Alexander was on her like an animal, so urgent, so strong.
He'd missed her just as much as she'd missed him, that much was obvious.
Maybe even more, in his case.
She could tell he was desperate. His cock was hard and throbbing. His fingers dug into her thighs, his grip strong, his hands rough.
She felt his breath against her neck as he kissed and bit and sucked at her skin, his lips and tongue hot against her flesh. She felt his teeth scrape against her shoulder and her throat.
"Fuck..." He growled in her ear, nipping her earlobe. He ground his hips into her, his cock sliding against her wet slit.
"Alexander!" She moaned, her voice trembling and high, needy. Her hips rocked and arched up, her body wanting, craving the feel of him inside her.
"Such a needy little slut." He chuckled, the sound deep and husky and masculine and so hot.
Alexander is always the rollercoaster. He doesn't have chill.