44. Chelsi
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
chelsi
The guest bedroom at Kate’s house is full of boxes once again. It was only a few months ago when I came to Nashville, planning to wallow in my misery and figure out what I wanted to do next. I never imagined my life would change so quickly.
New career. New relationship. New home.
It finally feels like everything is falling into place, like it was meant to be. Wrapping my arms around myself, I take a moment to relish the start of this new chapter and the close of the last one.
No more condo in Chicago. No more living alone. No more being chased by the wrong men.
If everything works out the way I think it will, I’ll never be single again.
A bubble of laughter escapes me, filled with utter joy and happiness at the state of my life. And it’s all because I took a risk in my career and my love life. For once, it’s paying off, and I get to bask in the benefits.
“Why does it feel like I’m losing you again, even though we’ll be in the same town?” Kate asks, misty-eyed, as she stands in the doorway. “I know I promised I wouldn’t cry, but…”
I turn around to face her. “Because we were living under the same roof again. Being able to talk in person every day. But you know this was never meant to be permanent. I was always going to leave at some point. Plus, I’m pretty sure your husband is eager to have you all to himself.
Now he’ll be able to fuck you wherever he wants without worrying about me walking in on you. ”
Kate chuckles and wipes a stray tear from her eye. “He’s going to miss you, too. You’re part of our family. You’re also not wrong. He will appreciate being able to get me naked at a moment’s notice.”
“That’s what I thought.” I grin widely, beyond happy for my best friend and the amazing marriage she has with Jake. Although Alex and I are completely different people, I hope our relationship becomes one that others want to emulate. That our love for one another is as inspiring as Kate and Jake’s.
Kate walks into the room, standing in front of me with a mix of happiness and worry on her face.
“Are you sure it’s not too soon to be moving in with Alex?
” She chews on the corner of her lower lip and wrings her hands.
“I’m really happy for the two of you and know you can go the distance, but it does seem a little fast.”
I wondered how long it would take my spreadsheet-loving best friend to freak out about my spontaneous decision.
She would make a pro-con list about living with a partner and analyze the hell out of it before eventually deciding what to do.
This would take her weeks, maybe months, if she were in my shoes.
She’s cautious and methodical, while I go with my gut.
Taking her hands, I smile and look in her eyes.
“Yes, it was a spur-of-the-moment decision. It might seem crazy to some people, but I know in my heart it’s where I’m supposed to be.
I don’t want to waste another night not falling asleep in his arms. I finally understand what you meant when you’d say that Jake felt like home. I feel the same way about Alex.”
“Now you’re going to make me really start crying,” Kate replies, tears brimming in her eyes. “I’m so freaking happy for you.” She pulls me into a big bear hug and squeezes me tight.
“That’s enough of the girl talk,” Jake calls out, walking into the room. “It’s time to get the van loaded up. I still don’t understand why you wouldn’t let me hire movers.”
After letting go of Kate, I place my hands on my hips. “While I appreciate the offer, Alex and I want to do this our way by bribing our friends to help with promises of pizza and beer. Not all of us are famous country superstars with endless bank accounts.”
“Maybe not, but your best friend is married to one, and he would gladly pay whatever amount to get out of the next few hours of physical labor.” Jake wraps his arms around Kate’s waist, pulling her into his chest and kissing the top of her head.
“It’s not too late. I’m sure Max could figure out a way to magically get actual movers here, and the four of us can go out to a nice dinner. I’ll even let you pick the location.”
I shake my head and roll my eyes. “Absolutely not. We’re doing this the old-school way. It’ll be good for you, Jake. Get you all sweaty. I’m sure Kate will insist you have to take a shower before going to bed. I’ve heard how much you love to conserve water.” I smirk and raise my eyebrows.
Kate blushes, glancing at the floor. Although she’s embraced her sexuality since being with Jake, it’s still pretty easy to get her riled up. I have to admit it’s one of my favorite things to do.
Alex strolls into the room, wearing a pair of gray athletic shorts, a black T-shirt, and a backward hat, looking like sex on a stick and igniting a goddamn inferno between my legs. The corner of his mouth tilts upward, like he knows exactly what impact he’s having on me.
“Are we ready to get going? The truck is backed up to the house, and I’m ready to get this woman permanently moved into my place.” He smiles and winks at me before picking up two medium-sized boxes. “Let’s get moving, crew.”
The three of us chuckle at how easily Alex slips into his day-job role, organizing the chaos and directing everyone on what to do.
“Yes, Sir,” I reply in a suggestive tone, hoping he keeps this attitude up when we’re alone later. God, I love it when he tells me what to do in bed. If I’m a little disruptive this afternoon, maybe he’ll end up punishing me later.
His eyes darken as he gazes at me, holding the boxes and not moving. It’s almost like he knows what I’m thinking because he gently shakes his head, not enough for anyone else to notice but me.
He’s about to find out how much his girlfriend likes to play. To poke the bear and see what happens. His ideas of punishments are my fucking dream.
Bring. It. On.
“Why don’t you boys start taking out boxes? Kate and I will be right behind you.” I cross my arms and smile innocently.
“Chelsi…” Alex’s eyes narrow.
Jake grumbles, “Fine. I’ll do the manual labor, but this pizza better be artisan. I’m not throwing out my back for a chain.” Jake lets go of Kate and picks up two boxes. “Come on, Alex. I’m sure you have a specific way you want to load this thing up. I’ll do it wrong without your guidance.”
Alex nods, giving me one final stare before walking out of the room with Jake.
“What are you up to?” Kate asks, watching me carefully.
I shrug. “Nothing. Just curious as to whether I can wind my boyfriend up. See what he might do to me later.”
Kate grins and crosses her arms, mimicking my stance. “Jake could use a dose of misbehavior, too. What do you have in mind?”
I fill Kate in on my plan to be as least helpful as possible all afternoon. Moving the smallest boxes, being conveniently unavailable to lift anything, and becoming such a nuisance that they ask us to get out of their way. Her eyes gleam with mischief, and she’s immediately on board.
Let the games begin.
For the next four hours, Kate and I are the worst helpers in the world.
We’re incapable of doing anything productive.
At one point, we keep carrying the same box inside and outside, never putting it down, so we wouldn’t have to pick another one up.
It isn’t long before Alex asks us to go run a few errands after we walk across their path as they are carrying a heavy piece of furniture up the stairs of the apartment building.
Standing in the kitchen, I’m about to open the fridge to get a drink when Alex cages me in, pressing my back against the fridge door.
“Don’t think I didn’t know what you were doing. How you were intentionally not helping move anything,” he says in a low growl, his breath hot on my neck.
“I don’t know what you mean,” I reply, trying to sound completely innocent, like I wouldn’t dare do such a thing.
He leans in closer, his lips beside my ear. “You’re in big trouble, Chelsi. Originally, I was going to wait to punish you until tonight, but I think now would be much better.”
My eyes widen. “What are you talking about? Kate and Jake will be back any time with pizza. The restaurant is only a five-minute walk away.”
“I know.” He glances at his watch.
Heat pools in my core as my breathing becomes heavy. “We don’t have—”
Alex presses a finger to my lips. “No talking. The only sounds I want coming out of your mouth are screams and moans. Do you understand?”
I nod and swallow hard.
He takes me by the hand, leading me over to the kitchen table. “Shorts and underwear down.”
I glance toward the front door, the one I know is unlocked. The kitchen table is the first thing you see when you walk into the apartment. If Jake and Kate walk in, they’ll get a full view of me. Of us.
This is so goddamn hot.
Choosing to listen, I slide my shorts and panties down, getting ready to step out of them when he stops me.
“Keep them around your ankles.” He drags two fingers through my slick folds. “Drenched for me, as always. Now…bend over.”
Without saying a word, I place my elbows on the table and lean forward.
“This won’t do, Chelsi.” Alex’s hand presses on my back until my boobs are pressed against it and my face is turned to the side. “Much better. Spread your legs for me, gorgeous.”
I widen my stance as much as possible within the confines of my clothes around my feet.
“Good. I’m going to fuck you hard and fast. I want my name echoing in this room. Want everyone on this goddamn floor to hear you come for me. Do you understand?”
“Uh-huh,” I pant, eagerly awaiting what sounds like a really good fucking time.
His fingers dig into my hips. “Hold on.”
He slams deep into me, drawing a guttural moan from my lips. Gripping the edges of the table tightly, I brace myself as he continues to pound into me. Faster and faster as the table slams against the wall.
“Fuck, Chelsi. You were made for me. No one else will ever touch this pussy again. It’s mine. You’re mine.”
His words spur on my building orgasm, helping the wave grow higher and higher until one harsh thrust ignites every nerve ending in my body, setting them ablaze.
“Oh my God, Alex. Holy fuck,” I scream, my core clenching tightly.
“That’s my girl. I love it when you come on my cock. I want to feel this every day for the rest of my life.” He pistons into me at breakneck speed, drawing out my orgasm and leaving me weak in the knees. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
His hot release spills inside me, coating every inch of my pussy as he rocks in and out of me, trying to extend his orgasm for as long as possible.
A knock on the door startles both of us. Alex quickly pulls out of me and yanks up my underwear and shorts.
“Come in,” he replies, adjusting his shorts and running a hand through his hair.
Kate and Jake walk in, engrossed in a conversation and carrying two large pizza boxes.
“Why don’t we eat on the couch?” I suggest, not wanting to explain how Alex just fucked me seven ways to Sunday on the table and it needs to be cleaned.
Jake and Kate nod before heading into the living room.
“Can you grab drinks? I’m going to clean up really quick,” I say quietly to Alex. When I turn around to head to the bathroom, his arms wrap around my waist, and he pulls me to his chest.
“Not so fast, gorgeous. Your punishment isn’t over.”
My breath hitches. “What do you mean?”
“You’re going to sit next to our friends and eat dinner…with my cum dripping out of you. You can’t do anything about it until after they leave.”
Damn. This man is good.
“Okay,” I whisper, starting to get turned on again.
“And one more thing, I’m not done with you yet.” His lips brush against my neck. “Expect to be tied to our bed and edged for hours for the stunt you pulled today.”
“Sounds like a great time.” I take a step back and wink at him before walking into the living room to meet Kate and Jake.