The Breaking Point of Mate: Giving Up on My Alpha novel Chapter 54

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Chapter 119: Isn’t That What Love Is

About?

ELLIE

“What are you doing?” I asked, trying to stifle a laugh and clutching

the fabric of his shirt on his back to keep myself from falling as we

walked through the bar’s door. Why was I laughing?

Ignoring me, he kept walking down the sidewalk.

“Are you crazy?” I insisted, trying to make him stop.

I couldn’t see clearly from the position I was in, but the street

seemed empty.

“Ethan!”

“You did it.”

“What? Put me down,” I protested.

He smacked my ass, making a sharp sound escape my throat.

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“Are you drunk?” I asked, slightly breathless.

He suddenly stopped on the sidewalk, stepping into a dark alley.

“Ethan? What are you doing?”

In the alley, he set me down and stepped closer, making me back up

until I felt the cold brick wall behind me. Placing an arm behind my

head, he closed the distance between us.

It was dark and chilly, but I could still see his face and feel his warm

breath against mine.

“Sometimes I think you do this just to piss me off…” he whispered,

gripping my chin firmly. “Then I remember you’ve always been this

way since day one. Completely irritating…”

Was he annoyed? What was he even talking about?

“How much did you drink? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I know you can’t help it. But this is what you wanted, isn’t it?” he

said, releasing my chin.

His fingers slid to the inside of my thigh, moving slowly, sending

shivers up my spine and igniting my desire. His lips were almost

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touching mine.

“Ethan…” I placed my hands on his broad, muscular chest, feeling his

scent and touch dissolve my reason.

“All that silence…” he continued, whispering through gritted teeth.

His fingers stopped at the hem of my dress, making me ache for more.

“Smiling at everyone except me, avoiding me all day…”

So that was it–he thought I was trying to irritate him.

“I wasn’t…” I tried to explain, but he slipped his hand under my

dress, sliding into my panties and cutting off my thoughts.

His fingers found my clit, making me shudder with pleasure. He

began moving them slowly, destroying my reason.

“Wait…” I grabbed the fabric of his shirt on his chest, trying to resist

as pleasure turned my mind inside out. “Not here.” I bit my lip hard.

“You told me to wait until we were in London. We’ve been here for

two days,” he whispered, pressing his forehead to mine, his fingers

moving in circles.

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“Oh, my God…” I moaned, gripping the fabric tighter, aching to feel

him completely. But I couldn’t forget where we were.

“We can’t do this here.”

“Yes, we can,” his lips brushed against mine. “Just like we did in

France. Remember how you almost begged me to fuck you?”

The memory flashed before my eyes, making me smile as I tried to

endure the delicious torment of his fingers.

“Yes…” I murmured breathlessly. “I remember being surprised that a

bastard like you refused to sleep with me. You thought I was too

drunk.”

“Clearly, I’m not doing my job well if you’re still able to talk,” he said,

increasing the pressure of his fingers, making me moan loudly.

“This is insane…” I muttered, meeting his intense gaze.

His fingers moved lower, sliding through my wetness.

“Then why are you so wet?” he teased, his voice a deep, husky

whisper, making me lose control even more.

“You never play fair,” I growled softly, sliding my fingers through his

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hair and pulling him closer as I pressed my lips to his, unable to

resist any longer.

I kissed him deeply, wanting everything, but he quickly took control,

dominating my lips with his own, wild and hungry.

“You’re so predictable, Brown,” he taunted. “Always get all huffy

when you miss my cock.”

“Screw you… I wasn’t irritated,” I growled breathlessly, struggling to

speak as he moved his fingers.

“Then what? You know there’s no reason to be jealous of anyone

else.”

Arrogant idiot. His words made me smile.

“You really are a self–absorbed jerk.”

He smirked wickedly before plunging two fingers into me, making me

gasp.

Oh, God, yes…

“Haven’t you teased enough for one day?” he began moving his

fingers deeply, again and again, leaving me starving for more.

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“I wasn’t even trying.” I clutched his shoulders, biting my lip to muffle my moans.

“I planned to be nice and make you come on my tongue before punishing you, but you’ve just made me change my mind.”

“You’re punishing me for something you made up in your own head?” I teased with a grin. “See the difference? That’s teasing.”

He growled low and deep in response. With a swift move, he grabbed

my hips and spun me around, forcing my hands onto the damp wall. A

second later, he hiked up my skirt and ripped my panties with ease,

tearing them from me.

I heard the sound of his zipper, and a moment later, he thrust into

me, making me tremble with pleasure. And as always, nothing else

seemed to matter, only the indescribable feeling of him moving inside

me, erasing every thought, leaving only pleasure.

In those moments, the entire world disappeared, and it was just us-

the sound of his moans, his ragged breathing, and the touch of his

hands moving over my body, squeezing my breasts, and pulling me

against his large, firm frame.

The pleasure built quickly as his movements became faster and

wilder, clouding my mind and heating my skin, each thrust bringing

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me closer.

I surrendered completely, letting myself be consumed by the familiar

sensation because I felt safe and trusted him.

Then why was I still afraid?

How was it possible that I could trust Ethan to surrender myself to him completely in moments like this, yet still feel afraid that he

might leave me?

Perhaps it was easier to surrender physically when my mind

disappeared, leaving no space for fear or worry.

I had to accept that, after everything we’d been through, fear was normal, but I couldn’t let it stop me from moving forward.

Even with the risk that my greatest fear might come true someday, deep down, I knew I would never let fear push me away from him, I

simply couldn’t pull myself away from him now.

I had to face it and take the risk. After all, isn’t that what love is

about?

With my eyes closed, and my hands pressed against the wall, I was completely surrendered. My mind was already lost, consumed by pure

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pleasure, and my body was nothing but sensation, throbbing with

delight.

A small drop of water suddenly hit my face, snapping me out of the

trance and making me open my eyes. I looked up, feeling more drops