Club Dishabille (Apprivoisé)

by Aoide, Arden

  Alex had lost control of the situation completely. Not one of his fantasies included kissing her. He'd never make that mistake again. Once he’d tasted her mouth, he’d been driven by a different instinct. He didn’t care about anything but forcing his way into every place he could fit.

  He moved one hand from her face to a neglected breast. They were soft and voluptuous and Alex couldn’t wait to see them. His hand moved down to her thigh and bottom and she moaned through their kiss. He reluctantly ended the kiss, but not his slow thrusting. He pressed his forehead against hers. “Hi,” he breathed.

  “Hi,” she laughed breathlessly. She ran her hands over his face, thumbs over eyebrows, cheek bones, and through his hair. She touched his chest, running fingers through sparse hair, and over to his back. He was skinny and she could feel the notches on his spine. He fit perfectly over her. In her. She flexed her hips to meet his thrusts.

  “Mmmm, I like that.” Alex buried his head in her neck and moaned, upping his pace. “Want you to come.”

  Dahlia kissed his cheek and touched his face again, memorizing him. “I’ve only ever done it by myself.”

  He moved his head up and kissed her. He loved a challenge. “Maybe I can talk you through it,” he said against her lips, smiling. He thrust harder. “When I brought myself off earlier at work, I came before I could even imagine your lips on my cock. But earlier when I was showering, I managed to come in your mouth.”

  Dahlia moaned and arched her back, pressing her chest up against him. He pushed himself up on his knees without slowing down. Using both hands to touch her, he bent down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, laving it with his tongue. He copied the movement for the other one. “Do you know what I plan on for you tomorrow?” He actually didn't have any set plans, but she didn't know that. Being inside her made him imagine so many delectable outcomes.

  Dahlia was too distracted to answer with his thumb caressing her nipple. “I’ve brought a flogger. I’m going to see how much you can take. And if you can take a lot, I’ll let you suck me. If you can make me come with just your mouth, then get me hard again, I will let you come. On my face. On my tongue.” He sped up because Dahlia was moaning and thrashing now. He moved his thumb down and moved it clumsily over her clitoris several times. She stiffened up and stopped breathing. He could feel her orgasm squeezing his cock and he faltered in his movements, but only briefly. His body reacted hard and fast when he felt her start breathing again and become boneless underneath him. It didn’t take him long to empty inside her. He nuzzled the side of her face until she moved to kiss him. They kissed for long moments.

  Dahlia had never had an orgasm during sex. She thought maybe it was different for some girls. One friend claimed that she could come multiple times throughout. Another said she never did. Dahlia could climax on her own, easily, quickly, and multiple times. She knew her body very well when she was alone. She felt like she didn’t know her body anymore. She had given it to someone else. Someone who wanted to give it pleasure. She tried earnestly not to cry.

  Alex sighed and rested his forehead against hers again. He wanted to see if he could make her come again. He was still inside her and he was still erect. He didn’t think that would change going by how miserable he’d been all day. He was going to concentrate on her for now. He smiled and said, “Tell me how you usually make yourself come.” He ran his hand down and cupped her breast, leaning down to take another brief taste of her nipple. “Tell me,” he commanded.

  Dahlia took a deep breath. It was hard to when Alex was manipulating her so easily. “Mostly I can just rub myself quickly until I come. Usually takes a minute. Sometimes I come twice.”

  “Like this?” Alex asked innocently as he cupped his hand over her, and skimmed over her clitoris with his fingers.

  “Yes,” she said shakily.

  He rubbed her steadily. He figured that since his cock showed no interest in stopping the proceedings, he would take advantage of that. He was going to see how many times he could make her come. He thrust just a little to give her his intentions. He brought his mouth back to her breasts and licked and sucked as much skin as he could reach, all while moving his thumb in quick steady strokes. Within the minute he could already feel her breath quicken and her pussy tighten around him. He could get addicted to that.

  She was a bit more quiet than he wanted and he wanted her to lose control. She did say she needed to learn. As soon as she relaxed, he leaned and kissed her, biting her bottom lip. “I want you to grab your headboard and hold on tight,” he told her. Dahlia gasped. She reached up behind her and grabbed the headboard as she felt Alex sit up on his knees between her legs and used one hand to grab the place on the headboard between her hands. She understood what was happening a split second before he began to fuck her. There was no other way to put it. With one hand he was alternating time between her clitoris and her breasts. He would rub her until she felt the beginning of an orgasm then he would move to her breasts. He was driving her mad.

  Alex loved having this control over her. She was completely falling apart and he could still go a little longer. He was going to make her beg. He moved against her clitoris until he felt her body react and knew she was about to come. He removed his hand and went back to her breast.

  “Please Alex. Please,” she said desperately. He moved his hand back. “Yes. Like that. Just like that. Need you.” He moved his hand away again and bent down to kiss her protests away.

  “You are so wet. Why are you so wet?” Alex slowed his pace and circled his hips. She was soaked. “Tell me why, if you want me to finish this.”

  Dahlia wanted to throttle him, but if his words could make her break apart at the seams, maybe she could do the same to him. She steadied her breath. “There’s this guy...he’s got this cock, and it fits just right inside me. He told me that I would get to suck it, and if I’m lucky, he’ll come in my mouth.”

  “Is that right?” Alex breathed, upping his pace.

  “Yes,” Dahlia moaned. “I haven’t told him that I’ve been wet since I first heard from him. It’s really becoming a problem. Do you think I should tell him that? What do you think he’ll do?”

  Oh she was good, thought Alex. She turned it back on him. He put his hand back on her clitoris and started fucking her at a brutal pace. “If he were to find out, it might be very inconvenient,” he bit out.

  “Why?” She said as best as she could. She was about to come again.

  “Because he might fuck her in the most inconvenient places if she’s always wet. He’d hate for her to be miserable. He only wants to please her.” He was done talking. He bent his head down to latch onto a nipple and her body spasmed in a way that hadn’t happened that evening. He stroked her clitoris harder and she let out a feral moan, stiffening and tightening around him. He finished soon after.

  “Holy mother fuck,” Dahlia said breathlessly. “Fucking fuck.”

  Alex fell beside her and smiled. His cock was down for the count. “You have a filthy mouth.”

  Dahlia would have laughed if she could. “I should probably clean it up. No cock sucking for me, I guess.”

  Alex rolled quickly on top of her again and nudged her legs open, resting on her. They were both wrecked as well as the sheets. “I love your filthy mouth,” he murmured against it. “And I’m going to love doing filthy things to it.”

  Sudden shyness swept over Dahlia. “I hope that I will please you. I–” she broke off, embarrassed.

  Alex kissed her reassuringly, then he laughed. “I’m fairly sure you could just breathe on it and I’d embarrass myself.”

  Dahlia appreciated his reassurance. His relentless desire for her already boosted her self-esteem in a way that she’d never experienced before. She wasn’t very confident with oral sex because she hadn’t had much experience, but also because the experience she did have was always negative. She used it on occasion to get Nick more interested, but he never got too excited about it. It took her years to get over that. Nick’s savi
ng grace was that he never intended to hurt her.

  “When do you need to be up tomorrow?” Dahlia asked as he rolled halfway off her. She didn’t think he planned on moving again.

  “I need to be out of here by ten or so,” he mumbled, face buried in her arm.

  “That’s probably when I’ll go down. Do you want the shower first?”

  He shook his head. “Don’t need a shower.”

  “What? You’re like covered from–” Dahlia gesticulated to her entire bottom half before remembering that he couldn’t see. “I’ve made a mess of you.”

  “I know.” She felt him nod against her arm. “I want to go to work tomorrow with you all over me.”

  Dahlia didn’t have anything to say to that, but she was warm all over. The next thing she heard and felt was light snores against her arm. She didn’t know how to escape his clutches without waking him, but she needed to go to the bathroom. She sighed and wormed her way out slowly. As she closed herself in the bathroom and turned on the light, she wondered if she should sneak a peak of him. She didn't know if she could wait until morning.

  She went and looked at herself in the mirror. There were faint love bites all over her breasts. He seemed rather obsessed with them and she smiled as she felt how tender they were. That dress was going to kill him and she couldn’t imagine how great the sex would be. He said he’d brought a flogger, and she had a little bit of knowledge of what that was from the Internet, but didn’t know much else.

  She cleaned herself up as best as she could without a shower, then slowly opened the door. Alex was curled up in the center of her bed like an indulgent child. She nearly wanted to go check his license to see if he was lying about his age. She walked closer and her eyes made their way down his body.

  “I guarantee you that I’m of age,” Alex said with humor, his voice certainly not matching his face. It was usually an issue that he was self-conscious about. He wondered how many women hadn't taken him seriously, or worse yet, only fucked him because of some teen boy fantasy. He was strangely comfortable about it around Dahlia. Probably because their relationship had started with a kink and progressed quickly from there. It wasn't about their looks.

  Dahlia’s shocked eyes met his. He was staring at her breasts and she felt the urge to cover herself. “I was about to go check your wallet.”

  Alex’s smile grew wider. “Come here,” he commanded softly.

  Dahlia crawled onto the bed as he turned on his back. He pulled her to him and guided her on top of him until she was settled on his cock. Her breasts were exactly where he wanted them.

  “Your mom’s not going to come looking for you, is she?” Dahlia smiled and knew that she was going to pay for that one.

  He smiled and shook his head. His hands were running over her hips, but his eyes hadn’t left her breasts for more than a second.

  “I don’t know what you’re contemplating, but I think you’re out for the count,” Dahlia told him, shifting a little. She didn’t want to crush him.

  Suddenly, Alex sat up, nearly sending her backward, but he put his arms around her, pressing them together tightly. Then he kissed her, grabbing at her back almost painfully. She felt his cock harden and he pulled her legs around him, so that she sat more snugly in his lap. That move also sent him deep inside her.

  “You were saying?” Alex asked as he established a slow rhythm.

  Dahlia kissed him. It was many minutes before they stopped.

  Alex began to get noticeably restless. Dahlia could tell he wanted to fuck her faster, but with the weight of her, and his general fatigue, it just wasn’t going to be easy. So, she leaned back and let her arms take the weight of her when she put them behind her on the bed. What she didn’t take into account was that her breasts would be prominently displayed and he no longer needed to hold her in place.

  He looked at her in complete surprise and adoration. Dahlia wished she could have watched him more attentively, but he went to work on her quickly, and she was a quivering mess by the time she felt him snapping his hips upward. She opened her eyes, still breathing harshly, and her eyes connected with his while he was coming inside her. At that perfect moment, she was glad that he had awoken. He pulled her to him and kissed her, rolling her on her side.

  He could barely keep his eyes open and she held him until his breath slowed. “Wake me up early so I don’t miss the bus.” She felt Alex smile against her collarbone and she rolled her eyes.

  She escaped his sleepy arms and went to the bathroom again. She turned out the lights and when she crawled into the bed, he was completely out.

  Chapter 6

  Dahlia woke abruptly the next morning when she heard a clicking sound and saw a bright light. When she opened her eyes, she saw Nick at the end of her bed with a diabolical smile and a camera.

  “What the fuck, you gigantic–” Dahlia felt Alex stir next to her.

  Nick chuckled at her irritation and smiled a little more fondly looking at the display. “It’s quite a nice picture, really.”

  She felt Alex stiffen and knew he must be awake. He had his body covering a good portion of hers and his face was buried in her hair.

  “Let me see.” Dahlia reached out with her hand that wasn’t occupied.

  Nick handed over the camera. “I brought breakfast.” He wagged his eyebrows and walked backward out the room and shut the bedroom door.

  “Prick,” she hissed under her breath.

  “Come in your room often, does he?” Alex’s voice was thick with sleep. She couldn’t tell if he was annoyed or not.

  Dahlia rubbed his arm. “Usually I’m awake and ready for work when he brings breakfast. I guess I should have made it clear that he had the day off.” She turned on the camera and sucked in a breath when she saw the picture. It was better than quite nice. They would be spooning if Dahlia wasn’t halfway on her back. The blanket barely covered the swell of one breast and his upper arm halfway covered the one closest to him. The top part of Alex’s face was pressed into the back of her neck, half obscured by her hair, his mouth was pressed against her shoulder. The blanket came down, half covering her breast and moving downwards across her hip and his pelvis. Their legs were bare and entwined.

  “Can I take that camera with me today?” Alex was clearly awake now. Dahlia looked over at him to see if he was angry. She sighed. He was adorable.

  It was still dark in the room, but the light of the camera was bright. He bent down and kissed her lightly, but lingered until she’d forgotten he’d asked a question. “I want to get some prints of this.”

  “Oh. Sure.”

  “I heard breakfast mentioned.” Alex reached over and grabbed Dahlia’s phone to check the time. “It’s only nine, so we have enough time to eat, and get dressed.” It was only inevitable that he’d have an erection, and he pressed against her hip.

  “Alex!” Dahlia hoped she sounded scandalized, but with the way he was turning her on her side and running his hand down her bottom to get her ready, he was perfectly fine with her ex in the next room behind an unlocked door. It might have been the reason he felt so impatient to be inside of her.

  “You’re already wet,” Alex said thickly as he slowly explored her pussy with his fingers. He shifted forward and pushed his hard cock inside her and she turned her head into her pillow. It was hard for him to reach her clitoris in this position, but he was able to pull up her leg and reach under it. With quick precise movements, he was able to get her off within a few minutes, and him mere seconds after. She huffed out a laugh and pulled herself out of bed and ran for the bathroom. She was too quick for him to appreciate the view.

  Alex still needed another minute to catch his breath. As he came back down to earth, he realized every single bit of clothing was in with Nick.

  Dahlia opened up the bathroom door, smirking, and threw him a bathrobe. He pulled it on and it covered, so he could manage breakfast with the ex-husband in it. God, this was weird. He would manage for Dahlia.

  It wasn’t unt
il he was seated on a stool across from Nick after being properly introduced that he saw how very pretty the robe was. How very girly. He looked askance at Dahlia. “Would you rather I keep men’s robes in my bathroom?” She asked with a smile.

  Nick had gotten plates and the cream and sugar all ready on the table. He poured the coffee in three different mugs. He'd brought breakfast tacos. Once they were settled and eating, Nick looked at Alex and said with a teasing smile. “Sorry man, I’m gonna be honest. I checked your license.”

  Alex sighed heavily. “I was hoping to have her fall in love with me before I told her my real age. Thanks a lot.” His huff was every bit an insolent teenager. If he could have kept the smile off his face, he might have had him.

  Nick lifted his coffee cup in a salute. Dahlia sighed and finished her coffee, listening as Alex and Nick talked about their jobs, incompetent people, traffic, and sports. She couldn’t take her eyes off him. It was an interesting feeling to fall in love with someone before you see them, but looking at him, she knew that she was in as deep as she could be. It scared her a little bit, but she felt a contentment that had always alluded her.

  Next thing she knew, Alex scrambled off the chair with a curse. She watched as he grabbed his clothing and ran for the bedroom.

  “I’ve got to go open. It’s ten. You’ll be down in a bit?” Nick asked.

  Dahlia nodded. “I'm going to call Callie first.”

  “Tell her I will text her later.” He grabbed his coffee and left. A few moments after he shut the door, Alex walked out of her room quickly, coming straight for her, and pulling her up for a very thorough kiss. He pulled away, eyes intense, as she tried to catch her breath. He smiled at her, turned, put the camera in his bag, and was out the door like a bandit.

  Dahlia walked to her room and looked at her bed. She wondered if she should even bother dealing with the sheets until tomorrow. She wondered what she was going to tell Callie. She'd worry about it after her shower.