Chapter 20 #2
I settle between his legs and grab his cock with my hands before I slowly start pumping. Alexander curses, grabbing roughly into the nearest pillow. Seeing the effect of my touch on him is such a turn-on.
I lean down, running my tongue on the underside of his shaft before I bring him into my mouth. Working him in and out of my mouth, I look up at him through my lashes.
“Fuck, Sarah. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to hold back with your mouth on me,” he says as he grabs a hold of my hair, guiding my movements, making me go slower to make him last longer. I try to go faster, taking him deeper, wanting him to come undone under my touch, but he’s holding back.
“Sarah, there will be a lot of face fucking in our future, but right now, I need your cunt.” With that, he grabs me and drags me up his body. He brings his fingers to my heat, giving me a teasing smile when he notices how wet I am.
“You like sucking my cock, baby?” He starts circling my clit, making me cry out from the pleasure.
“Yes. Alexander, everything feels so good,” I tell him as he grabs his cock, positioning it at my opening. I sink into him, making both of us groan in pleasure.
I start riding him, dragging my nails down his chest and abs as he grabs my ass roughly in his hands.
We find the perfect rhythm, the pleasure building. Wanting to be closer to him, I lean down on top of him, kissing him as he continues driving hard into me.
“Alexander,” I moan into his ear, feeling myself nearing the edge.
“God, it feels so good hearing my name on your lips, Sarah.” He fucks me even harder, holding me against him as he continues his thrusts. I fall apart, and Alexander follows close after.
Part of me feels stupid for the whole “captain” thing, but I got stubborn, wanting to prove a point and win one of our little games.
As we catch our breath, I prop my chin in my hands, still lying on top of him, with his cock inside me.
It feels personal, messy, and perfect all at once.
Alexander places a strand of my hair behind my ear.
“The whole ‘captain’ thing may have gone a little too far, I’m sorry about that,” I tell him, feeling like I’ve withheld something important from him.
He kisses my forehead.
“Don’t be sorry, baby, I knew I would get it out of you someday, and the reward was worth every minute. But do tell, when did you actually use my name, as you said you just don’t use it in front of me.” He really doesn’t miss anything in our conversations, this man.
I press my boobs harder into his chest, leaning down to his ear before whispering.
“When I made myself come every night, thinking about you.”
The sound Alexander makes resembles more an animal than man, and he flips us over again.
“Fucking hell, Sarah. Now I really need to hear about those fantasies of yours.” He starts kissing down my body, dragging his teeth and tongue across my skin, making the hairs on my body stand up.
“Every night you say?” He asks as he continues lowering himself down my body. He grabs a hold of my thighs, spreading them apart.
“Alexander, I don’t think I can handle anymore,” I tell him, but my body tells him a different story. My hand is already in his hair, pushing him down toward my heat.
“Oh, you definitely can, Sarah. I’ll reward you real good when you start spilling about those fantasies of yours.” He flattens his tongue against me, making me buck and cry out.
The sensitivity is on overload.
“Sarah, fantasies. I’m waiting.” He stops his movements, making me feel like I’ll fucking die if he doesn’t give me an orgasm soon.
“Fuck, Alexander. There are so many,” I tell him, feeling breathless from his touch and words.
“Start with some of them, baby.”
“Sometimes, we’re fucking at the arena, in a dark corner, and you’ll gag me for making too much noise.”
He instantly rewards my talking by lowering his tongue again, dragging it through my folds.
“After you kissed me, I imagined what would happen if I didn’t run out.”
“Mhm. That’s been my favourite go-to fantasy this last week as well, baby,” he murmurs against me, as he adds his fingers to the mix. Even though I’d like to question him about his fantasies as well, I really need that orgasm right now.
“Alexander, please,” I beg.
“Please, what?” I can fucking hear his enjoyment, having me desperate for his touch and release.
“Fucking make me come, you asshole.”
That earns me a quick pinch to one of my nipples, surprising me, or rather, the pleasure that follows right after.
Another first with this man. He seems to know my body even better than I, watching my every move, making sure I’m feeling good.
“Such a fucking brat. Hold on, baby.”
Alexander is a man on a mission, and soon enough, I’m crying out his name again as he makes me cum.
He kisses up my body, and I’m still catching my breath when he gets to my lips.
“Hm. Fucking delicious,” he says, dragging me across his body as he gets comfortable.
I rest my head on his chest, but sit up right again when I see the clock nearing two in the morning.
We’ve been having sex for hours, and honestly, I don’t see us stopping any time soon.
“You need your sleep, captain.” He scoffs at that.
“Like hell. I finally got you. I can sleep when I’m dead,” he says before he flips us over once again. He starts tracing my skin, watching his hand travel across my body, raising goosebumps.
Yeah, he got me quite alright.
～
At seven, my alarm rings, and as I stretch to get my phone, I feel strong arms tightening around me. It’s like waking up from a dream, only this is reality.
“You’re not going anywhere,” Alexander mumbles in my ear.
“I’m just turning off my alarm. I need to get ready for work.” I switch off my alarm before turning in his arms, snuggling close to his chest.
Even though I feel tired, it’s the best kind.
We eventually took a shower in the middle of the night, and I smile thinking about the fantastic sex we had against the walls.
Alexander told me he’s never taken anyone to his apartment, so every surface of his home is a first for us, which makes me giddy.
I know he has a history with other partners, just like me, but having some experiences that are special to just the two of us is fantastic.
I finally learned why he had been living in a hotel room all those weeks ago, too.
The renovated bathroom looks incredible, with a huge walk-in shower and two sinks. He also has a beautiful bathtub, which I’m planning on taking advantage of someday.
“You also have work, you know,” I tell him, aware that they have team practice early this morning.
“Keeping tabs on me, angel,” he says as he leans down and kisses my throat.
“Well, it is my job to keep tabs on you. At least your social media.” As he travels further down, taking one of my nipples into my mouth, I grasp his hair, pulling him to me.
“Alexander.” He alternates between kissing, sucking, and giving small bites with his teeth, making me hot and ready for him in no time. Then his fingers join in, slowly caressing my inner thighs, parting them.
“What will I find here, Sarah?” He murmurs against my chest as his fingers lightly graze upwards.
“Get on with it and find out for yourself.” That gets a chuckle out of him before he finally touches my cunt. He pushes two fingers inside of me, still pleasuring my breasts, making me feel lightheaded from all the pleasure.
“You’re magnificent, Sarah.” When I feel myself nearing the edge, I tear at his arms.
“Alexander, I want you,” I tell him, desperate to feel him inside me.
“Anything for you, angel.” He withdraws his fingers before swiftly pushing his cock all the way to the hilt, making both of us groan out in pleasure.
“Fuck, it just keeps getting better,” He curses in my ear before slowly withdrawing and moving back in.
I lock my legs around him as he starts thrusting into me.
We move so perfectly in synch, getting lost in the pleasure of each other before falling apart together.
～
After some convincing on his part, Alexander persuades me to drive to the arena together.
According to him, it will save the environment by only using one car.
It is more time-efficient for me because I don’t have to hunt for a parking spot.
And best of all, we get to spend more time together before our day’s work begins.
My points about being seen together, when we agreed to take it slow in that department, go on deaf ears, but honestly, I don’t even mind.
As soon as I accepted that I want to do this, I want to do it wholeheartedly.
We’ve already spent so much time tiptoeing around this attraction and our connection, so it’s time to let the concerns rest.
We know there are no rules against us being together as long as we keep our work professional.
We spend the short drive to the arena with my hand in his as he manoeuvres around the city whilst we talk about our plans for the evening.
Thankfully, Alexander lives close to the arena, so even though the morning sex led to the quickest get-ready in my life, we still manage to get to work on time.
See, we can still be professional.
He parks the car by the entrance and looks over at me.
“I’ll pick you up at four, baby,” he hums against my lips before leaning in, giving me a scorching hot kiss.
“I look forward to it,” I say, giving him one last lingering kiss before getting out of the car and heading inside.
I greet Clarissa at the front desk, and I catch her small smile as she sees Alexander’s car speed off.
“Good morning, Clarissa,” I say as I pass her.
“Good morning, dear,” she calls as I make my way towards the PR department.
When I arrive at the office, Samantha is waiting for me.
I close the door behind me, needing some privacy before she unleashes her gossip girl on me.
“Did you just arrive in Alexander’s car, or am I hallucinating?” she asks immediately.
“I did, but how did you even know?” I reply, settling into my chair.
She grins at me, clearly very pleased with herself.
“I was spying out the window.” I chuckle at her; we really have become her favourite live reality show.
“Okay, so tell me all about it. What happened? How’s the sex? I bet it’s amazing with the amount of eye-fucking and foreplay you two have been doing over these weeks, hell, months,” she says, fanning herself.
I shake my head at her as I start telling her about the last few days.
I didn’t even have the opportunity to tell her about Thursday night in my dorm, as she had travelled with the rest of the team the following morning.
I tell her about our dinner on Thursday night, and my proposition for a friends-with-benefits deal with him.
When I tell her about his anger at that, Samantha only shakes her head at me.
“I’m sorry to take his side here, but I do agree with him that you two have more,” she says, and I tell her that this story is just getting started, which earns me a sigh from her.
I continue telling her about the weekend and how he sent me flowers, and not just any flowers, but my mom’s favourite, which he probably picked up from the painting in my dorm.
Even Samantha gets teary-eyed when I tell her about the caring gesture.
When I get to the part about seeing the article with him and another woman, I’m lectured about believing the twisted media, as I should have known better.
Still, being the great friend she is, she understands my fears of rejection and my need for an explanation, which brings me to the latest developments and last night.
“I turned up at his apartment, pretty angry because of the whole “seen with another woman” story, and basically lashed out at him. Imagine how stupid I felt when he told me it was Noah’s sister and they were meeting to plan his birthday,” I say sheepishly, knowing I should have had more faith in him, but happy that it worked out, nevertheless.
“When he explained the situation, he basically told me I deserved a spanking for ever doubting him and fucked my brains out for the rest of the night.” Samantha whistles before we both start giggling.
“Damn girl, I’m happy for you, truly,” she says with a smile.
“Yeah, me too.”
～
The day has been filled with the usual tasks: content creation, social media posts, and lunch with the PR team.
At four o’clock, my favourite ice hockey player is leaning against the doorframe to our office, giving me a dazzling smile.
“Hey, baby. Ready to go?” He asks me, making Samantha sigh beside me.
We’re definitely her favourite reality show.
“Yeah, I’ll just pack up my stuff.”
When I’m all ready, we say our goodbyes to Samantha before making our way out. Some of the staff have already left for the day.
Alexander keeps some distance between us as we make our way through the building.
Besides, Clarissa, who obviously saw me arriving with him this morning as well, most people don’t seem to think much of us leaving together.
It’s not unusual for me to be seen with the players, since it’s part of my job to meet with them at times that suit their busy schedules.
When we settle into his car, Alexander grabs hold of my cheek, turning me towards him before smashing my lips against his.
When we break apart, I chuckle at him.
“Missed me, captain?” I say as he starts backing out of the parking spot.
“Baby, the number of times I considered marching over to your part of the building and bringing you with me to a dark corner. You have no idea just how much I’ve missed you.”
His words send the butterflies flying in my stomach.
I’ve been thinking about him nonstop as well, which isn’t new for me, but now everything feels different, enhanced.
“I’ve missed you as well,” I say as he grabs my hand, kisses my knuckles, before letting our intertwined fingers rest in his lap.