LOGIN**ALEXANDER**
“Alexander,” she whimpered. I kept thrusting in and out with my tongue, then went back to sucking her clit until she finally came on my face, screaming my name. Her face lazily turned looking down at me. Her lips were parted; her breathing was out of control.
“You taste so good, Emily.”
I got back up on my feet and picked her up. Her legs crossed around my torso; I was going to kiss her, but I stopped. The intense look she was giving me was enough to make my legs feel weak. I managed to locate the bedroom with my eyes still on her, and I gently dropped her onto the bed.
“Your turn,” Emily said.
Her eyes fluttered up to meet mine, then to my dick, which really needed some sort of release.
“You don't have to, Emily.”
“I want to.” She bent down to my dick level. Her hand went to my shaft and began stroking it through my clothes very gently. Her soft touch was enough for a groan to escape my lips. My hand grasped her chin, and I brought her lips to my boner, where she placed a soft kiss on it. It was enough for butterflies to brush against my stomach. “Ahh, fuck.” Everything this girl was doing seemed so gentle, so serene, so pure. Slowly, I let go of her chin, and she proceeded to pull down my zipper and unbuckle my belt until my trousers were on the floor. Then she proceeded to pull down my boxers, and her eyes widened in disbelief. “I'm supposed to take all that?” she gasped, looking up at me. “It was a nice confidence boost.” I didn't respond; I just looked at her with a warm smile, like a pussy-whipped fool.
She just sighed, looking back down at my dick. Her hand rose up to grab hold of my dick. Though she did the bare minimum of just touching it, it felt so magical to me; I couldn't quite get enough of this girl. Her hand added motion, and she began rubbing back and forth repeatedly. While I couldn't take my eyes off her, I grabbed hold of her hair. It was so soft, like silk. Her hand slipped from my length, just as I had wanted, and I pushed my dick into her mouth. Emily widened her eyes and stared back up at me. “I want your eyes looking at me at all times,” I informed her. My grip on her hair increased as she kept sucking me. I could feel myself reaching my limit. “Fuck,” I groaned, rolling my head back. I let go of her head, signaling that I was about to cum, but Emily's mouth went all the way, deep-throating me, which shocked me; I thought she wouldn't want it in her mouth. Without a second thought, I released my cum into her mouth, and she swallowed, making a smirk appear on my face.
I pulled my dick out of her mouth, and a small cough escaped her lips. “You're being such a good girl,” I said. I took off my coat and my shirt; I was now fully naked.
“Take yours off,” I informed her, walking towards the bedside table. I opened the drawer for a condom I had previously put there.
When I turned around, she was fully unclothed like me. She looked a little more shy now, so I gave her a reassuring kiss on her forehead. “Having doubts?”
“N... No. No,” Emily stammered.
“You can always say no, Emily,” I smiled.
Emily shook her head. “No, Alex; I want to do this,” she assured me.
"Lie down, your back on the bed now," I commanded; "I can't wait any longer." I took the condom, ripped it open with my teeth, slid it on, and angled myself in between Emily's thighs. I began kissing her shoulder, her neck, and her cheeks until I made my way to her soft lips. My eyes stared into hers, and a smile appeared on her lips.
"I'm ready," she said.
With that said, I pushed myself into her soaking pussy, her wet juices all over the tip of my dick. I thrust very slowly, not wanting to hurt her just in case, she hadn't done it before, so I had to take into consideration that if it was her first time, it could hurt a little. With every small thrust, a moan would escape her mouth. "It's music to my ears."
Her hands made their way around my neck and began digging her nails into me. I didn't mind it; I quite liked it.
"Could you not go the whole way?" Emily moaned out in desperation.
I just chuckled. "Baby, I'm barely halfway in." Her eyes widened, then she looked down at our joined bodies.
"Oh," she mumbled, embarrassed. "Is it too much for you?”
“No! Keep going,” she smiled shyly.
“Fuck, Emily, you are so tight.” I buried my face in her neck and began kissing her warm, soft skin, which only added to her pleasure.
“Ahh, Alexander,” Emily gasped, gritting her teeth. Her walls tightened around me more than before. I continued my pace, moving in and out of her; her walls clenched around my dick.
“Alexander... I... I think... ahhh, Alex, I'm...”
“Shhhh, I know… I know, baby. Come for me.” Reaching for her sensitive clit, I rubbed it while ramming into her now. Emily let out a painful cry as she came apart, dripping and coating my length.
“Fuck,” I tightened my grip on her hip bone. I began fucking her hard and fast. With a heavy breath, I started shooting loads of cum inside the condom.
“Fuck, Emily.” My hands gently moved away from her neck, and a smile appeared on my face. My eyes scanned her beautiful body, and I quickly looked away. I didn't want to get hard again. Her elbows made contact with the bed.
“I will clean myself and leave now if you want?” Emily said. My eyes widened in confusion and panic. “Why would you think I'd want you to leave?” She didn't say anything; she just stared back at me. “I’ll clean you up, just wait here,” I mumbled, withdrawing from her hole, getting off the bed, and walking to the bathroom. I firstly wiped my shaft, seeing a tiny bit of blood on it. “Fuck... did I hurt her?” Getting some clean, wet clothes, I walked back into the bedroom to see her still lying down. I made sure to clean her up completely. Lifting her up to dispose of the bed sheets, I noticed a stain of blood on the bed. I glanced over at her to see her reaction. “Is that your first time?” I asked once again, wanting to know the truth.
EMILY GRAYSON'S The next morning, I woke slowly. Not because of an alarm, but the sunlight—warm sunlight spilling through the bedroom windows. For a moment, I lay there blinking at the ceiling, confused. Then I remembered: my birthday, the party, Santorini. A smile immediately pulled at my lips until I reached across the bed. Empty. I frowned; the other side was cold. Of course, Alex was already awake. I sat up, stretching before glancing at the clock. Ten thirty. That alone was enough to shock me; I never slept this late. A folded note resting on the pillow beside me caught my attention. Immediately suspicious, I picked it up. The moment I recognized Alex's handwriting, I smiled. “Good morning, love. Before you accuse me of abandoning you, I'm downstairs handling something for thirty minutes. I made breakfast. It's waiting for you. Eat. That wasn't a suggestion. —Alex”I laughed. Of course, he had left instructions. The man genuinely believed I needed supervision twenty-four hours
EMILY GRAYSON'S For a long moment after the kiss ended, neither of us spoke. We simply stood there together beneath the glow of candlelight, our foreheads resting against each other while the fountain whispered softly nearby. The world felt distant. Small. Like everything beyond this moment had stopped existing. Alex's hand remained against my face, his thumb brushing lightly across my cheek. His gaze never left mine. It almost made me shy. "What?" I asked softly. A faint smile touched his lips. "Nothing." I narrowed my eyes. "You're staring." "I know." "Why?" His expression softened. "Because you're beautiful." I groaned immediately. "Oh, absolutely not." A quiet laugh escaped him. "Not this again." "You say things like that with a straight face." "Because they're true." I rolled my eyes. "See? That's exactly what I'm talking about." Alex looked entirely unbothered. "I could list more reasons." "Please don't," I said quickly. "I wasn't asking permissi
EMILY GRAYSON'S For a while, neither of us moved. Alex's arms stayed wrapped around me while the distant sounds of music drifted through the night air behind us. The mansion glowed warmly against the darkness, its lights spilling across the gardens like something out of a dream. And standing there in his arms, I didn't want the night to end. His fingers moved absentmindedly along my waist, slow and possessive beneath the thin fabric of my dress. Comforting. Protective. Mine. I closed my eyes briefly, breathing him in. "You're thinking too hard again," Alex murmured above me. I smiled faintly against his chest. "You know me too well." "I make it my business too." The quiet certainty in his voice warmed something deep inside me. I tilted my head back slightly to look at him. "You always say things like that so casually." A small smirk touched his lips. "Because they're true." God. I genuinely didn't know how one man could be this intense all the time
EMILY GRAYSON'S Night slowly settled over the estate, wrapping the mansion in soft golden light and distant music.Most of the guests had drifted inside by then, but the warmth of the celebration still lingered everywhere. Empty glasses rested across the tables, and candles flickered gently in the evening breeze. Somewhere inside the mansion, Lexi was still laughing loudly about something Raphael is saying.But out in the garden, everything felt quieter now. Softer. More intimate.I stood near the edge of the balcony outside our room, overlooking the estate grounds below, my fingers lightly tracing the diamond bracelet around my wrist.Alex's mother's bracelet.Even now, I still couldn't fully believe he had given it to me. The sound of footsteps behind me was enough to make warmth bloom instantly in my chest. I smiled before even turning around."You disappear a lot for someone hosting a party," Alex murmured softly behind me.I glanced over my shoulder."And you follow me around a
EMILY GRAYSON'S The celebration lasted well into the afternoon.Music drifted softly through the garden while laughter echoed around the estate in a way I had never heard before. For once, the mansion didn’t feel like a fortress built for war. It felt alive.Warm.Safe.And Alex stayed beside me through all of it. Always close enough for his hand to brush against my lower back.Always watching me with that same intense gaze that still made my heart stumble every single time.By the time the cake had been cut and half the gifts were already scattered across the table, I was completely overwhelmed.“Okay,” I laughed breathlessly as Lexi handed me another wrapped box. “How many gifts did you people buy?”“Not enough,” Raphael answered immediately while stealing another strawberry from the dessert table.Sergio snorted loudly. “You say that like you paid for any of them.”Raphael pointed shamelessly toward Alex.“The billionaire over there was funding my generosity.” Alex didn’t even bo
EMILY GRAYSON'S I woke up the next morning still wrapped in warmth and the fading comfort of sleep. For a few quiet seconds, I stayed beneath the sheets with my eyes half-closed while soft sunlight slipped through the curtains, painting golden lines across the room. Then reality settled in. Today is my birthday. A small smile touched my lips instinctively as I turned toward Alex’s side of the bed, only to find it empty. Cold. The smile faded almost immediately. I pushed myself up slowly, glancing around the room. “Alex?” No answer. The quietness felt strange. Usually, even when he woke before me, I could still feel his presence somewhere nearby: in the bathroom, on a phone call from his office, footsteps outside the bedroom, his voice downstairs giving orders. But this morning, nothing. A strange sadness settled quietly in my chest. I hated how quickly disappointment could ruin something, especially when I knew Alex had been carrying the weight of the world lately. Still…A part of m







