Todos los capítulos de CHOKEHOLD; Trapped By My Ex : Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 149

ALINA'S POVThen I reached for his pants, his belt. Ripping out that buckle as I held his gaze. Everywhere hot and burning as I stripped him open. Feeling him. Actually FEELING him on my palm. Hot. Strong. Fucking hard and hungry.Those were the words I'd use to describe. Words I'd use to describe the one thing I'd been thinking about, the one thing in my hands, that I was still thinking about and wanted now so badly deep inside of me! "I want your cock." I confessed breathlessly to him. Holding him. "I want to feel your cock, suck it...i want your fucking cock inside of me." His gaze darkened, jaw clenched. His meat feeling even heavier on my palm, hotter. Precum spilling harder, I rubbed it. Rubbed it especially slow as I began moving then. Reducing myself, my body to the floor so I came face to face to it, mouth to cock. "Shitt." Deep groans filled the air, from his throat. My fingers stroking him down. Watching every single thick vein pulsating. Every dip and curve, the girth,

ROMAN'S POV Getting my thoughts aligned, I wasted no moment to look for her as soon as I arrived at the office. "I need to check the floor upstairs.""I need to see for myself how the progress is coming.""How team members are there in the Seraph wing?""Should the consultant give me a report soon?"I'd come up with all sorts of excuses. Anything at this point, anything to get me close to her. Get me alone with her, but Jordan. Fucking cock blocking Jordan, he insisted it was too risky. 'The coast's not clear.' he called it. Refusing to let me move an inch in her direction in the building. And as frustrating as it was, I knew he was right.It was risky.People from Boldlines had come over. That overbearing prick Joe came too. She was surrounded, she was busy. There was no way to sneak away long enough without getting questions.I had to listen to Jo. Hot and bothered as I was, I had to spend the rest of the morning and mid-afternoon not seeing or hearing from her. Believe you me, i

ROMAN'S POV I kissed her. And it wasn't neat. Wasn't soft or anything gentle. It was messy, rough, hot and wild, exactly how she made me feel. How she'd successfully interrupted my life.She shuddered, but not pulling backwards. Lapping up right into me even more, giving back with the same intensity, her nails sealed in my hair, body wrapped heavy on top of me. Open, like she wanted to give me everything. Like she knew just how much I wanted everything, every single bit of her, her body.Soon it wasn't enough. This kiss, this heat, her body on mine like this, exposed, it wasn't enough. I wanted more than this. To be inside of her, permanently insert myself somehow into her body. Claim it as mine.And she knew.She so knew as she pulled away, both of us breathless, her core already rubbing hard against my cock. The wetness soaking through, "I need you." She whispered, grind harder. "I need you, Roman. I need you.""Fuckk," I clenched her waist in my hand, halting that fluid movement.

ROMAN'S POV She landed beautifully on the frame. Thighs spread, heels, tits bouncing and full. Lips parted for the life of me, breathless. Eager. Full on ready for whatever while also surprised I'd pushed her. I watched her adjust, set herself properly. Her form instantly fitting, sinking perfectly into the space I personally had crafted off her body measurements. Sides dipping where they should, waist, hips, flattering her goddess frame. "It suits you." I said, looking at her. Taking her in, watching as she grew impatient even. Wanting more than just my eyes on her. Only then did I move. But not to her. Behind her rather. Her eyes following, neck, body turning, wanting to see but just then- Click. My hand grazed the button. Fingers laying hold on the black buttoned device serving as controller for the frame. Instantly halting all her movements. "Shit," She hissed as it did. My pulse already stirring, gradually heading back to her again. Taking my time, savoring the

LANA'S POV Alina wasn't all that, was she? She wasn't anything specifically, nothing impressive at all. Unlike what she tried to portray that day at Oxygen, when I found out she worked there and everything. She was busy acting bold, and tough, like she was doing good. Like some top notch person when I'm reality she was nothing. Nothing. Couldn't even afford her own housing. Had to seek refuge under someone's building, her boss's building, my building. Have you seen anything more laughable than that? Then she had the nerves to not be ashamed of it, walking boldly into the flat nextdoor like she some good shit. Wasn't this called charity?? She was nothing but a charity case, have always been and looks like will forever be. "Some things don't change despite surgery." I laughed, remembering it all again. "She better not get on my nerves, else I'll send her