Chapter 181

Chapter 181
[Amelia's POV]

Alex's arms tightened around me from behind, his mouth finding the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder. His lips were hot against my skin, more urgent than usual, like he was trying to memorize every inch of me.

"Millie," he whispered against my throat, his voice rough with emotion. "I thought I'd lost you yesterday. When you ran..."

The pain in his voice made my chest ache.

"You didn't lose me," I breathed, turning in his arms to face him. "I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

His amber eyes were darker than I'd ever seen them, almost gold in the dim light from the city below. There was something almost desperate in the way he looked at me, like he was afraid I might disappear if he blinked.

"I need you," he said simply, his hands framing my face. "I need to feel you, to know you're really here."

Alex's mouth crashed down on mine, his tongue thrusting past my lips with desperate hunger. I could feel his cock already hard against my hip, the thick length pressing insistently through his pants.

"Alex, please..." I gasped against his mouth, my hands already fumbling with his shirt buttons.

We were both trembling as we tore at each other's clothes. When my sweater hit the floor, Alex's eyes swept over my bare breasts, his pupils dilating as he took in my hardened nipples.

"So beautiful," he growled, backing me toward the wall until the cool glass pressed against my spine.

His hands cupped my breasts, thumbs circling my sensitive nipples until I arched into his touch with a soft cry. The sensation shot straight to my pussy, making me clench with need.

"Tell me what you want, baby," he commanded.

"Touch me," I whispered, embarrassment and arousal warring in my chest. "Please, Alex... touch my pussy."

His hand slipped beneath my jeans, fingers finding my soaked panties. "Fuck, Amelia. You're dripping wet already."

When his fingers slipped inside my panties and found my slick folds, I nearly sobbed with relief. He rubbed my swollen clit in slow circles, making my hips buck desperately against his hand.

"Your cunt is so hot and wet for me," he growled against my ear. "Tell me you've been thinking about my cock."

"Yes," I gasped, my cheeks burning. "God, yes... I need your cock inside me."

His fingers worked lower, one thick digit sliding inside my tight channel. I clenched around him, my pussy aching for more.

"These need to come off," he said roughly, tugging at my jeans.

I helped him strip away my remaining clothes, standing naked before him as his hungry gaze devoured every inch of my body. When I reached for his belt, my hands shook with anticipation.

"Jesus, Amelia," he breathed as I freed his cock from his pants.

His dick was thick and hard in my hand, the head already slick with precum. I stroked him slowly, watching his eyes flutter closed at my touch.

"Spread your legs for me," he commanded, his hands gripping my thighs.

I obeyed, feeling completely exposed as he stepped between my parted thighs. When his fingers found my pussy again, sliding through my wet folds, I moaned loudly.

"So wet," he murmured appreciatively, pushing two fingers deep inside my cunt. "All for me."

"Only for you," I gasped.