by Dianne Frost
Alex narrowed his eyes at his brother. Where was he getting all this money?
“Uh I think Alex is ready to go,” Fitz said looking up at Alex hopefully and Alex blinked at his brother before nodding.
“Yeah, do you mind running me home?” Alex asked and Fitz shook his head emphatically, clamoring out of the booth.
“Nope, not a problem. Bye guys. Nice meeting you Drew.” Fitz leaned over to shake Drew’s hand and Alex got a small sense of satisfaction from the wince Drew gave when Fitz squeezed.
“Hang on,” Alex said as Fitz made for the door. “Hilary do you need a ride?”
“I got her, Lexi,” Drew said with a smile and Hilary giggled in a most un-Hilary-like way. “I’m good to drive.”
“You don’t have a car Drew,” Alex said dryly and Hilary removed her mouth from her straw, swallowing.
“Oh I drove,” she said and Drew smiled at him.
“See, everybody safe and sound,” Drew said with a wolfish grin. Alex didn’t like this. Not at all, but his phone buzzed in his pocket in a series of pulses that indicated multiple texts coming through in rapid succession.
“Fine,” Alex spit, running a hand through his hair and looking from Fitz to Hilary again and back and Fitz rolled his eyes grabbing Alex’s arm. “Hilary text me and Fitz when you get home, okay?” He called as he was being drug towards the door.
“Why are you telling her to text me?” Fitz growled as they exited the bar into the sharp cold of the early winter night and Alex shivered.
“So you can kill my brother if he takes advantage of her,” Alex said as they walked to Fitz’s truck. Alex fished his phone out of his pocket. He skidded to a stop reading through Kelsey’s texts.
“I really wanna fuck you right now.”
“Like I am so wet you don’t even know.”
“I wanna be on top again I liked that.”
“Also I wanna suck your dick will u let me???”
Alex swallowed hard and suddenly he wasn’t so cold anymore.
“Hey, phone boy, it’s cold as fuck. Swipe right and let’s go.”
Alex shook his head, tapping out a quick “where are you” and sending it before jogging the rest of the way to Fitz’s truck. Alex pulled himself inside as Fitz gunned the engine and the tires spit gravel as they pulled out of the Lambency Tavern parking lot. Alex chewed the corner of his mouth, listening to Fitz drone on and on about Drew and Hilary and shots of tequila. Alex hummed and nodded in response though not really listening. His phone sat on his knee, silent and immobile. What if they crashed? Who did she say was driving? Some guy from the catholic school across town? Where was Reva in all this? What if someone found her phone and saw what she’d been sending him? What if she’s hurt?
Alex barely said goodbye as he hopped out of the truck at the start of the boardwalk, waving Fitz away as he hurried down the steps that descended from the road down between the two buildings of Lumen Cove. He looked both ways making sure no one was around before he vaulted up the stairs to the landing of Building One, hurrying to the end of the hall. He let out a sigh of relief as he made it into the small alcove just outside Kelsey’s door, pausing to let his heart slow down before reaching up over the doorframe and fumbling around for the spare key. He frowned, fingers crawling further and further along the edge but still not finding it.
He gave a small shout when the door flung open and he didn’t even have time to process what was happening before a warm body plowed into him. “LEXIIIIIIIIIIII”
Alex let out a slow sigh, a hand coming up to pat Kelsey lightly on the back. “Please don’t call me that.”
“Oops,” she said with a giggle as she pulled back to look at him. “Sorry.”
She was grinning widely as she hung from his shoulders, her shirt halfway unbuttoned, revealing the black lace of her bra underneath. Alex shuffled her inside, taking a quick cursory glance around before closing them inside.
“Yes inside is better,” Kelsey said and before he could respond she was pressed to him again, her mouth on his in a sloppy kiss that made him see stars.
“What-“ He tried to ask but was unable to get another word out around her persistent kisses. “Kelsey!” he said finally, laughter lacing the words as he pried her away from him. “What… what the hell did you drink?”
She grinned at him. “Loooooots.”
Alex shook his head. “I… I can see that,” he said, his eyes being drawn to the deep V of her open shirt. She followed his gaze and made a soft “oh!” sound as her fingers fumbled at the buttons of her shirt swaying on her feet as she concentrated hard. She made a whining sound in the back of her throat, pulling at the button to try and see it better. Alex sighed stepping up to her placing his hands lightly on her shoulders as she finally got it loose and beamed at her success. He was distracted again watching her breasts heave against the lace of her bra as she fumbled with the next button. She growled, grabbed the edges of her shirt and pulled hard, buttons popping everywhere and Alex’s mouth dropped open in shock as she wiggled to get it off her arms.
“Kels. Kels Kels Kels,” he said, as she flung the shirt aside and reached for the button on her jeans. “No no, we should really get you some coffee…”
Kelsey shook her head slowly, getting the button undone and shoving the skin tight jeans down her thighs with difficulty. She finally stopped and sighed, looking up at the ceiling.
“I hate these paaaaaants,” she whined and Alex bit his lip on a laugh.
“Here,” he said patiently as he took her hand and placed it on his shoulder before bending at the waist to inch the stretchy fabric down to her ankles. “Up,” he said as his hand wrapped around one ankle and she dutifully picked up her foot while he wrestled the bunched up fabric off and then they repeated the process with the other.
“Thanks,” Kelsey said with an exhausted sigh as Alex stood again, draping the pants over the back of one of the dining room chairs. “Do you wanna do it here?”
She was wiggling her arms behind her back trying to undo her bra and Alex shook his head, pulling her hands back in front of her. She grinned at him, leaned into his chest and planted a wet kiss on his mouth. He smiled into it, feeling her arms wrap around his neck, her body hanging onto his to stay upright. His hands went to her hips of their own accord, settling there for a moment before smoothing up her back. She giggled against his mouth, licking her lips before kissing him harder and he should really put her to bed and not let her distract him further.
“Help me,” she whined softly, twisting her arms behind her back and nudging his hands up to her bra, her brown eyes round and pleading. He hesitated. “Please,” she said and pecked his lips before looking up into his eyes again. “Please,” she repeated, pecking his lips again and then nuzzling his nose looking into his eyes. “Please,” she breathed and he gasped his shock as her teeth caught his lower lip between them and tugged, scraping against the soft flesh before it slipped free and he felt an immediate rush of blood to his groin.
“You are going to bed,” Alex warned, his fingers deftly undoing the hooks at her back and she grinned as she let her bra fall down her arms and to the floor. Alex tried very hard to concentrate on her face. And failed.
“Only if you come with me,” she sing-songed, taking a step back from him but grabbing his hands as she dragged him towards the bedroom.
He’d never seen this look on her face before, flirty and determined, confident and wanting. His body warred with his conscious, biting his lip as he let her pull him into the bedroom. She stopped once in the doorway to let his body crash into hers, kissing him hard again. He reached behind him for the door and pushed it closed, one arm going around her while the other went behind him to fumble with the lock, clicking it into place.
“Kelsey there’s-“ he groaned as she pressed her hand to the front of his jeans and rubbed her palm against him clumsily, her lips moving along his jaw. “There’s a consent issue here.”
“No there’s not,” she said shak
ing her head, her eyes hazy but sure, her hands going to his belt buckle. He felt her arms slide through his hands as she slowly lowered herself to her knees. “I want to do this.”
Alex was stunned into silence, staring down at her dumbly as she struggled to undo his belt, chewing on her bottom lip as she concentrated hard. It was the sound of his zipper coming down that seemed to break his trance and he grabbed her wrists and ripped her to her feet, a little rougher than he intended.
“You are drunk. You have no idea what you’re doing-”
“I know I’m trying to learn,” she said a severe pout crumpling her face and he blinked at her.
“What?”
“I wanna learn,” she said twisting her wrists out of his grip and pecking his lips as she ran her hands down his chest.
“Learn what?” he asked dumbly, eyelids fluttering as she slipped a hand into the open V of his jeans, gripping him through his boxer briefs.
“How to suck your dick,” she whispered, her teeth nipping at his jaw and his eyes flew open, reaching for her hand again.
“Um I don’t…” he trailed, feeling his knees weaken as she squeezed him and his breath left him in a rush. He chuckled breathily. “Why don’t we just lay down for a second.”
“I thought guys liked to stand for this,” she said, her brow crinkling in confusion, that little line drawing itself between them. Alex reached up and smoothed it with his thumb, cupping her cheek.
“Why is that?” he asked, watching her face with amusement.
“This visual,” she said simply and sunk to her knees again, her hands resting on his thighs.
A thrill went down his spine, as she looked up at him innocently, her fingers curled and she pulled the denim down his legs. His boxer-briefs bulged and her face was so close, her hands settling on the outsides of his thighs as she adjusted herself to sit back on her feet.
“Kelsey,” he said, his voice a dry warning but she didn’t listen, fingernails scraping at his hipbones as she pulled his underwear down, freeing him.
She took him carefully in her hand, almost as if she were afraid she’d hurt him, his heart ratcheting up even higher and he needed to stop her. He reached for her shoulder as she leaned in, her tongue flicking against the head of his dick and instead of trying to pull her up, he was only able to grip her shoulder as his breath left his lungs.
She licked her lips, looking up at him as her hand settled firmly around him at the base, holding him steady as she pressed her lips against the tip in a perfect pucker, the muscles in his thighs tightening as she sucked him into her mouth. The sensation was overwhelming causing all coherent thought to fly right out of his head. She opened her mouth wide, taking as much of him as she could before sliding back, the scrape of her teeth against the underside of his shaft, his skin breaking out into gooseflesh at the pleasure and pain of it. She dipped her head again, struggling to take more of him and he cupped the back of her head, hissing as she scraped him again.
“Teeth,” he whispered weakly and he slid from her mouth with a pop, a shiver running down his spine.
“Sorry,” she said, licking her lips again before going back in and he felt his knees tremble, the pleasure overwhelming as she started a steady rhythm with her mouth, her fingers splayed against his lower belly as her thumb stayed hooked beneath his shaft to hold him in place.
Alex let himself fall back against the door, closing his eyes and trying not to focus on her velvet tongue as it pressed against the underside of his shaft while she was pulling back, then wiggled against the sensitive bead of skin just under the head. A hard shiver shook through him as she sucked sweetly at the tip. Her hand twisted up and down his shaft a few times while her tongue flicked at the tip and curled around him before wiggling against that bead of skin again and taking him back into her mouth as deep as she could. He could feel a thin sheen of sweat coating his upper lip, his hands pulling back from her to ball at his sides. He couldn’t look down at her. If he saw it he would lose it and that wasn’t going to happen. Not tonight.
“K-K-Kelsey?” he murmured, feeling his balls tighten, fairly certain he could push it down but better safe than sorry when he wasn’t the one in control.
She hummed in acknowledgment and his eyes rolled back, his head thumping back against the door. Alex bit the inside of his cheek hard, tasting copper and it was enough to grab hold of his self control once more. Her rhythm was speeding however, rocking into him with her entire body not just her neck and she had gotten him so wet with her saliva he could actually feel it sliding from the base of his shaft down his balls. Without thinking he banged the bottom of his fist against the door behind him, the sound causing Kelsey to jump and he hissed as her bottom teeth scrapped the length of his shaft as she pulled back.
“Wha-”
Kelsey’s words were cut off by a harsh gasp as Alex gripped her biceps and pulled her to her feet a little rougher than he intended. He kissed her hard somehow managing to toe out of his shoes and kick his pants and underwear from his ankles. His hands fell to her ass as her arms wrapped around his neck and she moaned into his mouth as he hoisted her into his arms and carried her the few steps to the end of the bed. She giggled as she laid back against the blankets, stretching her arms up over her head and putting her body in display for him. He let his eyes rove over her as he unbuttoned his shirt as fast as he could, shucked it off his shoulders and then reached over his head to grip his undershirt and pull it over his head.
Kelsey was grabbing at his hips, pulling herself closer to the end of the bed so she could wrap her legs around him. Her eyes were hazy and dark, something animalistic behind them and he wasn’t sure if she was thinking at all right now an idea that made him twitch with want instead of hesitate. She wanted him so badly her body was on autopilot, her hips pressing against his thighs and he could feel her heat through the thin cotton of her panties, damp with her want for him. She sat up as he reached for the elastic at her hips, her arms encircling his neck and kissing along his jaw, making it more difficult to wrestle the fabric off her but she merely giggled at his frustrated growl.
Alex was about to nudge her back but she slithered away from him, turning on the bed to pull herself clumsily onto her hands and knees. His mouth went dry, watching her from this angle as she crawled to the middle of the bed, hands itching to reach for her hips and he was perilous to stop himself from following her, crawling up onto the bed himself. He waited behind her on his knees, one hand resting lightly on her hip as he waited for her to turn over and get comfortable. She looked at him over her shoulder, her face contemplative for a split second and he barely saw her sly grin before she turned away from him again and pushed herself up onto her knees, her back still to him.
“Do you think I’m hot?” she asked, taking the hand he had on her hip and pulling it around her waist, pressing it to her belly and guiding it up to one of her breasts.
Alex chuckled, edging closer to her so that his hardness was nestled in the cleft at the top of her ass, precum leaking along her lower back. His hand squeezed at her breast and he listened to her hiss, felt her arch into his hand, pressing herself more firmly against him so that he was trapped between her body and his belly. He pressed his face to her hair, breathing in the scent of her perfume mixed with rum and cigarette smoke. He pressed his lips to her earlobe.
“Yes,” he said, the words rumbling in his chest and he felt her breathing hitch, the hand that covered his on her breast applying pressure, guiding his touch down her stomach.
“Do you want me?” she asked, her voice light, innocent while her hand guided his down between her legs.
He moaned low as his fingers ran through the small smattering of hair there before finding her wet heat, sliding easily against her folds. She sighed, turning her head away from him so he could press dry kisses along the column of her neck, finding her clit and rubbing slow circles. He felt her thighs tense.
“Alex,” she moaned softly and he pressed his hips harder into her, the
sound of his name on her lips sending a shiver down his spine like it had done since the first time she said it. “Alex, do you want me?” she asked again, one arm reaching back to encircle his neck, her fingers raking through his hair.
“Yes,” he breathed against her neck, as he searched for her entrance, his fingers coated with her obvious want for him.
She released him then and he was shocked at the loss, his hand slipping from between her legs, leaving a glistening trail over her hip as she leaned forward onto her hands again. He gasped, feeling himself slide down the cleft of her ass, the bottom of his shaft sliding through her wetness as his hips pressed involuntarily forward to not lose the sensation. Both his hands had settled on her hips and he watched as she tossed her head, her hair sliding across her back and down over her shoulder as she looked over the opposite shoulder at him. Her eyes were dark and wonton, his stomach bottoming out at the intensity of her gaze.
“Then take me,” she breathed and let her head fall forward, her hips pressing back into him and even she felt his full body shiver at her words.
He shouldn’t, he knew this as his fingers dug into her hips. She was very drunk and he didn’t want her to be mortified by this in the morning. But she was rolling her hips back into him now, his shaft sliding through her wetness, the sensation pleasurable but nowhere near enough. He gritted his teeth, tightening his grip on her hip to still her with one hand while his other moved between them, shaking slightly as he searched for her entrance.
He met resistance almost immediately and felt her tense. He applied pressure to her hip, sliding his hand down so that the side of his hand rested against her groin and applied pressure first forward, feeling her bottom sink an inch or so but was still met with an uncomfortable whine from her, her body still refusing him entry. He tilted his hand back and watched her back arch, her ass pulling up and he was unprepared as he slipped forward, sinking completely into her, his hips bumping into hers as he was buried to the hilt. She tossed her head back, a small cry pulling from her lips and if he hadn’t known her so well by now he might have thought he’d hurt her.