his possessiveness turned her on just as much as his kisses and wandering hands. she would always be his baby, his princess, his girl. what started off as rita coming over for a good fuck a few times a week turned into her practically living with him. even when he was away for work, she locked herself in his house and made it feel like a home. she knew he would always come home to her. sometimes, late at night when alex was sound asleep beside her, she wondered if he thought of her as home. but she would never ask him, at least not in a sober state-of-mind. “i do need you,” she told him. when he leaned in and suctioned his lips to her breast, she wrapped her arms around him and pushed against the back of his head. “i know, baby,” she whispered against the top of his head. “i know i do. and i love every goddamn second of it.” she kissed his temple and smiled against his skin. “do something for me,” she began as she pulled her chest away from his mouth to make eye contact with him. “carry me to the bathroom. i’ll draw us a bath and light candles. you had a long night,” sad eyes bore into alex’s; she could only imagine what he had been through. “let me take care of you. let me show you why coming home to me is worth it.” once again, she captured his lips with hers and kissed him as if he would evaporate into thin air. and any night — any random night — he could do just that: evaporate and leave her home alone to wonder if he thought of her before he took his last breath.
alexander never let anyone in --- that was why he was so lonely. despite the many people working for him, his siblings, and even the women that came to him regularly, he was always quiet, calculating. he didn’t share his thoughts with anyone, much less his emotions. and though he was still cold, with rita something had shifted. just the fact that she practically stayed with him all the time was a testament to the trust he gave the girl --- he hadn’t slept with anyone since her, which was a huge feat in itself. and the fact that she needed him, that he could take care of her, made him that much more attached to the female. he nodded up at her, lifting himself up off the couch, an arm still holding the petite female as he walked. “i already know it’s worth it,” he muttered, lips pressed to her shoulder as he set her down in the large bathroom, sitting on the edge of the bath in front of her. “how was your day? not too boring i hope,” he asked, eyes gliding over the lithe body hidden under his shirt. he ran a hand through his hair, tired eyes closing for a moment as he finally started to fully relax over his stressful day.
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