by Louisa Neil
“What are you talking about?” From the tone of her voice, she really didn’t understand why he’d lost his cool.
He still wasn’t able to form the right words. Instead, out of frustration, he grasped the shoulders of her dress and pulled it down, effectively trapping her arms against her sides with the tight material. He grabbed her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples. His cock had been hard from the moment she came back to the table. Now he ached for relief. He was jutting his hips forward, using her buttocks to stroke himself. He held her in place with his body, still pumping one of her breasts while he dropped his other hand to the hem of her dress. He slid it back up with the material clutched between his fingers. She was wearing a pair of black, full-bikini panties. For an unknown reason, that made him crazier. He’d assumed she’d be wearing a thong, but instead she was covered, giving the illusion of propriety. Just below, he saw the lace tops of her stockings. Jeff felt his body shake. He dropped her dress and tucked his index finger under the waist of her panties, pulling them down her thighs.
This was worse, he decided. As she struggled to free her arms, he spanked her bare butt. She froze in place and glanced over her shoulder. “If you wanted to play—” she started but didn’t finish her thought when he began to redden her ass.
“You just had to come swaying back to the table, had to let those men and everyone in the restaurant see how your tits moved with every step you took. Do you have any idea what you looked like, how every head in the restaurant turned to watch you?”
“Jeff—” she started but stopped when he spanked her ass a few more times.
“You did it on purpose, Alice, taking off your bra the ladies’ room. Did it for the rush of attention.” He saw from her struggling that her top was beginning to inch up, freeing her arms. He jerked it downward, trapping her arms at her sides a second time. “Or did you do it to make me jealous?”
“Jealous, you?” Her tone made him think she really didn’t understand. “You think I did something specifically to make you jealous? Tell me what it was so I can do it again when I want to play rough.” If she hadn’t glanced over her shoulder and smiled at him, he might have moved away. “Don’t stop. I’m enjoying this side of your personality. How red is my ass?”
“Alice, don’t taunt me,” he uttered.
“You started this. Don’t you want to finish it now? You’ve had an angry fit at me. I’ve never seen you like this. Can I suck your cock?”
She licked her lips, and he lost his control, letting out a guttural groan. “You frustrate me beyond reason.”
“Don’t stop now. Tell me what you want. Do you know what I want? I want you to continue. I want you to take me against the wall and spank my ass while you fuck me. I want to suck your cock until you come on my tits.” When he made no move to continue, she goaded him further. “I’m not a china doll. I won’t shatter if you fuck me harder than usual. I like this scenario. I never thought you’d be into a little rough play.”
“Shut up, Alice, before this goes any further.”
“I want it, Jeff. Right here, right now, just this way. Remember, I’m the one who put the handcuffs and ropes in your gift boxes when I set up this very room. We’ve never used them.”
Since he hadn’t been thinking straight all the way home, he didn’t bother to think further. She was goading him to continue, wanting this side of him. He dropped his hand from her tit and used his body weight to hold her against the wall. He managed to get his belt and pants open, pushing them down his thighs until his hard cock sprung free. He grabbed her around the waist, pulled her a few steps from the wall, and pushed her legs wider apart with his knee. His cock was in her pussy in one smooth motion. She clamped down on him, pulsing around him. He had to concentrate on breathing or he’d have come instantly.
“You’re wet, Alice. Your pussy is hot and wet. Is that what gets you hot these days, strutting before strangers?” He thrust in her a few more times, feeling a sense of calm start to overtake him. He didn’t want calm, he wanted… Actually, he wasn’t sure just what he wanted, only that he had to get his point across.
He took a step back and pulled from her pussy. He pushed her shoulders forward, leaving her slightly off balance. Grabbing her waist, he thrust his pussy-juice-coated-cock into her anus. He almost came on the first stroke.
“Christ, you’re even hotter now.” He held her waist and fucked her ass, hard. “Mine,” he told her. “Mine, do you understand?”
She shook her head but didn’t give him a verbal answer. He knew he’d gone too far, but he knew he wouldn’t stop until he’d come in her. Over and over he slid his cock from her body and rammed it back in her tight, hot ass. She groaned, and he pinched her waist, letting himself come in her. He reached around and pushed two fingers in her pussy. She was so tight and so full that he felt her come instantly. Her body flexed around him, his cock and his fingers. If he’d thought she was wet before, now she was just fluid.
He held her tight to him for several seconds. In small increments, he managed to get his control back. He let his hand slip from her body and her weight fall against his chest as he slid his hands up her arm. He grasped her breasts, rolled her nipples between his fingers, and whispered, “Mine.”
“Yes,” she managed, her breath returning to normal.
Jeff managed to slide the material of her dress back up her arms and into place, covering her breasts. With a step back, he let his flaccid cock slide from her body. He pulled the material of her dress down to cover her red ass but didn’t pull her panties back up into place. She stood with her back still to him, not moving.
Chapter Nineteen
“Feel better now?” she asked.
“Christ, what the hell just happened?” He hitched his pants back up his thighs but didn’t bother to fasten them. Instead, he took a few steps backward and dropped onto the sofa. He dropped his head in his hands and let his elbows rest on his knees. “Alice, I’m sorry.”
“No, you’re not.” Finally, she turned around to face him. Her face was flushed, her hair mussed, and her dress not in place. He could just see the edge of her panties peeking out the bottom of her dress.
“You are the most erotic sight I’ve ever seen,” he told her and truly meant it.
“What the fuck happened today?” She took a step back and let her weight rest against the wall.
“I don’t know. I truly don’t. You came from the bathroom without your bra, and I just lost it.”
“You’ve seen me do that often. I rarely manage to get through a day with my bra on. Why did it make you crazy today?” She pushed her hair from her face. “Talk to me. I need to understand.”
“I can’t explain it. I wish I could.”
“If you were horny, I would have been happy to oblige. But quite honestly, since all this crap with Naomi coming back, you’ve been distant. The few times I’ve approached you about sex, you turned me down. What happened today?”
Jeff drew a deep breath. “Today I realized I wanted you to be mine.”
“I am yours. I always have been in many ways.”
“I know. That’s what doesn’t make sense to me.” He shook his head from side to side.
“Or to me.” She pushed from the wall and took a step. He watched her pause, push her panties down her legs, and let them drop to the floor. Then with another step, she was free of them, the material lying in a damp puddle on the carpet. He knew she walked behind him, and he heard the refrigerator open. She was back beside him, handing him one of the bottles of water she was carrying.
Jeff twisted off the cap and took a long drink. She did the same. He’d been afraid the silence would be awkward. He laughed and turned to her. “I’m sitting here, hoping the situation doesn’t turn awkward. How insane is that?”
“I’d say this whole afternoon has been a bit insane. Want to tell me why?”
“Alice, do you have any idea how truly beautiful you are? You looked lovely today and had every man’s eye just walkin
g in. But when you came back without your bra, I just lost it.”
“Remind me not to take my bra off at lunch again, unless of course I’m in the mood to be spanked and fucked.” She laughed at his obvious discomfort. “Relax. You didn’t hurt me. In reality, it was kind of hot. But can you explain what you meant when you said, ‘mine’?”
“You won’t like the answer.”
“You should let me decide,” she told him.
“I realized that’s what I truly wanted. I want you to be mine.”
“But I am yours.”
“No, I want you all the time as mine. As a wife, as the mother of my children.” He watched her carefully, but she only seemed more confused. “Look, I understand it’s not rational. It’s just what I felt.”
“You don’t love me like that, Jeff. I’m not Naomi, and I’ll never be like her. I’m not sophisticated. I’m only an asset to you businesswise. You need a woman to run Hudson House with you that likes to do lunch and shop, not cloister herself away in a computer lab until the project is finished. You need a woman who can help you socially.”
“I don’t care about social, Alice. Jeez, I thought you understood that by now.”
“Have you been thinking about this for a long time or only since Naomi’s visit? I know before that, you thought she was the ideal woman to be mistress of Hudson House.”
“I’ll admit, I thought she was what I wanted, what I needed in a wife to keep Hudson House going. But in reality, what I want is you. I don’t care about appearances or social standings. I love you. I always have. If we’d first met when you were older, I’d never have let you go. But you were so young and had so much to prove to yourself and the world.”
“Is this a knee-jerk reaction? Do you feel I’ll be safe and emotionless?”
His laughing aloud wasn’t what she expected, from the look on her face. “I don’t want safe. I want you with all your little irritating habits and being right all the time. I want my future here in this old house with you.”
“What about Mason?”
“He’ll always be a part of us, Uncle Mason. But since he’s had a vasectomy, I’ll know our children are mine.”
“So you don’t mind including Mason in our sex lives?”
“No, I never have. Actually, he takes some of the pressure off me, performancewise. Damn, Alice, I don’t know if I could keep you satisfied by myself.”
“You did in the past.”
“Yeah, but that was so long ago. The three of us just feels right. I can’t explain it more than that. Maybe it’s because you’re not judgmental about me and him together on occasion. Maybe it’s because I’m comfortable with him. Maybe it’s just what feels right to me.”
“Why now? Why not a month ago or a month from now? What made you feel this way now?”
“I’ve always loved you, always wanted you but, like I said, you were so young when we met. When the business was forming, I knew you’d be a part of it or it wouldn’t be at all.”
“What exactly are you looking for, Jeff? Are you proposing marriage, because you know how I’ve always felt about that. It’s a trap for most people. I don’t need a piece of paper to prove where my priorities and affection lay. I’ve never considered marriage.”
“Well, maybe down the road you’ll consider it. For now, I’d like us to have an understanding. I want you here with me full-time as mine. And if you wanted and were agreeable, maybe add a few kids along the way.” She started to speak, but he put his hand up to stop her. “I’m willing to adopt if you don’t want to put your body through pregnancy. But I want you to be the mother.”
“I never said I didn’t want to have children. It was just that they were a nonissue. I never considered having kids because they wouldn’t be yours. Don’t you know deep down, you are the one true love of my life? Don’t you understand how hard it was for me to see you with…her and not be jealous? I wanted to be yours in all ways, but I never thought you saw me in that light anymore.”
“I guess coming here has made me realize my priorities. They’re not the same as they were in California. Here, this feels right. This is home. I want it to be home for all three of us.”
“What makes you think you won’t get jealous of Mason one day? Then where would we be, personally and professionally?”
“I don’t see Mason as a threat. That’s a nonissue.”
“I think you should think about this for a while. Make sure this isn’t just a bout of jealousy or a longing for what you think the rest of the world assumes we should have. You’ve never mentioned children before.”
“I’m not saying I want them tomorrow, just that I’ve come to realize I do want them.”
“Maybe we should start small, like with a dog or cat.” She didn’t hold back her laugh at his obvious discomfort. She let her body slide down the arm of the sofa until she was sitting on his lap. “Why not think about it all, and we’ll talk when you’re not in a jealous fit.”
“We can discuss it all you want. I just need you to know that’s the direction I want us to go in.”
“I can promise you I’m not planning on going anywhere. You’re stuck with me and with Mason. In a few years, if we both feel the same, and the timing is right, we’ll discuss kids. But—and this is a big but—I don’t feel I need to be married.”
“Will you consider it for down the road? If we have kids, they might feel more secure knowing we’re married.”
“That’s not a good argument. Look at the divorce rates. If we’re together it should be because we want to be, not because of a legal arrangement.” She wrapped her arm around his neck. “Now, if you want to do something for me, how about fucking me again.”
“How?”
“Any way you want, as long as your cock winds up in my body. I wouldn’t mind meeting the dominant side of you I met this afternoon again. He was hot and exciting. You had this attitude of knowing what you wanted and taking it. I think I’d like to be taken like that on occasion again.” She gave him a wicked grin and dropped her lips to his. Jeff felt it was a kiss that sealed their feelings and sealed their fates. Right now he didn’t care if she married him, as long as she was his.
Mason had known Alice and Jeff long enough to understand whatever happened at their business lunch needed to be worked out between them. He waited an hour, finishing the project he was working on before knocking lightly on the playroom door.
“Come in,” Alice yelled.
As he opened the door, he drew a breath of relief. Jeff was sprawled on the sofa, his pants open, his cock semi-hard. Alice was half sitting, half lying beside him. Her hair was mussed, and her dress ruched out of place. He stood watching them and began to laugh.
“It’s about time,” he said, venturing into the room and shutting the door behind him. He walked to the cooler and grabbed a bottle of wine. Holding it up, Jeff nodded his approval. As he stood, opening the bottle, he continued to laugh. After filling three glasses and handing them around, he dropped onto one of the ottomans in the center of the sofa pit.
“It seems you two finally worked things out.”
“What are you talking about?” Jeff asked.
Mason noted Jeff’s free hand was massaging Alice’s neck. “I’m saying it’s about time the two of you figured out you’re in love.”
“Of course I love him,” Alice said, adding, “and you, too.”
“Yes, I know. But you two finally figured out you’re supposed to be a couple.” Mason paused to sip his wine, nodded at Jeff, and winked at Alice. “I figured once we got out here and settled, the two of you would have a major disagreement and fight. Somewhere along the line, your true feelings would come out.”
“If you thought this all along, why didn’t you say something?”
“Jeff, if I came to you or Alice and told you my impression was that you were both doing your best to fight your love and attraction, you’d have told me to stuff it.”
“Probably,” Jeff said with a smile.
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��But you came here when he was still with Naomi. If you felt this way, didn’t you worry they’d get married? And if they did…” Alice let her voice trail off.
“Give me credit for having a little common sense myself. Honestly, if I thought Jeff and Naomi were destined to marry, I probably would have stayed in California.”
“Would you have let me come?” Alice asked.
“I don’t know. I decided to wait and see. If I felt they were going to remain a couple, I probably would have talked to you about it, about hiding your feelings for him for the rest of your life, or at least as long as the company lasted with Naomi in the background.”
“You don’t mind?” Jeff pulled a throw pillow behind his head and settled back. “I mean, with the three of us sharing everything, my marrying Alice will change things to a certain degree.”
“Look, I understand the two of you were destined to be together. It just wasn’t the right time when you met before. Alice was too young, just finishing school and wanting to prove herself. Jeff, you were still teaching and had this amazing idea to start a company and run it the way you thought best instead of working for some stuffed shirt behind a desk in a glass office who couldn’t open his e-mail no matter how he tried.” He sipped his wine. “I made my decisions long ago. I’m not the marrying kind. I’ve made it a point not to have children. So as far as I’m concerned, I’ll be quite content being Uncle Mason, the cool uncle who will spoil your kids. It just makes sense. You two will make wonderful parents. I’ll make a wonderful uncle.”
“I only have one problem,” Jeff said, glancing to Alice.
“Which is?” Mason began to wonder if Jeff and Alice had decided they wanted a strictly man-wife relationship. If that happened, he had options. He could stay with the company or move on. Eventually, he’d find another partner, although he knew it wouldn’t be as easy and comfortable as his time with Alice and Jeff. “Go ahead. We’ve always tried to be honest. What’s the problem?”
“Alice won’t marry me.”