Hale Series Boxed Set

by Marie James

  Without a word he lines himself up and slides into me. My eyes close of their own volition. My muscles cling to him, begging for more.

  “Alexa.” I respond to him with a rotation of my hips, grinding myself against him. He reaches down and pinches my clit; the painful jolt makes me open my eyes. Once he has my attention he pulls his hand away and seats himself in me fully. “I’m not looking for a relationship, Angel, and I know you aren’t either but I don’t want any other man in this pussy while we’re doing this friends with benefits thing.” I nod my head telling him he’ll be the only one. He strokes out then back in exquisitely slow. “Fuck, Alexa, I don’t want to be in any other pussy but this one either.” He pulls out and thrusts back in deep, hitting every hot spot on the way.

  Did we just agree to monogamous sexual relationship?

  His thrusts deepen and quicken as he reaches down to stroke my oversensitive bundle with his thumb. Another orgasm is quickly snaking up my back. I’m seconds away from detonating on him.

  “Goddamn! Angel!” He throws his head back and explodes, the first pulse of his release setting mine into motion. I’m rocking back into each thrust, my walls milking him dry.

  He collapses against my chest; my hand immediately reaches up to stroke his hair, soothing him. I know it took a lot to not only admit what he wanted from me but to actually put it into words had to have been difficult.

  “I hope you’re ready for this,” he huffs against my breast. “I can’t go another six days without being inside of you.”

  I smile. “Good thing. You’re so much better than my vibrator.”

  He chuckles, raises his head, and peers down at me. “Did I hurt you with the belt?” His concern has my heart clenching.

  “Did I safe word?” He knows I didn’t. I run my thumb over his bottom lip. “I love it when you spank my ass.”

  I smile in reaction to his smile as he leans in and kisses me. “You haven’t seen anything yet.” He promises against my lips.

  The anticipation of what he plans to do to me next have my hips rotating against him, seeking friction.

  Chapter 19

  Garrett

  Alexa made a hasty retreat once I got her bag from Johnny at the bar and she changed her clothes. She came with a friend and said she had to get back out to her. I let her go without worry this time. She’d agreed to the friends with benefits arrangement and that’s what I wanted to hear. I shocked even myself with the pronunciation that neither of us is to sleep with anyone else. I wonder briefly if I’ve shot myself in the proverbial foot.

  I decided to stay in the office and work through emails and paper work. A knock at the door draws my attention.

  I press a button on my desk that unlocks the door with a click and I watch Darren step into the office; in his hands are two large stacks of cash. He’s flanked on each side by the hired security I employed for the event. One guard places the empty, glass jar on a shelf in the corner.

  “All counted?” I ask Darren. He and I both know full well I’ll do a recount.

  “Yes, sir. It’s over fifty thousand.” He doesn’t waste his time telling me what his exact count is as he places the stacked bundles on the desk in front of me.

  “Excellent. How does it look out there?” He grins.

  “Still a full house! I better get back to it.” He says as he backs away from the desk and makes his way to the door.

  “Thanks for helping me out this evening, Darren.” He acknowledges my praise with a huge smile and a slight blush to his cheeks before leaving.

  I grin. He hit on me his very first day here and although I’m pro-LGBT, I had to remind him that I’m heterosexual and even if I weren’t I don’t fraternize with staff. He said he understood, but he still gets a little flushed when we’re in close proximity, and his reaction makes me smile every time.

  By the time I finish the work in the office, get the cash counted, and locked in the safe, I make my way back out to the club. It’s now beginning to wind down and thin out. Alexa and her friend have already left, and I do my best to ignore the pang of disappointment.

  I think about sending her a text with the total amount that will be donated in her name, but I have to wait to make sure that Ian’s okay with the match amount since it’s quite a bit more than we’d anticipated. I know he won’t have an issue with it but I just want to make sure.

  Going home from the club has never felt so lonely.

  ***

  Even though I woke up early, I decided to hit the downstairs gym before I messaged Ian about the donations the wet t-shirt contest brought in last night. My shower, which of course included an Alexa induced hand job, took way longer than usual, and I can’t help but smile at the pruniness of my fingers.

  I settle in at the desk in my home office and fire off a text to Ian.

  Garrett: The wet t-shirt contest went very well last night.

  I decided to work through emails while I wait for his response. I don’t have to wait long.

  Ian: That’s awesome. How much do I owe you?

  Garrett: Contest brought in $53k!

  Ian: That’s awesome! I’ll have accounting send you over a check first thing tomorrow!

  Garrett: Sweet! Even sweeter is Alexa won!

  Ian: I knew you’d make that happen!

  Garrett: Not just me man. That woman brought in almost $15k of that herself., and I only donated $5k of that.

  Ian: People really loved her tits!

  Garrett: Hey, man. Watch it.

  Ian: lol. So did you guys talk?

  Garrett: We did.

  Ian: And?

  Garrett: She’s all for it!

  Ian: Good deal. I wanted to make sure to invite you to the dinner Lorali has planned for Thursday.

  Garrett: Dinner? First I’ve heard of it.

  Ian: Lorali’s throwing a birthday dinner/party type thing for me.

  Garrett: Just tell me when and where. You know I’ll be there!

  Ian: Duo. 7 pm. Plan on hitting the club after.

  Garrett: Which club?

  Ian: She hasn’t decided yet.

  Garrett: Ok, tell her I’ll make club arrangements.

  Ian: Will do.

  Since she’s already on my mind, like she ever leaves, I decide that now is as good a time as any to inform Alexa of her winnings. I opt to call her rather than text, feeling the need to hear her voice.

  It rings three times before she picks up.

  “You really are insatiable aren’t you?” She teases as soon as she answers.

  I can’t help but laugh. “I’d like nothing more than to fuck you right now, Alexa, but that’s not why I’m calling.”

  I hear a sexy sigh leave her lips. “Okay. So why are you calling?” His question is asked with no hint of annoyance.

  “I wanted to tell you how much was raised last night.” I tell her and then remain silent.

  “Well? Are you going to tell me?” I can hear the joking in her voice and I almost want to proposition her for a hard fuck in exchange for the total.

  “How bad do you want to know?” I’m toying with her and she knows it.

  I hear an exaggerated huff on the other end of the line.

  “Garrett, you don’t have to have ammunition to fuck me. All you have to do is ask. If I’m available I’m all yours.” She advises sternly like someone would talk to a child.

  I can almost picture that stubborn stance she gets when she’s trying to exert her power over me; the one that caves the moment I give her a command. “Oh Angel, you expect me to ask to fuck you?”

  She doesn’t answer.

  “And if I told you to be here in twenty minutes to suck my cock, what would be your response?” I insist in a sexy but commanding voice.

  “Seriously?” She responds with a breathy whisper and I can tell she’s interested.

  “Yes seriously.”

  “I’d say make it twenty-five so I can grab a quick shower before I leave the house.” She answers without hesitation.<
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  I can’t help but bark out a laugh. “That’s what I want to hear, Angel.”

  “So? What’s the amount?” She prods again.

  “I guess you’ll find out in twenty-five minutes.” I hang up on her and text the address to my apartment.

  Well, that was the most impulsive thing I’ve done in a long time. This woman is like cocaine; tasting her has left me addicted, and I can’t wait for my next hit.

  ***

  I open the door with over-eagerness when I hear Alexa’s gentle knock. She’s wearing jeans and a form fitting t-shirt and she looks just as sexy as she would if she had on a slinky dress and stilettos. The only problem with her clothes is that she is wearing them rather than being in a pile on the floor.

  I tug her into the apartment and pull her against my chest. I can’t resist the desire to run my nose up her neck. She smells clean and perfect, natural and not overdone. This is the first time, I realize, that I’ve noticed she’s not wearing perfume. I can’t decide which scent I like more.

  “Strip.” I command.

  Never taking her eyes from mine she begins to pull her clothes off, leaving them in a messy pile on the floor like she read my mind. My cock twitches in my sweats as I take in her naked body; the sight of her shaved pussy is a beacon for mouth. I regret telling her over the phone that she’s here to suck me off. I may change things up here in a bit but for now I have to follow through with my words. I’m nothing if not reliable in my words.

  I stretch the waistband of my sweats away from my body and down freeing my raging erection. I stroke my cock with one hand as I back further into the living room and motion with my other hand for Alexa to follow. She’d hit her knees when I instructed her to, but I know the hard wood in the entry way would hurt her. All the pain she feels will be something I give to her not an indirect result of my pleasure.

  Once we cross over on to the plush carpet of the family room I release myself. “Knees, Alexa.” She hits the floor before I could finish my command.

  I close the space between us, my cock bobbing under its own weight in front of her face. She licks her lips in anticipation causing it to jump from the seductive promise. She sits still, leaned back on her heels, waiting for permission. It amazes me that the Alexa that’s always so feisty in public becomes this beautiful and incredibly submissive angel when we’re alone.

  She’s staring at my dick like having her mouth around it is the only that will save her from sure death. She doesn’t take her eyes off of it, not even when I gently stroke her cheek with my thumb.

  “You want to taste me, Angel?” The question comes out more huskily than I had intended, informing her that I need her mouth on me as much as she needs me in her mouth.

  She rakes her eyes slowly up my body until her they meet mine. Slowly nodding her head she responds. “Please?” The softly whispered plea can’t be denied.

  I take the last step toward her, eliminating all distance between her. She opens her mouth like a baby bird; the graze of my cock on her lips the only thing she needs to open wide for me. I close my eyes and groan, trying my best to calm the urge to slam in to the back of her throat.

  Once I’ve calmed myself as much as I know I will be able to until I come the first time, I chance a glance down at her. The sight of her naturally pink lips wrapped around me and the vibrant green in her eyes as she watches my reaction to her mouth is almost as incredible as the blow job itself.

  “Take it deep.” I demand. She obeys immediately. The repeated swallow of her throat as I invade it shoots tingling fire up my back. “Yes! Like that!”

  I grab her head with both hands and direct her off and on my dick. She allows me to direct her actions never breaking the delicious suction her mouth has. Heaven. It’s not until I feel the light touch of her palms on my thighs and look down that I notice the alarm in her eyes. I pull myself completely out of her mouth and smile as I hear her gasping for breath.

  Yes, I’m an asshole and just practically choked Alexa on my cock, but it’s the knowledge that she did nothing more than give me a gentle touch on my legs to inform me of her distress that elates me. A lesser woman would have struggled and attempted to pull herself free. She trusts me enough to read her and do what’s right.

  She looks up at me with needy eyes and wipes spit off of her chin with the back of her hand. I pull my t-shirt over my head and push my sweats the rest of the way down my thighs until they pool around my feet. Stepping out of my pants I reach my hand out to her and Alexa uses it stand to her full height.

  I drag her flush against my chest, relishing in the warmth of her body. Her lips, like a siren’s call, demand my attention.

  “Garrett,” she pants just before I crush my lips to hers.

  I growl into her mouth when my tongue slides across hers. I feel her arms wrap around me and I almost pull away, the intense feeling almost too intimate, but then I register the scrape of her nails down my back and melt into the mildly violent embrace.

  Needing my mouth on her other set of lips I ease out of the kiss. “Lay back on the table, Alexa.” I incline my head towards the coffee table in the center of the room. I watch as her lithe body glides to the table and I’m forced to bite my lip when she gracefully lowers herself to the table. She keeps her legs shut denying me the sight of her stunning pussy. The smirk on her face at knowing what she’s doing and the audacity of her actions moves me into action.

  I grab the silk rope I placed on the couch before her arrival as I make my way to her. “Pull your legs up and spread your thighs.” The second she complies and give her clit a sharp slap. The sharp gasped moan informs me that I surprised her as well as turned her on.

  She’s clamped her legs back together after my surprise attack. “You can’t seem to obey today. You know what happens.” I drag the length of soft rope from her chin down her stomach. “Spread your legs, Alexa.”

  Her breath hitches when she realizes I’m going to tie her open, preventing her from hiding her center from me. I wrap the rope around her thighs and calves forcing her knees into a perpetual bend. Once I’m certain she can’t stretch her legs out I then tie her wrists to her ankles for good measure.

  Without another word, I hit my knees and bury my head in her glorious pussy, licking and lapping up the wetness that has already escaped. I feed off of her moans and clamp my hands on the inside of her thighs as I devour her. I’m feasting on her less than a minute before her body explodes in an orgasms that has her shaking and convulsing against her restraints.

  “You greedy bitch,” I curse as I pull my mouth from her clenching core. “I didn’t say you could come.” I smack the outside of her thigh and grin as the pink blush of my hand print rises immediately on her milky white thigh.

  I turn away from her and grab the strip of condoms I have in my sweats pocket. I rip one from the strip and open it with my teeth. I glide it down my length as I walk back to her. I sink to my knees and line my stiff cock against her drenched entrance.

  “I’m going to fuck you now, Alexa. You will not come until I tell you to. Do you understand?” Her wide eyes look back at me like she thinks I’m crazy but she still nods her head and bites her lip.

  I thrust into her, my balls hitting her ass. “Fuck!” The searing heat of her pussy nearly sends me over the edge. I do my best to reign myself in. I can’t chastise her for coming so quickly if I blow my load in seconds also.

  I smack the inside of her thigh, mainly as retribution for having such a magnificently tight cunt. I pull back and thrust into her again; the power of my jab scooting her away from me. I clasp one hand around her leg to hold her in position. I reach up with my free hand and mildly twist her perfect pink nipple.

  Her moan shoots straight to my cock and nearly sends me over the edge again. I see her bite her lip and hear her whimper just as I feel the pulsing clutch of her on my dick.

  “I told you not to come!”

  I wrench myself out of her and smack her clit with the tips of my fingers.
The punishment didn’t have the intended effect as she continued to moan and shake; if anything the slap heightened her orgasm and fuck if that isn’t hot!

  I ram back in and pound into her repeatedly, the fire in my gut sinking into my balls. “Take it all!” I ground out as my last handful of thrusts end in my own release.

  “Garrett!” She screams as she’s hit with another powerful orgasm. Feeling generous, I stroke in and out of her until the shutters and clenching subsides.

  “God damn, Alexa,” I mutter as I fall onto her chest and swipe my tongue across one of her pert nipples. “Amazing,” I whisper against her flesh.

  “Yeah,” she whispers in return.

  I raise my head off of her and smile at the sated, sleeping look on her face. I begin to untie her and for the first time in my life look forward to her aftercare.

  I let the ropes fall to the floor and stand. “I’ll be right back.” I inform her as I leave the room. I head into the bathroom for a bath robe and a wash cloth.

  I stand in front of the over-sized mirror in the ensuite bathroom and glare at myself. This woman will be the death of me I’m sure.

  I make my way out to the living area. “I grabbed you a ro…” I stop dead in my tracks. She’s gone. She took off….again.

  Chapter 20

  Alexa

  I could think of no better way to spend a Sunday than being fucked by Garrett Hale, so when he called and pretty much demanded it I was as giddy as a school girl being asked to prom by the captain of the football team.

  I still feel shitty for jumping up and leaving when he left the room. I could tell from his demeanor that he expected me to stick around and I almost did. Almost. We’re great at hellos but I have no desire to live through an awkward goodbye with Garrett. I don’t what the snub and rejection would do to me.

  Unfortunately, now it’s Monday and I’m at work. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job, but some days I’d rather be anywhere but here. Today’s one of those days.