10. Elijah
My lips collide into Alex’s as warm water pelts us and steam floats in the air. She gasps into my mouth, her body still shaking from her orgasm as the toy she was using and something else clatters to the ground.
“Elijah,” she murmurs against my lips.
“You started without me,” I grumble, kicking the objects at my feet away and spinning her so that her breasts press against the tiles. Her breath hitches in her throat at the sudden movement.
“I didn’t think you were coming,” she says quietly.
“Put your hands above your head with your palms pressed against the wall.” A sound of surprise mixed with arousal escapes her lips, but she does as I ask. “Now arch your ass back.”
“Elijah,” she moans, a curious lilt to her voice.
I gently slap the wet skin of her butt, the ivory turning pink at the light smack. She cries out but pushes her ass back, and delight fills my stomach that she liked it.
I bring my hand down again on the other cheek, the action echoing in the shower. “You’ve been a dirty girl without me, Alex.”
Her head turns so she can look over her shoulder, and a little smirk appears on her lips. “Then punish me for it.”
My already throbbing cock aches. While my desire to pull her out of this shower and put her over my knee is strong, I have other ideas. Ideas that can’t wait.
“Keep your hands on the wall,” I command, moving behind her and grabbing her hips. I pull her back into my groin so she can feel what she’s done to me, how hard I am for her after watching the little show she put on.
She moans as my cock slides between her ass cheeks, my hips gently thrusting as I dig my blunt nails into her hips. “Imagine my surprise,” I say, leaning into her body so my lips tease against her ear, “when I got to your bedroom and saw the door cracked open for me, only to find the bed empty.” I bite down on her earlobe, and she arches her sweet ass further into me.
“I didn’t think you were coming,” she reiterates. I pull back to smack her skin, and she moans again.
“You know what I think, Alex?” I ask rhetorically. “I think you were too turned on to wait. That you’re an impatient girl.”
She bites her lower lip as I grip her hips harder, pulling her delicious ass into me and grinding on her.
“Are you, Alex? Are you an impatient girl, needy for my cock?”
She nods, her hands clawing at the tile like she is trying desperately not to touch me. I smirk and nip at her ear again. “Say it. Tell me what you are.”
“I’m an impatient girl, needy for your cock.”
“Yes, you are,” I hum as my hand winds around the curve of her waist to find the V between her legs. I thumb her swollen clit, and she keens. “Sensitive?”
She nods. “Yes.”
My eyes dart to the floor to see the silicone dildo still vibrating on the ground, and a stupid rage fills me. I have nothing against toys, but I do have something against not being the one to use them on her. It’s idiotic, but I can’t help it. While I’m with this woman, I want to give her every pleasure. By my hand. By my mouth. By my cock.
Alex presses her pleading body into me, and I nip at the wet skin of her shoulder, pinching her clit so she sucks in a breath. “From now on, you don’t use toys unless I’m in the room. Unless I’m the one to fuck you with them or I tell you how to fuck yourself, understood?”
Alex glances back at me, her pupils dark and cheeks red like cherries. “You’re accepting my offer?”
My face softens, the fact that she’s wanting reassurance even though I’m already here tugging on my heart. “One weekend.” I rub her clit in slow, lazy circles. “You have me.”
Her eyes shine, and any doubts I still had leave my mind. One weekend. I’m giving myself one weekend to live in sin with this incredibly beautiful woman.
I’ll beat myself up about it later, but I know I won’t regret it. There’s no way I would be able to. I’ll worry about how I’m going to look my best friend in the eye when I get home, but that’s not important now. In fact, with his daughter rubbing her ass against my cock and her slippery arousal on my fingers, I doubt anything will be as important as the time I spend with Alex.
“Then what are you waiting for, Mr. Serious?” she challenges.
I relax my brow with a smile and take my cock in my hand, gathering some of her wetness so it slips easily up and down the crease of her ass. On the third pass, I push the swollen head against her tight ring of muscles.
She gasps. “Elijah!”
I press in a tiny bit but don’t force anything. I know better than that. “Has anyone ever taken your ass, Alex?”
She leans her forehead against the shower wall at the subtle pressure. “No, never.”
I dip the tip of my cock in enough that she whines before pulling back. “I’m going to take this tight hole of yours, Alex. Not right now, but before we leave this house, it’s mine. Will you let me?” I repeat the action again, slipping it in enough to make her react.
“Yes!” she cries. “Please, Elijah. I’ll let you do anything you want to me. Just take me now. Please. I need to feel you.”
Her pleading ignites a desire to claim her deep within me. To show her that no fake dick is going to satisfy her. Only I can.
I mold myself to her back, bringing her hands down from the wall. When they’re at her sides, I spin her to face me. We’re both soaked from the shower now, our chests heaving in anticipation.
I brush her darkened red hair from her face, claiming her lips with mine. Her hands claw at my back as she hitches her leg over my hip, grinding herself on me. We moan into each other’s mouths while I taste her again and again, her hard nipples dragging across my chest. I break the kiss and lap the water off her sweet skin, sucking on her clavicle as my cock throbs against the perfect curves of her soft stomach.
“Elijah.” My name falls from her lips like a prayer. I place my hands on the underside of her ribs, brushing my thumbs over her nipples. Her head lands back against the tile, and her chest thrusts out like an offering. I latch my lips onto the hardened buds and suck, squeezing her heavy breasts until she’s practically sobbing with need.
“I love your body, Alex,” I say between bites and sucks. “You’re all mine, aren’t you?”
“I’m yours.”
“You want my cock, you dirty girl?” I work my way back up her chest and neck to kiss her lips. Once. Twice. Then a third time.
“Yes, Elijah!” She pouts so prettily. “No more teasing.”
I meet her desire-filled eyes as I fist my cock, circling it around her clit so my pre-cum massages into her sensitive skin. She arches into the sensation, hitching her leg further up my hip so I’m positioned at her entrance.
“Are you on the pill?” I ask, hoping she is because I didn’t bring any condoms on this trip. I didn’t even think to bring them since I was supposed to be here alone.
She bites her lower lip. “I have an IUD.”
I notch my cock inside her tight pussy, the pulsing heat of it making me pause. The gravity of what I’m about to do settles inside me. I’m about to fuck Alex Martin bare. In my best friend’s house. In his fucking shower.
It should disgust me, but it only makes me want to give in even more. To sink into her pink cunt and forget about reality. To make our own reality here, together. Even if it’s only for a weekend.
“Fill me up, Elijah,” she begs, her voice barely a whisper.
A growl leaves my lips at her words, the words I also heard her say while getting herself off to mental images of me. With one swift thrust, I sheath myself inside her, the sound of our bodies meeting as I bottom out echoing through the room. We both curse in pleasure, my forehead resting on Alex’s as we feel our bodies intimately connected for the first time, with nothing between us.
Her fingernails dig into my shoulder blades, and I take in a choppy breath. It’s been two years since I’ve had sex with anyone. Two years of being sex-deprived, intimacy-deprived, and simply deprived of human connection beyond work and time with friends. My body shivers, completely unexpected emotion clogging my throat.
I pull back slightly to take in Alex’s face, her forehead pinched in pleasure and pupils dilated. She’s so incredibly sexy like this. I kiss a diamond pattern of freckles on her cheek then trail my mouth down her neck, licking the water droplets from her flushed skin.
“Elijah,” she whimpers. “You feel so good inside me.”
Her praise has my spine tingling, and I know I need to move. I pull back and start punching my hips in measured, shallow thrusts. Alex’s mouth drops open in an O shape as she clenches her already tight inner walls around me.
“Fuuuck,” I exhale. “Keep that up, dirty girl, and this will be over soon.”
“I don’t care; I need you now.”
I click my tongue against the back of my teeth. “So impatient.”
Alex slinks her hands down my shoulders to palm my ass. She digs her nails into my flesh hard enough that I know they’ll leave perfect crescent-shaped marks.
“Are you claiming me?” I muse as I thrust into her again, a little harder this time.
She groans, nodding a heated yes as her nails dig deeper. “Please! I need you, baby. Make me feel you for days.”
Between her plea and term of endearment—along with another purposeful squeeze of her cunt—I lose my barely there composure. I pull my cock nearly all the way out then slam back into her heat, my hand slapping against the wall beside her head.
Alex jumps, her sound of surprise turning into a cry that I swallow with my mouth. I become ravenous as I pump into her again and again, a man with everything and nothing to lose all at the same time.
She flexes her hands on my ass, pulling me closer so that my thrusts go deeper. I curse at the feeling, at my balls slapping against her skin and the noise her wet pussy is making from our coupling. It’s heavenly, better than the best music in the world, and it only spurs me to thrust harder, deeper.
“Fuck!” she cries when I hit her G-spot, her eyes rolling back into her head.
“You like that, Alex?” I bring my other hand up to grasp her throat like I saw her do to herself before I interrupted.
“Yes! God, yes!” she chants in time with my hips.
Her greedy pussy starts to flutter, and I know she’s close to coming. “Look at me,” I grunt as I continue to thrust.
Her eyes open to find mine, filled with lust and excitement. My stare matches hers as I add gentle pressure to her throat, taking my other hand off the wall so I can rub her clit. She sighs at the contact, her body seeking more as I bring her toward the brink.
“You’re going to come on my cock, Alex. And you’re going to take everything I give you, understand?” She nods vigorously, biting her bottom lip. I restrict her air a bit more, watching her carefully for any signs of distress as I fuck her recklessly now. She whines out my name in a breathless moan as the sounds of us together get louder, and my balls tighten, signaling I’m close to the end.
I lick into her mouth, squeezing her throat and taking her whimpers into me as she starts to crest. When her pussy clenches and her body stills, I trap her lower lip between mine and bite down until she cries out.
“That’s it,” I croon, memorizing the way she looks right now, burning it into my brain so I never forget this moment. Then I release her throat and thread my fingers in her hair.
“Elijah.” She trembles. “Come inside me. I need it. Please, I need it!”
Her words combined with the heaven of her cunt around me pushes me over the edge, and I give her what she needs. My cum unloads into her, spilling inside her rope after rope as I continue to fuck her in short, forceful thrusts.
“Yes!” She practically weeps, her body clinging to mine as she comes yet again with my thumb pressed to her clit. Her pussy milks me for every drop of my cum as my head falls against her shoulder in satisfaction. My hips slow as my orgasm fires through my body.
We stand there for a while, crushed together as the water sprays around us. When I finally look into her sated eyes, I see they’re glassy with tears. Panic wells in my stomach, and I try to pull back, but she stops me. Her hands hold me tight so we remain connected.
“Did I hurt you?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “No, the opposite.” She brushes some wet hair from my forehead and runs a thumb over my brow. “It was just intense. My body’s way of coming down.”
I exhale my relief, pressing my lips to hers in a slow, lazy kiss. When I pull back, she’s smiling gently, and her breathing has calmed.
“I’m going to pull out now, alright?” She nods, her gaze dropping down to where we’re still joined as I start to remove myself, my softening cock slipping from her body. When my release drips from her sex, coating her wet thighs before dropping to the tile to be washed away, I have the intense desire to push it back in.
I don’t have time to analyze that thought, though, because Alex’s hand trails down her flushed body before she swipes a finger through the mess. With a sultry glint in her eye, she opens her mouth and places the digit on her tongue. Then seductively sucks it clean.
Goddamn. I’m in so much trouble with this woman.