CHAPTER 57
ALEXANDER’S POV
We didn't move
We didn't speak.
My breath poured down her neck and her hands slowly caressed the back of my head. Our clothes were in the backseat somewhere, forgotten. A soft jazz music played through the speakers, a perfect backdrop to the thoughts that were beginning to fill my head.
Unlike before, they weren't chaotic or ravaged. These thoughts were calm, good and all about her, the woman laying beside me. I just couldn't get my mind off how she smelled, how soft her slick skin was against mine, how perfect her breasts were… how much I loved her.
I leaned forward, letting my arm brush against her still standing n*****s as I pressed my lip on her neck. She didn't resist, she didn't fight back. I let my lips make a trail down from her neck to her chest
