Chapter 9
Alexi
I wake up to the sound of pills being rattled in a bottle. When I crack my eyes open, I laugh as I see Hugh setting down two Tylenol and a glass of water on the bedside table next to me.
I roll over and sit up, leaning against the headboard.
“How are you feeling, baby?” he asks with a sheepish grin, perching on the mattress next to my hip.
“Perfect,” I sigh, stretching lazily.
“You are perfect. But I meant, are you sore? Do you need anything?”
“A little sore, but it’s not too bad.”
He grabs the glass of water and pills and passes them to me. I swallow them down dutifully.
“Are you hungry?” he asks.
“Yeah.”
“What do you want for breakfast?”
“Pancakes,” I say instantly.
“Coming right up.”
“I can help,” I offer, throwing my legs over the side of the bed.
“Let me spoil you, baby.”
He leans over and presses a kiss to my lips.
“When do you have to go to work?” I ask.
“I don’t. Not until tomorrow.”
“A day off! How do you want to spend it?” I purr.
“I have a few ideas,” he says huskily, one knee landing on the bed next to me.
“Oh yeah? Like what?”
Our lips are practically touching now, and he wastes no time in closing the distance and licking his way into my mouth.
I moan, eagerly sucking on his tongue. My arms twine around his neck, and I nip at his bottom lip, making him growl.
When he pulls the blankets off me, I break the kiss, sucking in a deep breath. My hand rests on his chest as I look up at him.
“I want to try something,” I whisper.
“What?”
I give him a saucy grin. He steps back, eyeing me curiously as I stand and press on his chest until he backs up a step. Then, without warning, I drop to my knees.
“Oh, fuck, Alexi.” Hugh’s face is pained as I look up at him.
He reaches for me, trying to pull me back up to my feet, but I shake my head.
“You got to taste me,” I remind him. “Now it’s my turn.”
“I won’t last, baby,” he warns.
“Just a little taste?” I beg, giving him my best puppy dog eyes.
“Fuck,” he curses under his breath, and I know I have him.
I reach for his sweatpants, wrapping my fingers around the soft fabric. I tug them down, along with his boxers, gasping as his cock springs free and almost smacks me in the chin.
He’s already so hard, the head of his dick an angry reddish-purple. As I watch, a drop of liquid forms at the tip, and I lick my lips.
“Goddamn, baby. You’ll kill me,” Hugh groans.
I laugh. “I haven’t even done anything yet.”
“You’re doing everything. Just seeing you like this, on your knees, your eyes all eager and horny while you practically drool for my cock.”
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” I admit, losing some of my confidence.
“Alexi, you could do anything you wanted to me, and it would be perfect. Fuck, I’m already close to coming and you’re only looking at me.”
I watch as he reaches down and squeezes his balls roughly. His eyes fall closed as his head tips back, his jaw flexing. Seeing him like this, so turned on by me just being near him, has my self-confidence growing. I feel sexy. This man, this hot, successful man, wants me.
I reach out, wrapping my hand around his length. His cock is surprisingly soft but firm. More liquid appears at the tip, and I lean forward, licking up the salty drops.
“Mmm,” I moan.
Hugh’s hips jerk. “Alexi.” His voice sounds strained. “Baby, please.”
“Hmm?” I hum, looking up at him as I open my mouth and wrap my lips around the tip of his cock.
“Holy shit,” he growls, his stomach muscles clenching.
His fingers curl into fists at his sides as I bob my head over his dick. He’s too big, too wide for me to take much more than a few inches, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He holds still, or tries to, as I lick and suck and slurp my way back and forth along his length.
Spit drips from the corners of my lips down my chin. My tits sway as I scoot closer, and that seems to break him.
“Alexi!” Hugh grunts, moving away until his back hits the wall.
I shuffle after him on my knees.
“Nope,” he says, reaching down to lift me to my feet before I can try to take him into my mouth again.
“That wasn’t much of a taste,” I pout as he turns and presses my back against the wall.
“Need you, baby,” he mutters.
He strokes his finger through my wetness, cursing when he feels how soaked I am for him. “Did my baby like sucking my big cock?”
“Yes. Let me taste it some more,” I pant.
He shakes his head. “I need this pussy now.”
He guides his cock to my entrance, and we both hold our breaths as he sinks every thick inch inside me. My legs tighten around his waist, and I rock against him impatiently.
“Fuck me,” I beg.
He snarls under his breath. Then he does as I ask and fucks me.
Hard.
His fingers dig into my butt, and I know I’ll have bruises there later. I don’t mind. I love the thought of having his marks on me.
“Harder!” I cry.
My back bangs off the wall as he slams into me. I cling to him, my heels digging into his ass, my nails scraping over his back. His black hair falls over his forehead, and I stare into his dark green eyes, getting lost in their depths as he fucks me closer and closer to my peak.
I hold on for dear life as he pounds into me, his cock rubbing against my clit with every stroke. Even the sound of his heavy balls slapping against my butt is erotic.
“Oh, God! I’m close,” I scream, my pussy tightening around his thrusting cock.
“Need to feel it, Alexi. Need to feel your juices dripping off my cock, off my balls. I want to be covered in your fucking orgasm.”
“Hugh!” I sob, my release tearing through me.
“Alexi!” he chokes out, following me over the edge.
I feel his release splash inside me, and every muscle in my body tightens around him. Hugh’s forehead rolls against mine as we try to catch our breaths.
“That was…”
“Perfect,” he pants.
“So fucking hot,” I correct.
He laughs. “That too.”
I wince as he grips my hips and lifts me off his cock.
Hugh looks devastated. “Shit, baby. Come on.”
He says, “Come on,” but I’m still in his arms. He carries me into his bathroom and sets me down on the edge of the bathtub. I watch as he leans over, turning on the hot water. He tests it after a minute, then grabs his body wash, adding a few pumps to the steaming water.
“This will help,” he says, lifting me into the tub.
I sink into the water, letting the heat ease the ache from my muscles. Hugh leans over, kissing me softly as the water fills the tub.
“All right, you enjoy your bath while I get started on those pancakes.”
I sigh happily as I sink into the warm bubbles and let my eyes close halfway. “I could get used to this.”
Hugh grins as he turns off the water. “I hope you do.”
I watch as he leaves the bathroom, wondering exactly when I fell in love with him.