I gasped at his intrusion, and how full he made me feel. I arched my hips against him, pushing his cock deeper, reveling how he felt as I wiggled my hips. His eyes bulged and a new sensation flowed over me. Contentment. And I felt sexy. I slid my hands up my body. watching Daniel's eyes glaze as he watched my hands. I was becoming bold with him, wanting to do things I hadn’t done with anyone. Smiling at him, I stuck my finger in my mouth and swirled my tongue around its tip.
He gasped and slammed into me, causing me to moan loudly. I wanted to scream out in ecstasy, but I didn’t want to give him that pleasure yet. Instead, I swiveled my hips again, taking him deeper. His cock pulsed inside me, sending a wave of heat and desire coursing through my body. I could feel myself stretching around him with every thrust, every movement. The heat was building and I was loving every minute of being with him. Being claimed, stretched, fucked.
I felt myself starting to build again, slower this time than before, a slow fire simmering and growing. Daniel stopped and smiled slowly at me, sitting in me. I looked at him confused as I felt my near orgasm wane. Daniel leaned down, wrapped his arms around me and rolled, so I was sitting on top of him. I gasped at the new depth he was sinking into me until I was completely wrapped around him.
I looked at him, unsure of what to do. Daniel grabbed my hips, raising me up, before slamming me back down on his cock. I moaned and nodded. I figured out what he wanted and grabbed his hands, moving them to my aching breasts. My legs were still shaking from my near orgasm, but I rode him hard. I found my own rhythm as I rocked back and forth against his cock moaning every time he brushed against my clit.
Daniel responded well to this, so I ground against him, harder and faster. He kneaded my breasts furiously, finally grabbing me and pulling me down, so he could capture my swollen nipple in his mouth, sucking at it hard. I felt myself quickening, and slid one hand between us, rubbing at the nub between us, needing to cum again. I felt the heat start to rise again, and I wasn’t letting go. I was panting as I increased the rhythm and pressure against my clit, feeling the tension break as I screamed out his name.
Daniel lifted me off and rolled me onto my knees, positioning me so he could see my pussy. Kneeling behind me, I arched back when Daniel slid two fingers into me and pumped them a few times, licking my clit. I was ready to beg him to fuck me, just so the torture from his tongue would stop. The pleasure was painfully intense, my clit was so sensitive.
“You are so fucking tight!” Daniel moaned against my skin. I could see him stroking his cock between my legs. “I can’t wait to stick my cock deep into your hot little pussy and fuck you senseless. Are you ready?” Daniel pushed the head of his cock against my opening.
“Yes! Fuck me! Please!” I begged him, pushing back against his rock-hard cock, feeling him barely slip inside of me.
Daniel leaned over me, pumping lightly, barely letting the head of his cock enter my pussy, as he massaged my breast and clit. When I started to rock back against him, craving more of his cock, Daniel stopped touching me. I whimpered in protest, until Daniel grabbed both of my hips, slamming his cock into me, growling ferally as I met him thrust for thrust. He was pumping furiously into me, slamming into my pussy again and again, and before long I was falling again. I had barely even recovered when I felt myself falling again, Daniel stiffening as his pumping became as erratic as our breathing, and he stilled, the throbbing from his cock driving me over the cliff one last time.
Daniel fell to his side, his breath ragged, he let me relax, rubbing his hand along my back. Sighing contentedly, I shifted, curling into Daniel. Putting his arm around me, Daniel whispered to my fading mind, “and that is what it’s like to be worshiped.”
Chapter Eleven
Daniel
I watched Alexa wake up and stare around the room. I adjusted so that she had room to move and she turned to look at me, smiling sheepishly. Almost as though she felt guilty about how bold she had been. When she looked at up at me though I was only smiling at her.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I smiled at her. “Last night was amazing?” I chuckled as I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss. She moaned as I moved against her. “However, as much as I would like to lay around in bed with you all day, I believe we have things to do so we can get up to the house, and we are already behind.” I swatted her ass, before getting out of bed, strutting through the room, glorified in my nakedness.
Flushing, Alexa sat up and pulled the sheet around herself. “It’s a little late for that, don’t you think?” I grabbed Alexa, and pulled her into my arms, stripping her of the sheet. “Let’s go take a shower so we can get going. I’m starving!” I winked at her hungrily and drug her into the bathroom.
Once we were in the bathroom, I released her. She just stared at me, shocked. I stared at her and she glanced around the room nervously. I turned on the water for the shower and turned back toward Alexa.
“Are you going to join me, or do you want to smell like sex all day?” I stepped into the shower and waited to see if she would join me, as I started to wash off. I enjoyed the way the shower helped to relax my muscles and stretched in the water. I heard a soft gasp as the curtain opened and Alexa stepped in.
I smiled. "You okay? You seem a little distant." I stepped forward, pulling her with me under the spray.
"Yeah, I was just thinking about last night and how it’s too bad you'll be gone in a few days. I wish we had longer to get to know each other." She leaned back. looking up at me. "I guess it’s just I've never been treated like that before and I liked it. I don't want it to end, even though it has to." She sighed, turning to nuzzle against my wet chest hair.
"Well, we already know each other," I said, wiggling my eyebrows at her, running one hand down her body, pulling her against me with the other. "We could have this weekend. An affair or sorts. No strings. Maybe see if there could be anything between us. What do you say?" I leaned down, keeping my face just a hairs breath from her lips.
"Yes," she sighed. closing the distance between us, running her hand down my chest toward my hardened cock. I pulled her closer to me, lifting her legs around my waist, so I could press her against the wall. She sighed as I pressed my cock against her, leaning her head back. I found the sensitive spot on her neck and bit her, sucking against her soft skin. I moved, dragging a ragged breath from Alexa. Her pussy was still tight around me, even after giving me so much last night.
I groaned as I shifted her, so I could go drive deeper into her hot opening. This wasn’t going to be long and sweet. I needed to take her hard and fast before the hot water ran out. I grabbed her harder, as she dug her nails into my shoulders. I slammed into her again and again, dragging us both toward out peaks as fast as I could, never letting go of the sweet spot on her neck. It wasn’t long before I felt her pussy walls contracting around my cock, dragging me closer to the edge with her. A few more thrusts and I was unloading myself into her, holding her against the wall, both coming down from our euphoric high.
I slowly lowered her feet back to the floor of the shower, releasing her neck from my teeth, smirking. I hadn’t left a hickey on anyone since high school, this was a first. I had laid my claim on her. This was going into dangerous grounds for us, but I was okay with this.
"We need to get ready," I backed away and washed again, before turning to hand her the soap and loofa so she could clean herself up.
I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I started to get dressed while Alexa finished in the shower, waiting for her so I could give her the towel. I knew she had to be tender after last night and this morning. I was surprised she came so easy for me, especially since she had admitted orgasms in the past were hard for her.
When the water turned off I handed her a towel and watched as she dried off. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She was so woman and so perfect. Her soft curves, full breasts, perfect hips, and an amazing ass. She was a real woman. Not a fucking twig that he had to worry about breaking. She was perfec
t.
"Are you going to get ready or just stare all day?" I glanced at her, snapping her back to reality. I watched as Alexa started on her hair, brushing it out until it was running smoothly down her back and rebraided it.
She reached under the sink and retrieved her bag and began pulling out the clothes Sheila had packed for her. I watched her dress, barely able to control myself from ripping the clothes off her and telling her to fuck it we were staying in the room all weekend. That outfit was tight and sexy. And my control was slipping. I was drooling.
"What? Like it? Sheila picked it out for me last night. She was more determined to set us up than anyone. She's responsible for last night’s outfit as well. You can thank her when we stop by the house." She finished buttoning the blouse before tucking it into the skirt. She sighed as she undid the top three buttons of the shirt to keep it from bursting at the strain of her chest. I could do nothing but stare. Last night’s outfit had been sexy. It had been inviting and looked amazing on Alexa. This, this was sheer seductress.
Pure torture, designed to drive me insane with desire, with need. Designed to make it impossible for me to be oblivious. I knew what Alexa looked like naked now, and how she felt squirming beneath me. I also knew if I hadn't succumbed to her last night, there was no way in hell I wouldn’t have taken her once we got to the house. With the amount of cleavage and the way those clothes were hugging her curves, I knew that I would have been a goner if I wouldn’t have taken her last night.
Already the prospect of having to sit next to her for six hours in the outfit was daunting. "Oh, it’s not that I don't like your outfit, I'm just not looking forward to the prospect of having to beat guys senseless for drooling over you. I think we should get you something else to wear before we do anything. Let’s go to John’s first so you can put on something more comfortable to wear. But, please do bring what you’re wearing, because I am looking forward to peeling you out it before the weekend is over." I escaped from the bathroom and into the bedroom so I could finish dressing.
I was no better than a teenage boy in a strip club when it came to Alexa, and I couldn't explain it. I didn't know what it was about her, but I was determined to find out. She came out of the bathroom carrying her boots and sat down on the bed to put them on. It took all of my strength and conviction not to bend her over the bed and take her again when she stood up and walked over to our bags, repacking them quickly.
Alexa walked out the room door toward the elevator with our bags.
"I think it would be best if we got going so you stop staring at me like I'm breakfast. Let’s go." She pushed the down button to the elevator. I stood there next to her, wondering what was going to happen, hoping I could keep my hands to myself. I kept stealing glances at Alexa, catching her looking at me. I wished I knew what was going on in her mind.
The elevator dinged, making me jump, and we both stepped inside, pushing against opposite sides of the elevator, to stay away from her. I held my breath until we reached the ground floor. I sighed as the doors opened and stepped out, holding them for Alexa, making sure she didn’t trip in her boots. We walked out of the hotel, me to my car, Alexa to her truck. I waited for her to pull out into the street before I pulled out to follow her to John’s house.
The roads were nice, the sky was bright, and the air was crisp. Today would be a great day for a drive, and I was ready to get out of this town.
Chapter Twelve
Alexa
I made sure not to lose Daniel on the way to John’s, taking the fastest way there from downtown. It wasn’t long before we were pulling into John’s driveway, or attempting to anyway. John’s house wasn’t small and neither was his driveway, but it was packed full of cars. I was happy I hadn’t come home now for more reasons than one. I knew if I had I’d’ve been running out of the house calling Daniel to make sure his offer was still open.
I finally found a place to park on the road about a block away and waited for Daniel to park behind me before getting out of my truck and walking back up the sidewalk with him to the house. We walked into the house only to be met with total chaos.
I doubted he had never seen a house with these many kids, adults, people, in general, running around in it, the way the house was being overrun. This was why I had jumped at the opportunity to stay with Daniel last night. The house was too chaotic for me now. But I had promises to keep, and belongings to gather.
I gracefully navigated the chaos and found my way to the kitchen to where John and Sheila were busy making breakfast. I looked behind me and motioned for Daniel to come to the kitchen, as I took over cooking and serving as though I had been doing it my whole life. I was showing off a little to Daniel, and distracting myself too. I had pancakes, eggs, and bacon on the stove and was cooking for everyone by the time he made it to the kitchen.
“Hey, you made it through that mess. Take a seat,” I motioned to the bar, the only place left with an open seat in the whole house. I turned back to the stove, and flipped the pancakes and bacon, scrambled up the eggs, all while pulling out plates, forks, butter, syrup and pulling down coffee cups for the freshly brewed coffee. I turned back toward Daniel. “How do you take your coffee? I didn’t think to ask before I poured it,” I turned to the fridge and pulled out the creamer and got the sugar from the cabinet, before turning back to the stove and dishing up our plates. I turned and placed Daniel’s plate in front of him, before waiting expectantly.
“Oh, coffee. I take it black and sweet.” I nodded and poured sugar into his cup before handing him his cup. “This is really good. Thank god you can cook. I can burn water. Well, I can make a mean BLT… and sometimes decent eggs. My idea of making dinner, though, is ordering out.” Daniel laughed as he told me this. I hid behind my coffee cup blushing. I wasn’t great with compliments, and he kept laying them on me.
I took my coffee and plate to sit by Daniel. I was taking a bite of my pancakes when I wound up with syrup dripping down my cleavage. So much for proving that last night was a fluke with the ice cream. I reached for the napkins as Daniel did, our hands brushing again. We both jerked our hands back at the electric shock that flowed between our fingers. At least I knew after last night I wasn’t imagining it. I took the napkin from Daniel’s hand and cleaned myself off.
“Thank you,” I continued to stuff my face in embarrassment. This man was going to be the end of me. Fuck if I didn’t know that. He was too good looking, too good a kisser, and way too good in bed. I looked behind me down the hall at the sudden commotion that had broken out there and laughed.
I got up and ran down the hall to catch my niece who had just run out of the bathroom covered in nothing but bubbles. Grabbing the towel in Sheila’s hands, I tackled the wriggling four-year-old and wrapped her up before handing her back to her mother. Giggling the little girl tried to get away only to be thwarted by her wrapped arms.
I walked back down the hall into the kitchen and when I walked by Daniel, he grabbed me, pulling me onto his lap and buried his face in my neck, kissing my collarbone, trailing kisses up my neck, before turning my face to his to kiss me. It was as though our bodies had minds of their own, and neither of us could pull away until the other was done.
Pulling myself away, I walked down the hall and into my room to pack. I had only been packing for a few minutes before there was an even bigger commotion than before. I stuck my head out to see what was going on and saw John storming down the hall to the front door. I followed him, with Daniel behind me to see what the deal was. I wished I would have stayed in my room packing.
Sean stood there, roses in hand, trying to push his way through the door as he looked for me. When he spotted me, he shoved through the door and made a beeline for me. Daniel stepped between us, a barrier between me and my ex.
“Move out of the fucking way!” Sean pushed Daniel. “She’s mine, not yours. Always has been. Just like Natalie.” He reached around Daniel for me.
Before I knew what was happening, Daniel had pulled his fist back a
nd it was landing square in Sean’s face. Sean dropped like a rock, grabbing his nose as he sputtered curses through the blood.
Daniel growled at him and he hovered over the coward. “She is not yours. Alexa is whoever’s she wants to be. You really think you could get her back with some roses and a demand? Especially when just yesterday you were fucking my ex-girlfriend in my bed. So, don’t talk to her like she’s a piece of meat, for one.” Daniel looked at me. “For two, she’s mine if she chooses to be. And, for three, if you ever come near her again you will have a lot worse than a broken nose. Now get the fuck out of John’s house. And if you don’t leave willingly, I’ll help you.” Daniel reached forward picking Sean up to throw him unceremoniously out the door.
Looking at Daniel, Sean glared before looking at me. “You’re mine, bitch. You’ll always be mine as long as we have a child together. And, it doesn’t matter who I may be fucking. We have a tie no one can break. No one! Do you understand me?” He yelled.
I stepped forward and placed my hand on Daniels' shoulder to let me pass. He hesitated briefly until I gave him a look. I had to handle this my way. I needed to do this to get past what had happened. Reaching up, I touched Sean’s cheek. “We have nothing. You killed the baby when you pushed me down the stairs. You can ‘fuck’ whoever you want; I don’t care but leave me out of it. You ever come near me again, well you heard Daniel, and I hope you enjoy his ex. You two deserve each other in every way possible.” I smiled, a weight lifting from my shoulders.
“You will never own me and you never did. I was too stupid to see who you really were. But, I see clearly now just who and what you are. Now, get off of my brother’s property and leave my family alone.” I was going to turn and let him be. But then the bastard grabbed me. There was nothing left for it. I let my fist fly at his bruised and battered nose. Feeling more of the bone give way under my fist was releasing.
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