I want him, but I also want to hate him, and I am not giving in like some wanton wench that easily. I turn my face away from another attempt at a kiss and he swoops in at my ear instead, biting the lobe as I bite on my own lip in ecstasy. Alexi may be a rough and selfish lover, but he has natural skills in firing a woman’s body to a fever pitch, and I am not immune. It’s all that solid mass of muscle and testosterone. He has ample equipment and there’s not much he can do wrong when his natural size hits every good spot inside...