Chapter 115 Relationship

Chapter 115 Relationship
Salvatore's POV
Her tiny gasp of shock filled my ears and she shut her eyes tightly. I could see her take several calming breaths.

When her hand reached for my trousers again, she was shaking. Quite visibly shaking.

I reached out to her by calling her name,
“Alexandria?"

“Mmhmm?" She didn't open her eyes.
“Look at me." I instructed.

Very slowly, she cracked open an eyelid, and then the other. Her blue eyes darted back and forth, refusing to focus on me.

"You're shaking.” I whispered, my breath filling the space between our faces.

Her bottom lip trembled as she shook her head, “I'm not."

I wanted to claim her lips right now. Show her just how wrong but so right this felt.

I want to show her how much I have always wanted, and needed her.

Her hands stayed on the waist of my trousers. Not wanting to go any further.

But with each second that passed, I could see her resolve slipping.

All it needed was one tiny push.

"Alex?”
"Yes, Sal?” She answered, her voice quivering.

"I want you to kiss me.”

That tiny gasp again and then a stutter,
"Wh…what?”

I could see her eyes stray to my lips, my chest, back to my face. Her lips parted, hung open.

I bent low, till our lips were almost touching and whispered against her mouth, "Kiss me like you mean it.”

She tugged on my trousers, smashing me against her as her lips merged with mine.

My hands cradled her face, as our tongues met, as our bodies melted into one another. When her arms wrapped around my neck and she stood on her toes, I lifted her off her feet till she was straddling me.

She moaned. Or it might've been me. I couldn't tell. I couldn't keep track of it The room spun, and the world was tilted.

I had no memory of moving across the room. Not until her back slammed into a wall and she gave a small oomph of surprise. But she didn't stop. She didn't let me go.

I anchored her to the wall with my thighs and moved a hand to squeeze her rock hard nipple. She gasped from the sensation and kissed me deeper.

I was hard and throbbing. Aching to be inside her.

“I want you Alexa." I moaned as my teeth lightly bit her bottom lip.

"I want you too.” She moaned, her hands exploring my chest.

Her eyes opened briefly. Blue orbs brimming with unbridled lust and passion.

It drove me crazy. I wanted to stare into them from below as she rode me to her satisfaction.

My hands slipped down to push my trousers all the way down but when my fingers tugged at the waistband of my briefs, she gasped again and buried her face in the crook of my neck.

"What is it?” I took her face in my hand and flinched at the look of fear that had completely settled on it.

Where was the lust and passion from a few seconds ago?

“Um…nothing. It…it's just…um." She was trying really hard to not let her eyes wander downwards.

“Alexandria... Have you…ever been with a man?”

Her cheeks colored a deep pink and she turned her face away from me, "Well, not really…."

“You've not?!"

I stepped back from her, allowing her legs to unfold from my waist and dropping her to the floor.

“I'm just…. How come you…What?"

“What can I say? I haven't had the time."

She shrugged. She smoothed her dress vigorously, embarrassment making her movement jerky.

“Never had a boyfriend or a crush or…”

"What's it to you anyway? Can we just... Not talk about it?”

"Not talk about it? My goodness, we were about to….I was going to….” I spread my hands helplessly, confusion and disbelief taking over.

She finally looked up at me and I felt my heart constrict at the hurt in her eyes. She was thinking along the same lines.

We would've done it and she would've felt ashamed for it. Not just ashamed, but the guilt would eat at her.

This was wrong.

And it was time to stop pretending it wasn't. To stop letting my wants drive me. I would hurt her in the process.

"I'm sorry. I really am.”

"It's okay.” She looked down again.
"I should just…. Come back and um, clean up later."

"Yeah. I…….. Yeah.” I wanted to pull her close. Comfort her in some way. I was still confused as hell about everything I was feeling and I knew she was too.

I reached my hand to her but she stepped back, "No. Please. Let's just... Let's leave things as they are. Please.”

"You're right.” I dropped my hand. "I'm sorry. I promise I won't try something like this again.”

She nodded, “Thank you. Goodbye Salvatore."

She brushed past me and left the room without sparing me another glance.

Immediately the door closed, I dragged a hand through my hair.

“Fuck!"

She was a virgin. I should've known all this time. I already guessed she was inexperienced but not that she had no experience at all. And wasn't she the same age as Kara?

It would be unfair to keep up the silly seduction and romantic moments. I couldn't do this to her.

I still wanted her badly. But not enough to take what she wasn't ready to give.

She was right. This was wrong.

I could almost hear my mother's voice in my head telling me to be a husband. I had a wife.

A wife I did not like. But what could I do?

I needed to forget about Alexandria.

I need to focus on being a husband. On work. On anything but being with her. Being her first.

I put my shirt and trousers back on and made my way across the house to the Mistress suite.

I met a maid fluffing the pillows. My wife was not in at the moment.

“Can I take a message for her, sir?"

“Yes. Tell Kara to pack her things. We're leaving for a getaway weekend tomorrow."