The Carrero Contract - Selling Your Soul (Mafia Romance) novel Chapter 136

‘Alexi?’ I wail it frantically, as though a ghost has walked in and is trying to trick me. And before thought hits me I chuck my phone down harshly, not caring about breaking it, and run straight for him; my body finding a sudden surge of newfound strength and energy, throwing myself around his neck in a moment of complete craziness before he disappears again.

I collide with hard torso, his taller height as I leap at him and wrap myself around his neck, practically strangling him with my overenthusiasm. I’m unable to stop the sobs coming over me as his familiar smell and familiar touch envelopes me completely.

‘I thought you were dead.’ I blurt out through laboured breaths, trying to calm down. Shuddering from the come down of my epic emotional breakdown. I pull him close and try to convince myself he really is here. I am all but raking my hands over him to check every inch of him is unscathed, undented and truly real flesh and blood.

Alexi wraps me up tight and pushes his face against the side of mine as he cradles my head to him. Squeezing me half to death in the most welcome hug I have ever had in my life. Overwhelming me with how much I need his touch.

‘Why would you think that? I’m right here. I’m fine … honest. Rough night, but I am absolutely fine. I promised you, didn’t I?’ He sounds completely and utterly like him, in every single way. If not a little shocked at my behaviour, but he won’t let me go and holds as tightly as I do—My body warming and tingling where icy cold once dwelled. My heart rate multiplies for the feel and relief of him really being here with me, wrapped in a beautiful hug that fills up my soul. I cry, but not in despair, just real genuine heartfelt thanks that he did come back to me, and he is crushing the life out of me with the most meaningful embrace.

I pull back to look at him, so much going off inside me. His pale grey gorgeous eyes scan my face and his finger he trails down my cheek to wipe the sodden mess away. Looking at me like that … handsome and gentle, I completely surrender to the joy and relief coursing through me.

I don’t utter an answer, instead, I kiss him.

I throw in everything and pull his face to mine with determined fingertips, and give my most grateful ‘thank the heavens for bringing him home’ passionate kiss that I have ever given anyone in my life.

Alexi pauses for a second, stunned by the unexpectedness of it no doubt, and pulls back. Looking me in the eye, seemingly shocked at what I just did, and then he too moves in and kisses me back without hesitation. Locking his perfect mouth to mine so that he prizes open my lips, just enough to fully connect in a way that sends explosions through my stomach.

It’s a kiss that rips me apart inside, my heart aching and body crumbling to dust as I’m submerged in the kind of euphoria you can only ever dream of knowing. My heart hammers through my chest and my whole body turns to explosive bubbles as his soft lips caress mine and pulls me into complete heaven—He feels divine.

Alexi’s hands slide from around me to cradle my face as he moulds perfectly to my mouth and explores my kiss with a matched passion. Fuelled by pain from believing I had lost him forever, I give him my all and he meets it in every way. He kisses me like he means it and it’s a far cry from any way he has ever kissed me before. I can feel the longing in it, and we both become one on matched movement and sensual teases. Arms sliding around one another as bodies are moulded together sensually. His tongue grazes mine and he just tastes so good.

Alexi slides one hand under my hair and angles my face to him so he can push against my tongue with his and deepens the kiss he gives me. Making love to my mouth and tangles us up together in a way that ignites every single piece of fire I possess; Mouths opening to accommodate the kind of French kissing that melts your body into liquid ecstasy. We cannot get close enough. There’s a raw hunger being let loose in an unbridled fashion as our fire builds and the kiss sets a crazy need alight - one that consumes me.

I want him.

He wants me.

He pulls my dress over my head in one sweeping movement that separates us for seconds, startling me with the sudden release of my mouth and whipping off my clothes past my face. I dive straight back in, locking my mouth back to his and surrender to another toe-curling snog. I start hauling his hoody over his head, t-shirt following with his help and uncover all that hot smooth skin calling to be touched. No hesitation at all. Fuelled by animal hunger, all thoughts of anything else momentarily drowned out by this unyielding need for him to complete me.

Whatever happened tonight, I don’t need to know. I just need to feel him all around me and know he’s safe. It makes me cling to him all the more in the realisation that something went down, and he might never have returned. I am just relieved he’s not one of the casualties, and his manner when he came in tells me that neither is Mico. He wouldn’t have been so calm had his cousin been hurt, or worse.

My men are safe—both of them. I can thank God that he listened to me.

I bite his bottom lip as I latch onto him and gasp when both his hands grab my arse hard and pull me up against his groin aggressively, showing me how crazily turned on he is too, as his erect penis grinds through his trousers against me. It’s hotter than hell and I’m aching between my thighs with the knowledge that he wants this too.

The craving for sex with him is almost ripping me in two. Hands turn to claws, I rake down his pecs and abdomen, a surge of power as I feel him flinch and move under my scratching caress; A groan low in his throat which only pushes me to devour him all the more. He has always been a lover of rougher handling and I am only too willing to comply.

He never bothered with oral any other time he fucked me, and even though we have had rough sex before, this still feels different. He seems to care if I am enjoying it as much as him, and this little attention to something he never gave me before is a glimpse at another change. He isn’t trying to possess me in any way—he’s making this an equal pursuit. Not an Alexi move at all.

Alexi releases me when my moans reach fever pitch, body tingling and heating from toes to my stomach in pleasurable waves - a sign I am close to cumming and I gasp in annoyance. Looking back down at that smug gorgeous face as he leaves me dangling on a precipice so close to it. Crawling up me with that hard body of his and coming to rest over me. Arms caging my arms as he dips down to run that delicious tongue up my neck and then drops a kiss on my mouth quickly.

‘Why did you stop?’ I frown at him, frustrated, breathless with how close to combustion my body is; Skin hot and goose bumping, pretty much useless to do anything when I am on the verge of explosion.

‘I want to be inside you when you climax. I want to feel you cum, baby.’ He grinds against me hoarsely, igniting me with the throbbing sensitivity he has left my clit in. Returning to kissing me again and locks our mouths together as his hand kneads my breast and his other is used to keep most of his weight off me by palming the bed beside me.

He doesn’t waste time anyway; pulling my hips up to meet him when he releases my tits and slides inside of me slowly, to connect our bodies in one even sweep that exacts a complete groan from both of us. He always fitted me so perfectly and this brings back every good memory of how much sex with him has always been mind-blowing when it wasn’t used to hurt me. No harsh taking, no thrusts to put me in my place. A slow easy move once he worked me into a state of readiness.

‘Ahh, Alexi, fuck.’ I cry out as the wave of pleasure from what he was doing before doubles and intensifies with what he has instead. I always did like his natural size and girth when it came to my body—we are a perfect match and the heat and soft skin of a penis is way more satisfying than BOB could ever be.

Fuck my vibrator when the real thing blows the sensations clean out of the water.

I clench my legs around him impulsively when he moves further into me, hands finding his abs, and trailing around his waist and up his back as he lowers down on top of me. His mouth back on my breast, and then up my throat with licks and nibbles before he’s back at my lips, and devours me all the more.