Chapter Seven

Mina

His mouth slams down on mine when we step into his dressing room. He shuts the door behind his stunned manager's face who followed us here and I would be mortified if I wasn't burning up for this man.

What I did back at the set was dangerous but I couldn't help myself. I wanted to see Alex lose control a little, but there was another part of me that wanted to lay claim over this man with so many people watching.

I had every intention of ignoring him when I came to the studio today. I wanted to avoid a repeat of yesterday but then I walked on set and noticed how all the female staff were ogling my Alex. Those looks fed something in me.

Something feral and sinister . Possessive.

The urge to lay claim over this man who does not belong to me by any right is strong but… I want him to. More than anything in the world, I want to belong to this man. I want him to be mine and mine alone. I refuse to share him with all the other fangirls drooling over his hot body.

Alex is mine.

He was mine first before he became theirs!

I slide my arms around his neck when he draws me closer to his body, kissing him back just as hungrily. My sex is aching from all the friction during the shoot. His cock rubbing on my sex and making my core slick up with heat.

Alex spins me around, deepening the kiss as he presses my back to the dresser. "You have no idea how crazy you drive me, Angel!" he rasps into the kiss, grabbing the collar of my shirt and yanking it open to reveal red lingerie, a little sexier from the one I had on yesterday and by the way his eyes fire up, I can tell he likes this one too. "You are a fucking dream, Mina Hendricks. So freaking gorgeous!"

I shiver when he traces his calloused fingertips down my shoulder and over my nipples, causing them to tighten painfully. A gasp slips my mouth when he plucks me up by the waist and easily lifts me to the table, sending everything dropping to the floor before stepping between my parted thighs. His lips find mine again and everything goes silent.

We're at work, we shouldn't be doing this. Christ, I know better than to let myself get carried away and mangle my reputation before I can even get one, but I can't help it when his lips are on mine.

Everything in me aches and maybe humping the man on set wasn't the best idea because now every inch of me is burning with need for him.

I ache in ways I never have before.

I want to feel him inside of me, his cock filling me and his lips on my body… mine on his. A lesson on seduction. I could use more of that. I could use all the lessons he is willing to give me!

With a whimpered moan, I reach blindly for his hand and bring it to my aching tits. He indulges me, fondling them in his massive hand and rolling his thumb around an aching bud. He unclasps the bra and tears it down with a deep growl, his mouth dropping to my neck before he drops to my breasts, sucking the puckered beads into his hungry mouth.

A knock sounds on the door before a feminine voice breaks through. "Alex, I need to come in and prepare your costume for the next scene."

I expect him to break away and answer the call but instead, his hand travels between my thighs. A moan climbs up my throat when he rubs his thumb in circles around my sex, causing it to grow slicker in moisture and ruin yet another pair of panties. "Daddy," I whimper, trailing a finger down his pecs and grazing his nipples with my knuckle, his breath firing up when I do so. "S-should we stop?"

Alex makes a deep guttural noise at the back of his throat before he grabs my panties and yanks them down my thigh before tearing them completely off. "We are not stopping until my cock is in your tight little cunt, Angel."

The knock comes again before there is some argument between the stylist and his manager who I imagine is standing guard outside, but I don't focus on the words they trade. I can't focus on anything but the man in the room with me. The same man who drops to his knees in front of me and yanks my legs apart, leaving me exposed. There is barely any warning before he drives his tongue to the center of my sex, making me cry out and fall back against the mirror. The sound seems to stop the commotion outside and I slap my mouth to keep myself from making any more noise.

Oh God, I can't believe I forgot the fact that there are people outside!

And soon enough, I do it again when he starts licking and sucking at my clit like a man possessed. My eyes roll back and the hand on my mouth slips out when the man brings his thumb to my sex and rubs at my clit in firm circles. "Daddy, so close!" I whimper, reaching blindly for something to grab on but only sending more items to the floor.

I barely manage to comb my fingers through his hair and grab a handful when I feel myself tether close to the edge and when he replaces his thumb with his mouth, I fall. My body rears off the dresser as I come with a sob, my entire body trembling from the intense climax as my sex pulses hotly against his hungry mouth. "Daddy!" I sob, my heels dig into his muscular back as tremors rack my body over and over from the intense pressure. His tongue laps at my sensitive bud until the orgasm ebbs and I am a trembling mess.

I was so loud.

Christ, I know this, and I bet the two people – perhaps more – behind the door heard me. I worry about it for only two seconds before I forget everything but the man on his knees. He climbs back to his feet and slams his mouth back down on mine.

"You are mine!" he growls, his eyes dark and scary as he tugs down the waistband of his sweats to reveal his massive cock, and then… he is entering me. Crudely filling me with every massive inch of his shaft and I grab onto his shoulders as he slides into my wetness. It takes a moment to get adjusted to his massive girth and he gives me a few seconds to do so before he starts rocking into me with unrestrained desire.

His breathing is hot against my lips, and all I can think as my gaze finds those beautiful blue eyes is that I love him.

I let myself fall back in love with this man and there is no turning back now.

"Everyone will know about this, about us," I whimper, wrapping my legs around his hips as he drives into me in fast drives.

"Let them!" he says through clenched teeth. "I want the whole fucking world to know that you belong to me, Mina." He angles his hips and that sends him impossibly deeper into me. "That I will do anything to keep you with me!"

Then he starts hammering into me and I can barely catch my breath, let alone converse with him. The dresser rocks beneath me, knocking into the wall with every thrust, and the mirror behind me threatens to break, but he doesn't stop.

I never want him to stop.

Alex works his hips back and forth into me, his fingers spearing into my hips as he does so, and I can tell he is close. "Fuck, Angel!" he growls, throwing his head back and it's a scene to behold. His muscles are strained with the veins on his forehead pulsing wildly and I want to bring this man the same relief he's brought me. I want to make him feel as good as he makes me feel

"Faster Daddy," I whimper, wrapping my arm around his shoulder and leaning in to kiss his jaw and neck. He rolls his hips faster, inching his rigid cock harder in and out of my clenching sex and… it feels so good. I never imagined anything would feel this good but with Alex, this is a feeling I want to treasure forever.

"Close baby!" he rasps, his eyes turning glassy when I start to roll my hips and meet his thrusts in equal need. His hand drops between us and strums my clit, sending a storm of heat building in my core and threatening to break. Alex grinds harder into me, faster and faster until my breath stills for a second before an intense heat licks up my body from the tips of my toes to the roots of my hair. I bury my face in his neck as a sob wracks my body, seconds before his muscles seize over mine.

"Fuuuck!" he roars into my neck, punching his hips forward and I feel his manhood swell further inside of me before he fills me with his hot release. His arms wrap around me tightly as he slams his cock into me once more, burying his seed further into my womb before going slack against me. His breathing is hard and labored against mine and I drop my head on his shoulder, listening to the sound of his beating heart.

I place my palm over his chest, reminding myself that this is really happening. Somehow, fate brought me back into the arms of my first love.

It's okay that he doesn't remember me. It's fine that to him, I am a stranger. All that matters now is that we're here. Later, I will tell him about it, and we'll share a good laugh.

"I wish I'd met you sooner," he rasps into my skin. "In a city of fake smiles, fake personalities, and fake impressions, fake everything… I could have used something as real as you."

"Maybe you met me sooner and you just didn't notice me." You left and never came back . No, we'll not focus on that, Mina. Happy beginnings, remember?

"No," Alex shakes his head, pushing back to find my eyes. "I would have known if I'd met you before. There is no other girl that's ever made me feel this way, Mina. No one that has mattered before."

My heart cracks into pieces.

You had sex with arguably the hottest man in LA and you are mad because he doesn't remember you when you were what? A teen.

The memory of Sheila's words picks this moment to surface and I try to push back the hurt, but I can't. I am not mad at Alex, I realize. I am heartbroken.

Heartbroken for my younger self who was in love with this man. To hear him say that no one mattered… not even that girl who stood outside on a hot summer day, cheering for him and nearly getting heatstroke. Or that time she almost got ran over by a car running across the street because she didn't want to miss his show.

No, Alex never asked for me to be his fan, but I wonder if that girl would have been as dedicated to this man if she realized that she would always be invisible to him. Would she have let herself fall in love with him?

I was there! Every show this man held in Texas before he moved to LA… I was there.

I loved him.

I wanted him to reach out after he left but he never did. Never cared enough to. There is no point in even telling him about our past. Bringing it up now will change nothing.

There is no other girl that's ever made me feel this way, Mina. None that has mattered before.