36 Inches: A MFMM Romantic Comedy

by Alexis Angel

  “Oink oink, boss,” I turn around in surprise and see that Alicia has gotten up. She’s balled her fists and looks like she’s going to rush Nadia. I go over and place a hand on her shoulder, calming her down slightly. She’s mad. With good reason.

  Nadia for her part hangs her head in defeat. “It was supposed to be a foolproof plan,” she says, all but admitting her guilt.

  “It never is when you’re stealing,” Preston says with an air of finality. When Nadia doesn’t respond, he nods to the uniformed police officer who walks over to Nadia. He stays a few feet from her, but his intention is clear. She looks at him and then at Preston and then nods, grateful for the small courtesy of not being dragged away in cuffs.

  The cop and Nadia leave the room and walk unobtrusively toward the elevator, where an unmarked police car is waiting to take Nadia to the Manhattan Jail.

  Preston looks at me and then at Alicia. “I’ll leave you two alone,” he says. “Ms. Sullivan, consider yourself demoted back to Analyst, and think about taking the rest of the day off.”

  She barely has time to nod when he turns and leaves the room as well. She seems a bit surprised by his haste.

  “Don’t worry,” I tell Alicia, taking her hand and moving her face back to me. “The guy is in back-to-back meetings throughout the day and barely had time to come to this one,” I say.

  She shrugs. “So, like watching a Managing Director get arrested for trying to steal $30 million is just another entry in his calendar, huh?” Alicia asks me with a bit of snark.

  “It’s Wall Street, babe,” I reply back with a chuckle. “If you’re not taking money from somebody, then somebody’s taking it from you.”

  Alicia sticks her tongue out at me and takes a step closer. “So I have the day off …” she says, trailing off.

  I know where this is going and I pull her closer. She can feel my cock come to life against her thigh. “The Omni Hotel is right across the street, you know?” I ask her.

  “What if they don’t have rooms?” Alicia asks with the wide-eyed innocence of someone who doesn’t know the full power of a billionaire.

  I grab her hand and lead her out of the conference room as I say, “Then I’ll just buy the hotel and fuck you in the lobby.”

  To her credit, Alicia takes it in stride. “Oh okay,” she says. “As long as you have a plan to fuck me, I think we’re good.”

  I grin.

  I’m going to enjoy her.

  Immensely.

  Alicia

  “So, lemme get this right,” I say as I come out of the bedroom to Derek’s private jet to the main cabin. The plane just took off and I got out of my work clothes and put on something sexy.

  There’s music playing through the speakers and Derek is making cocktails at the bar. It’s like a flying palace. Seriously, a girl could get used to this.

  Anyways, back to what I was saying.

  “You used me?” I ask him pointedly. “You realized I was digging through something and you let me keep going hoping it would get Nadia to try and take me out?”

  Derek shrugs. “I mean, it’s not like you were in any real danger. Unless, you know…embarrassment.”

  I feel my cheeks burn.

  “So you realized that those transfers to Iran or dealings in North Korea were being used to mask the money actually going to Nadia’s accounts?” I ask.

  He nods. “Offshore accounts she set up in the Bahamas and Cayman Islands,” he says. “But I couldn’t be sure until she fired you for them. Only the person that set them up would know they existed since they were fake.”

  I should be upset at this man. He basically took my sleuthing and did some sort of mind fuck to get what he needed.

  But I dunno…I guess I’m also glad that he’s not a terrorist. Oh my God, did you just hear me? Like have my standards fallen so low that I'm now glad if the man I’m with isn’t an international criminal?

  “You could've just told me, you know,” I tell him, walking to the bar. “You could've trusted me.”

  “I didn’t take the chance to tell you, Alicia,” Derek says looking into my eyes. “Because I didn’t want you involved at all.”

  “Why not?” I ask back, my indignation piqued.

  “Because…I love you.”

  Oh.

  Well, let’s let that statement hang there.

  Derek walks around the bar.

  “But all that is over now,” he says and wraps his arms around me. “My money is returned and we have no secrets between each other. We won’t let anything ever get in the middle of us again. Deal?” he asks.

  “Except clothes?” I ask, smiling at my cheesy joke.

  “Well we won’t let them get between us for long.”

  I don’t know how or why I squeal, but I do. And in three seconds, I’m kissing him passionately.

  Yeah. So I’m turned on. So sue me.

  We’re in his private jet, the whole cabin to ourselves… What do you expect me to do? Sit still while the man I love is so damn close to me? No way, Jose.

  I’m telling you, it’s impossible for me to get tired of him. I can’t, I really can’t. He is perfection incarnate. And knowing that this perfect man has only space in his heart for one woman—me—is enough to make me go delirious.

  There’s no need for talking: both he and I know that whenever we are alone our bodies scream for each other. That’s just one of the unwritten rules of life.

  He grins at me, his hands on my waist as he kisses me with a gentleness I would never believe he had in him just a few weeks ago. It’s still hard for me to understand how everything unfolded up to this point. But it happened… And now, Derek and I are two inseparable and matching pieces… If only I knew right from the start how maddening his kiss would be I’d have jumped on him as soon as he was within reach.

  No matter; he’s here now, his hands cupping my ass over my tight black dress as his cock becomes hard. There’s a slow burning ache between my legs, my pussy becoming as wet as it has ever been. God, Derek is going to be the end of me.

  I take one hand to his crotch, pressing against his cock with the open palm of my hand and rubbing over it. Softly, I trace its contour with just the tip of my fingers, imagining how it will feel to have his long member sliding inside of me mercilessly. He’s so damn big; he’s so huge that I still have a hard time understanding how it’s even possible for something like it to exist. His shape is long and thick, perfect in all things, and I can’t help but salivate at the thought of having him deep inside my mouth…

  My heart races fast as I try to wrap my mind around the fact that something as big as his throbbing member has already been inside of me, that huge head of his pushing against my folds and stretching me wide. I’m the luckiest woman in the world, there’s no denying it.

  With that mental image engraved in my mind, I start unbuttoning his pants, brushing my fingers over his boxer briefs. My heart is drumming anxiously inside my chest, and I slide my hand under his underwear, my fingers curling around his member as if they have a life of their own. I start stroking him in all his length, going over from his tip to his root; I can’t wait to feel each and every inch of his cock deep inside of me.

  If we keep going at it like this he’s going to ruin me, I just know it. Now that there’s nothing in our way, it’s just impossible for me to keep my hands off of him. And that sounds so good. What could possibly be better than having my body completely destroyed by Derek’s massive cock? Not many things, I’d wager.

  I caress his balls with my other hand, still grasping his cock tight while I move my hand up and down, from his tip to the base, marveling at his size. I need it inside of me again. I need that as much as I need air to breathe and my heart to beat. It would be a sin to waste such a majestic gift, don’t you think?

  He nibbles at my lower lip, his hands going down my cheeks and neck to the round mounds of my breasts, grabbing and squeezing gently. Possessed by what I’d describe as an insatiable hunger for my breasts, he
slides the shoulder straps of my dress down my arms and then leans into me and starts sucking on my right nipple, pulling down the cup of my bra and holding it in place with his long fingers. I can’t help but moan as his tongue dances in circles around it, lapping at it endlessly.

  Derek leans into me, his lips against my ear, and he whispers.

  “I can’t get enough of you, Alicia. And I’m going to fuck you very, very hard.”

  Blood rushes to my cheeks as he says it, and I almost come at his words. Really. Having Derek whisper those things at me is better than almost everything I have experienced during my short time here on this Earth. I could have him perched on my shoulder 24/7 whispering those things at me, and I would never get tired of it. Only problem I can see with that is that I would spend the whole day completely wet. But then again, that sounds just about perfect.

  I don’t even know how it's possible for me to be so damn wet. Is it possible to die of dehydration this way? Mm, well, I guess not; my whole body is still aching for him, so I’m still with the living…!

  Derek pushes me down on the long side-seat, his hands darting to my back and lodging themselves there. In a sudden movement he is on top of me, our bodies pressed against each other as we kiss. Am I still alive? Have I died and gone up to heaven? As he sucks and licks my nipple I can’t help but wonder if paradise is just that—Derek sucking and nibbling at my tits. Sign me up for it if I’m right.

  He squeezes my breasts hard as he sucks on them; then one of his hand goes down my belly, and still over the fabric of my dress, he presses it over my eager pussy, rubbing it slowly with just the tip of his fingers. I grind against his hand, swaying my hips and trying to sate the aching desire my insides feel for him. Damn, I can feel every nerve ending in my body yearning for his cock. After being with someone as big as he is, I can’t help but feel lucky I’ll be his forever… I doubt I’d ever find someone capable of bringing me such pleasure. Not to mention he’s not only big… He actually knows how to use it. It’s not hard to understand why so many people envy him; he’s rich, well endowed, and above all, he’s a true expert. A master of the trade.

  His hand goes down my waist and he slides it under my dress, his fingers hiking up to my thong; with a flick of his fingers, he pushes the small string of fabric to the side and brushes one finger slowly against my clit. I shudder and exhale sharply as he presses down on it. Damn, it’s like being hit by lightning. I can’t see, I can’t speak, I can’t hear—all that I feel are his fingers slowly stroking my pussy.

  I thrust my hips upwards against his hand; I can’t handle all this teasing, I really can’t. I’m going to die of anticipation. Then, as if he’s capable of hearing my thoughts, he pushes my hips down onto the seat, the palm of his hand pressing hard against my pussy. He lets one finger go inside of me in an upward motion, and before I can even let out a heartfelt moan, he has his thumb over my clit again.

  He lets go without a warning, the absence of his touch almost too painful to endure.

  Getting up, he grabs my hand and makes me stand; with a sudden movement, he has me pinned against the curved wall of the jet.

  I close my eyes as he runs his hands through my hair and pushes it back. We stand there in a silence only broken by the steady hum of the engines, our bodies brushing against each other as we just savor that sweet closeness.

  When I open my eyes I see him looking at me, his lips slightly parted as if he’s lost in a daze. My hands go to his chest, my fingertips feeling the rough outline of his muscles with deliberate care. He’s so perfectly sculpted that I believe not even the renaissance masters of old would be able to sculpt him in all his glory.

  He reaches for my mouth with his, kissing me in abandonment. My heart flutters as I kiss him back, my lips submitting to one of the absolute best moments of my life. I could stay here forever, lost in this sweet trance.

  Now, don’t laugh at me, but I’ve always wanted to do it during a flight. I don’t know, I always thought there was something romantic and wild about being part of the mile high club.

  His hands go down the side of my body and I tremble in anticipation, feeling his fingers stop at my waist and then make their way under my dress and up to between my thighs. Once again I quiver as he presses down on my clit, the gentle warmness of his fingers making my body feel light and relaxed.

  Softly, he parts my outer lips with a slow flick of his fingers, and I gasp as he slides one inch of his finger inside me. Slowly, he feeds it into me, each inch drawing a trembling moan out of my lips.

  “Oh, my…” I start, but he doesn’t let me finish it. The words die in my throat as he slides one more finger deep inside me in a hook motion, going straight for a secret spot I didn’t even know existed inside me. It’s like he knows my body better than I do, as absurd as that sounds. He presses there, making my whole body burn; my muscles tense up as he rubs his finger deep inside me, and I arch my back as something snaps in me and ecstasy floods my mind.

  I never thought I’d be a screamer before I met him, but as he fingers me hard to the point of oblivion and I come, there’s little else I can do but scream as loud as possible. Self-knowledge at its best: I’m a screamer indeed, and a pretty good one at that.

  I reach for his cock, grasping it tightly in my trembling fingers, and I immediately know what I want to do.

  I make him switch places with me and then fall to my knees, his cock dangerously close to my lips as I stroke him. He leans back against the wall, his hands resting on the top of my head, and I relish at the feeling of absolute control. He’s mine… He’s mine for me to do whatever I want to.

  I part my lips and let my tongue out, flicking it against his glans; it’s warm and big, and I have to resist the urge to simply have him inside my mouth at once. But no, I have to take my time. I want to drive him completely mad and show him that I can tease and torture just as well as he can.

  Somehow, I can’t help but feel the importance of proving myself to him. It seems that I take as much pleasure from seeing him climax as I do from orgasming myself. His pleasure is my pleasure.

  I part my lips and brush them softly against him, the salty flavor hitting me at once. I want to have him inside my mouth so bad it’s unreal… God, my heart is tight in anticipation.

  I fight back against my eagerness and I lick all his length, my tongue going down his shaft and then back up again, circling around his tip. I lay my lips there once more, gently sucking on his head, and I can’t take it anymore; I open my mouth wide and let him slide in over my tongue. In a second my mouth is filled with him, his thickness almost too much for me. I have to force my jaw open so that all of him fits, and I can barely do anything with him inside my mouth besides slowly bobbing my head back and forth. And that’s exactly what I do, a shiver going down my spine as I feel that delicious member of his being engulfed by my lips.

  My hands grab at his firm ass, pulling him in and swallowing his cock down my mouth. I lap with my tongue at his shaft, sucking eagerly and relishing every single second as I stroke him hard, my wrist flicking up and down in a flowing motion.

  His fingers tighten on my head, grasping at locks of my hair, but he makes no pressure there; he lets me go at my own pace. I start going faster then, my hand stroking him at the same time that I suck him. I try to go deep, but his 12 inches make it almost impossible for me. I try all the same, my mind ordering me to leave nothing on the table.

  As I start to go faster, his hands start guiding me at the same time he thrusts into my mouth ever so slightly. I look up at him and he grins at me, a flash of pleasure brightening his face; I can only imagine how it must be for him to see me there, on my knees, his huge cock inside my mouth.

  I’m ready to go all the way, to not stop until he comes, but he has other plans. I almost feel sad as he pushes my head back and makes his cock pop out of my mouth; grabbing my wrists, he makes me get up then. In a heartbeat he has me pinned against the wall once again, holding both my arms above my head as he kisse
s down my neck and heads straight to my nipples. I moan as he sucks on them, my whole body buzzing.

  Letting go of my arms, he lets his hands fall to my waist and he slowly goes down to his knees. Is he going to do what I’m thinking? Oh, yes… Yes, he is.

  He takes one hand of his and puts it under my leg, just below my ass, and makes me raise it. Holding me like that, he lifts my dress up to my waist and pushes my thong to the side; he leans into me and has his tongue trace the contour of my folds with maddening patience, just stopping for one moment to flick it at my clit.

  He goes on like that until I can’t bear it any longer; I thrust my hips against his mouth and, instead of fighting it, he lets himself go all in. He wraps his lips around my pussy, sucking hard on my outer lips as he rubs his thumb around my clit. I throw my head back against the wall and moan hard, feeling my whole body shiver as my mind goes numb with ecstasy.

  Where has he been all of my life? I was nothing before I met him.

  I grab his hair with such strength I’m amazed he doesn’t say a thing. But he doesn't’ complain: he simply redoubles his efforts as he devours me. I press my pussy against him wildly as I hold his head in place, not believing what I’m doing. This wasn’t like me, to be overtaken by desire in such a way... But then again, I never had someone like Derek, someone who knows exactly what he’s doing.

  I would be counting my blessings right now if it weren’t for the fact that my mind has simply decided to shut itself off.

  Wrapping his lips around my clit, he sucks eagerly as he holds me down with his forearm over my waist. As he sucks, he lets one finger of his slide inside me and starts fingering me slowly, each coming and going motion of his making me purr anxiously. I can feel my body already starting to sweat.

  In an instant, there’s one more finger inside of me, and before I can prepare for it, he slides a third one. I don’t know how that’s even possible… But seeing that I already had Derek’s cock inside me before, it’s not that hard to believe after all.