need a little time. You did not leave me in any state to start again."

She kissed the corner of his mouth, then drew back just enough to see his face. The smile stayed, softer now.

"So tell me about the meeting instead," she said. "What happened? That old man didn’t try anything, did he? You took long enough coming back."

Alex smiled. "How could he do anything to me?"

He lifted his hand between them. A thin file appeared in it, as if it had been waiting there, the cover plain and unmarked.

"In fact," he said, "I brought you a gift."

Victoria’s expression changed as she looked at it. The softness left her face. She pushed herself up on one elbow, her eyes on the file, then on him.

"What is that?" she asked.

"Why don’t you open it yourself?" Alex said.

Victoria took the file from his hand. She sat up a little, the sheet slipping to her waist, and opened it with careful fingers. For a second she only looked. Then her eyes widened.

"Is this real?" she asked. "Is it what I think it is?"

Alex’s mouth curved. "What? You don’t believe I could pull this off?"

She closed the file. The disbelief on her face softened into something warmer as she looked at him, the papers forgotten in her lap.

"I believe you," she said. "I knew it the moment I saw it. No one else could have done this. Only you."

Victoria’s smile thinned. She looked at the closed file, then back at him, and the warmth in her eyes gave way to something more careful.

"But how did he agree?" she asked. "What did you promise him?"

The concern was clear. She was not asking out of curiosity.

Alex met her gaze without shifting. "Nothing much," he said. "A few pieces of information. That was all he wanted."