Page 11 of Checkmate
“I know your game, Sophie,” he said. “Trying to claim me as your own won’t work, and you know that.”
“I know —”
“Do you? Trying it on in the elevator, practically hugging me in the cab. Seems to me like you’re trying to stake your claim.”
He leaned over her, hardening in his pants. She knew where this was leading, as well as he did.
“Alex, no. I swear—”
His lips crashed into hers, silencing whatever protest she’d thought up. Her words didn’t matter.
He knew what he was about to do was one hell of a risk. If anyone should walk by…
But Giovanni’s was as dead as it ever was. The street that housed it was completely empty.
No amount of reflection would ever help him understand why that was the moment he snapped.
Perhaps it was her attempt at some public affection or the fact she was asking him to spend a fortune on her for lunch. Whatever it was, right then, he wanted to punish her.
His hand moved under her skirt, grabbing her tights and tearing them from her. He’d love to hear her explain that one to her husband. He pushed her underwear to one side, his fingers slipping between her lips to feel the dampness already waiting.
“Fuckin’ dirty bitch,” he muttered against her lips. “Is this what you wanted, hm?”
“Yes,” she breathed. “God, yes. Alex, fuck me, please.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
He kissed her again, his lips hard against hers as his fingers teased at her entrance, making sure she was wet and ready for him.
She had pissed him off, but he wasn’t a monster, and a dry pussy just didn’t feel good.
Fumbling with his zipper, he released his cock, stroking himself to full hardness. He pulled her leg around his waist, ripping her skirt slightly in the process as he pushed himself inside her.
She moaned against his lips, her hands moving behind his head. He snatched them up, pinning them to the wall above her head.
He fucked her without mercy, unbothered by her pleasure. Her moans, barely silenced by his brutal kisses, did nothing for him. If she came, it wouldn’t be because of anything he did.
He wasn’t usually so selfish, but something about her behaviour today had pissed him off. Now, she was nothing but something warm for him to fuck.
She bit his lip, trying to tease him, only infuriating him further. Pulling away, he pushed her face away from him, pressing it into the wall.
“When are you going to learn, Soph? You don’t call the shots here.”
“This is so fucking hot,” she groaned, tightening her legs around him and pulling him harder into her.
Had she not expressed interest in a similar fantasy, Alex would have worried she was doing this purely to stay on his good side.
But no.
Sophie was a dirty, dirty girl who loved nothing more than feeling used by the men she gave her body to.
He pressed her hips into the wall and buried his face in the crook of her neck, focused on his pleasure as he slammed into her.
“Fuck, Alex, I’m gonna—”
“I don’t fucking care. Shut up.”
Biting into her shoulder, Alex closed his eyes, letting himself get caught up in the moment.
