Beautifully Twisted (21 page)

He smiles. “But do you love me?”

Alexa takes a deep breath.
What do I know about love? I wouldn’t know how to recognize it if it slapped me in the face.
“I’m not sure. I know I want to be with you though, more than anything I’ve ever wanted.”

“I’ll get you to love me, Lexi.” He leans in close and kisses the tip of her nose.

“If anyone can, Scotty, it’s you.”

He smiles and kisses her lips softly before pulling into traffic. Alexa reaches over and strokes his hand then runs her fingers up his arm over the soft texture of the gray cashmere sweater he wears.

“I missed your touch, Lexi.”

“I missed everything about you, Scotty.”

“I haven’t treated you well. That changes now.”

“Scotty, we need to go slow at this. I need to go slow.”

He glances at her for a moment, as if about to speak, but says nothing.

“Did you see Brett today?” she asks.

He nods his head. “I did.”

“Are you guys okay?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Are you still friends?”

He smiles. “Yes, of course.”

Yes, of course? After what I saw last night, it didn’t seem like such an obvious answer.

“Okay,” she says, skeptically.

“We had a very nice meeting of the minds. He understands that you belong to me and that he should not attempt to change that. He said he respected that and it was obvious to him you felt the same way about me. He assured me his interest in you going forward would be professional.” Alexa laughs just a little. It’s always amusing to her when Scott uses his “work words” as they call it when he’s being professional.

“Other than being your friend, you seemed really hell bent on making sure we didn’t end up together. It seemed like there was more to it than just your feelings for me,” Alexa states.

Scott clenches his jaw for a moment. “I told you, we’ve been very competitive for women in the past. He has stolen a few of them away from me before and I wasn’t about to sit back and let him take the most important woman in my life from me.”

“I’m the most important woman in your life?” Alexa asks as she leans over to nuzzle his cheek.

He pulls up to a stop light. “Alexa,” he reaches over and brushes her cheek with the back of his hand, “from now on, I promise you, you’re the only woman in my life.” He leans close and kisses her, pulling her into his arms as much as he can. The sound of a car horn honking behind them breaks them from their passionate kiss. Scott laughs. “I need to focus.”

Alexa smiles as they finish the drive to Scott’s hotel room. They pull in his parking space and she sits for a moment, grounding herself before they walk in. They ride the elevator silently, her thoughts swirling with unspoken words.
How do I feel about him? After everything they’ve been through, she knew he was the only man she wanted. Is that love?

“What are you thinking, Alexa?”

“I have a lot I’m thinking about. It’s almost surreal to be standing next to you right now. After New York I thought I never would again.”

He shakes his head. “Will you ever be able to forgive me for how I treated you that day? Can you understand at all how I thought I was doing the right thing?”

She looks at him for a moment while they walk down the hall to his room and enter.
Have I not forgiven him yet? Have I even thought about that?
She shakes out of her coat.

“Scotty, I need to ask you to stop asking me so many questions about my feelings. I need time to sort through them. For now, I just know I want to be here with you.”

She lifts up on her tip toes and kisses his mouth softly. He responds by pulling her close to him, and closing his mouth over hers. Her entire body tingles with pleasure as Scotty’s hands roam freely. His hand creeps up the back of her neck, tangling in her hair. She loves this feeling, the way he owns her body. It is her comfort on a cold day. His touch stimulates every nerve, every cell. Her heart beats stronger whenever Scott Patrick is near. Even in his dominant mode, she still found him completely irresistible. She knew that was a subject they still needed to tackle, but for tonight, she just wanted to be in his arms.

“Take me to bed,” Alexa whispers.

“Don’t you want dinner?” Scotty asks, his mouth still roaming over her flesh.

She shakes her head. “Later, please. I just want you right now.”

Surprising her, he bends down and scoops her up, carrying her into his bedroom. She giggles, amazed at this sudden romantic gesture. He lays her down on his bed and stands before her, slowly pulling his sweater over his head.

“Alexa Drake, I’ve waited so long to tell you how I feel about you. I didn’t even know how I felt until you were gone.” He removes his t-shirt, revealing the rippled, tattooed muscles of his torso. She reaches out and runs her fingers through the light hair that covers his chest. He grabs her hand and lifts it to his mouth, kissing it. He releases her hand, and unzips his pants, kicking off his shoes in the process. Her eyes wash over his body, anticipating the moment he will enter her once more. He grins as he pushes down the charcoal gray boxer briefs that cover his glorious erection. Her eyes immediately go there and soak him in.
This man is so fucking hot.

He walks towards her, smiling, and reaches for her hand. She lets him take it and watches as he guides it to his thick cock. Scott runs his hands over her legs as she strokes him gently.

“Fuck, baby girl. Even your hands are perfect. I want to be inside all of you, every opening you have, I want your mouth, your pussy, I even want your ass. All of you. I want to own every part of you.”

She inhales sharply. Scott has never said anything like that before. “You already do own all of me, Scotty.”

He moves closer, sucking her tongue into his mouth. “Say that again.”

“You own me. I belong to you. I always have. You taught me how to touch you like this.”

“And you’ve never touched anyone else like this.”

“No, never.”

He throws his head back enjoying the sensation of her hands. “Scotty?” He opens his eyes at the sound of her voice. “Get up here. I want you in my mouth.”

Scott climbs on the bed with Alexa and gets on his knees, his erection hovering just above her mouth. She rolls over onto her back and reaching out to him, slides her mouth over his impressive length. He lets out a small groan and rocks slowly back and forth in her hot mouth. She reaches up and caresses his balls in her hands, knowing how much he loves it.

“Fuck, Lexi, shit,” he groans as she sucks him. He can’t help but reach out to pull her hair. She responds by moving a little closer and swallowing him as deeply as she can, her mouth pumping him between her lips. She nibbles the head just a bit, knowing it turns him on.

“Yeah, Lexi, yes. Suck me, baby girl.”

She increases her pace, sucking him in. She reaches behind him and digs her nails into his ass as he fucks her mouth. She had to admit, out of all the things they do together, sucking his cock was her favorite. She loved the feeling of his hardness sliding in between her lips; it turned her on to see how much control he gave up in that moment. She craved the taste of him, all of him. His flesh, his cum, everything. She lifts her head to get him as deep in her throat as possible and braces as she feels his body tense. This was the moment she adored.

“Fuuuccck…” Scott breathes the word as he explodes hot liquid down Alexa’s throat. He slowly pumps in her mouth, keeping his head thrown back and his hand tangled in her hair. He slowly slides out of her mouth and smiles, pulling her up to her knees. He kisses her, dipping his tongue in her mouth. She loved that he has no boundaries in the bedroom; nothing stopped him from achieving maximum pleasure. She threw her head back as his lips sucked their way down her neck. She felt his hands begin to pull at the buttons on her blouse.

“Do you like this top, Lexi?” he asks, his voice thick with lust.

“It’s just a blouse, why?”

He doesn’t answer but grabs the front roughly, ripping all the buttons off. She gasps as she hears buttons drop on the marble floor and roll away. His hands grab her breasts, squeezing and kneading them between his strong fingers. She moans quietly as he leans in and gently bites her shoulder.

“You make me want to do such bad things to you, Lexi. You’re like kryptonite to me,” he whispers in her ear before he bites her ear lobe.

“What do you want to do to me?”

“I told you. I want to be inside every part of you.”

She looks at him with surprise in her eyes. “You can have whatever you want, babe, you know that.”

“Yeah?” he asks as his hands grip her neck the way she loves. He kisses her again, holding her close, expertly unclasping her bra with his free hand.

She pulls away and unzips the back of her skirt, scooting out of it while still on the bed. “You know what I want, Scotty?”

“Tell me. I’ll do whatever you want.”

“I want your tongue between my legs. I want to come the way only you can make me.”

“You know I’m happy to give that to you. Stand up and come over here.” She starts to get off the bed but he stops her. “No stand here, on the bed. Keep your stockings and your heels on, panties off, baby girl.” He smiles and licks his lips.

She grins and carefully stands, walking closer to him. Balancing herself on his shoulders, she lifts one leg over his shoulder, giving him full access to her. He lifts a finger and pushes it inside her, eliciting a quiet moan from Alexa. She feels his tongue caress her insides, down then up again, slow, torturous licking. She claws his shoulders, grinding into his face. He plunges his tongue in deeper, nibbling on her clit, driving her crazy.

As many men as she had go down on her in the last year, none of them, not one, could do what Scott could do. He just had a way with her that blew her mind time after time. He was her sex god. She felt his hands grip her ass and then suddenly her feet leave the bed. She wraps her legs over his shoulders, his stubbly face buried deep between them. She steadies herself by holding on to the headboard behind her, writhing and rocking like her very life depended on it. Scott continues the intensity of his sucking, determined to make her scream out his name, his favorite sound. He loved to watch her face and the tears of pleasure that stream down her cheeks after she has an orgasm.

She pushed harder against his mouth as he sucked her clit furiously. The words tumbling from her mouth, “Fuck, Scotty! Yes, baby, oh my God, baby, I fucking love it, I love it.” Her orgasm rocks her body, causing her to scream out, “Scotty!”

Scott throws her down on the bed and enters her before she has a chance to catch her breath, his mouth closing down hard on hers. She swirls her tongue around his, tasting herself on his lips. Lifting her hips, she forces him in deeper, tears streaming down her face. “Yes, Scotty, fuck me, fuck me so hard. Get in there, baby. God, I love your cock!”

“That’s right, Lexi, tell Scotty how you want it. Tell me what you need.”

“I need
you
, fuck! I always have. God, Scotty, I fucking love you!”

He slows for just a moment, staring at the writhing beauty beneath him, his face revealing his awe, before placing his hand on her collarbone, tightening his grip. She knows that this is his ownership move and she loves it.

“I need you too, Lexi. I always have and now, I’m going to finish you off, sweet girl.” He pushes her legs up, spreading them wider and pumps hard into her.

Alexa feels his body tense and she prepares for his climax. His hips smack into her, making a loud, pleasurable slapping noise as his cock slides effortlessly in and out of her.

“You’re fucking mine, Alexa,” he grunts and empties into her, spurring her own orgasm to hit once more. She cries out, digging her nails into the flesh of her own thighs. He lowers her legs and they rock together, coming down from that amazing high.

“Did you mean it, baby girl? Did you mean what you said?” Scotty asks, his eyes full of question.

Alexa’s mind races.
Oh shit, what did I say?
“Of course I meant what I said.”

Scott’s face falls. “You don’t even know you said it, do you?”

Fuck.
“I said a lot of things just now. What are you referring to specifically?”

He rolls away from her and sits up in the bed, running his hands over his head. “Are you ready for dinner?” he asks, his voice now flat and devoid of emotion.

“Yes I am but I still want to talk about this.”

He turns around and stares at her. “You said I fucking love you. Maybe that isn’t what you meant.”

Alexa’s eyes open wide as she reflects on the words she called out in the moment of passion they just shared.
Holy shit. I did say I loved him. Maybe I do.
She reaches out and runs her hands down his back. “Scotty, it surprises me that those words came from me. Not because I don’t feel it but because I didn’t know I did. You know your cock is like truth serum for me,” she says laughing, trying to lighten the mood once more.

His lips spread into a reluctant smile. “Maybe I can get you to say it again without the truth serum.”

“Maybe.”

“Dinner?”