Dear Ex Wife, Please take me back novel Chapter 49

ALEX

I slam the door and walk to my seat.

We reach our house in record time.

Athena whirls on me the moment we step inside.

"What the hell is your problem, Alex?" she snaps, eyes blazing.

I step closer, crowding her against the wall, my hands braced on either side of her head, caging her in.

"My problem?" I growl, leaning in. "You’re out there, hanging all over my cousin like you want to make a show of it."

She laughs bitterly, but there's a flicker of something in her eyes, maybe nerves, maybe something else.

"I’m hanging all over him? You were just dancing with Leah like she’s your damn wife!" she fires back, shoving my chest, but I don't move.

"Don’t play games with me, Athena," I bite out, my face so close I can see her pupils dilate.

She glares, but her breathing quickens, and I know I’m getting to her.

"You're jealous," she accuses, her voice softer now, as if she can't believe it herself.

I smirk, though there's nothing funny about the way my chest feels tight.

“Jealous doesn't exist in my vocabulary and certainly not over you.” I bite back.

“Right, let me rephrase. I meant you're a stuck-up bast-”

She doesn't get to finnish her sentence when I crash my lips on her. She opens up for me, and I deepen the kiss.

A groan escapes me as my balls tighten at how high I am.

This girl is more addictive than a drug. She drives me insane and thrills me at the same time.

She fumbles with my buttons, but when she's unable to open them, She pulls on the shirt, and the buttons fly everywhere.

Her hands touch my bare chest, and I let out a groan.

Fuck! Her touch is electric.

Her fingers graze over my skin, and I swear my body ignites like fire, licking every nerve.

"Athena," I rasp against her lips, but it’s a warning neither of us plans to listen to.

Her nails dig into my chest, and it makes me groan, pulling her tighter against me like I can never get close enough.

My hands slide down her waist, gripping her hips, pressing her back against the wall as I claim her mouth again, rougher this time, needing her to know she belongs to me.

Her lips are soft and sweet, but her kiss is wild, matching my hunger, fueling it until I’m past the point of no return.

"Say you want this," I demand against her lips, my breath heavy as I nip at her bottom lip, tugging it between my teeth before releasing it.

She glares up at me, panting, her cheeks flushed, but there's no hiding the desire in her eyes.

Our mouths crash together in a kiss that's more fire than breath, our bodies moving in sync, desperate and hungry.

Her fingers claw at my back as I slide her panties down and toss them somewhere on the floor, not caring where they land.

Positioning myself between her legs, I pause for a brief second, just to look at her flushed, panting, wild and fuck if she doesn't look like she was made just for me.

“Tell me to stop, Athena,” I whisper harshly, my forehead resting against hers, even as my body screams for release.

She stares up at me, her lips parted, her fingers sliding into my hair to pull me closer.

“I won’t,” she whispers, her voice raw. “I don’t want you to stop.”

That's all I need.

With a groan, I thrust into her, her gasp filling the room as her body arches to meet mine.

“Fuck,” I bite out, her tightness surrounding me, making me feel like I’ve finally found the one thing I’ve been chasing without knowing.

Her nails dig into my skin, her eyes fluttering shut as I start to move, slow at first, savoring every second, but that doesn't last long.

The moment her hips meet mine in a desperate rhythm, I lose control, thrusting harder, deeper, her moans pushing me further over the edge.

"Athena," I growl her name like a warning, like a prayer, like everything I can't say.

She clings to me, her body trembling as she falls apart beneath me.