Chapter 5
Maxwell
I hope Lexi slept as badly as I did last night.
I jacked off three times after she walked out of my hotel until I finally crashed out past midnight.
I woke up this morning and the first thing on my mind was Lexi; her big brown eyes, long brown hair, beautifully olive-tanned skin.
Everything is so natural about her. She’s like an addiction that I can’t get enough of.
I’ve sat at my desk for the last two hours trying to work, but I keep checking my emails to see if Lexi has emailed the contract back to me, but she hasn’t.
My mind runs through all the possibilities of why she hasn’t signed yet.
Maybe she’s had second thoughts. Maybe she realises she can’t work with me after all.
Maybe she regrets our time together. But maybe I’m just being a paranoid dickhead and I need to get my head out of my arse.
Lexi didn’t seem like the kind of woman that would quit easily.
I like that about her. She can give as good as she gets.
I get up from my desk and pour myself a whiskey from the decanter. I don’t usually drink during the day, but I need something to take the edge off before I go crazy.
“Bro, your cleaner is here,” Brendan calls through the door and leaves just as quickly.
I swear that kid is here to test my patience.
How could my parents get him so wrong when they produced three hardworking older kids?
Me and my two older brothers are all into hospitality.
We had a good role model with our father; he taught us that hard work pays off.
Brendan is just a different breed. Is he such a spoiled little brat or is he just pushing my buttons?
Is it just a different generation thing?
I shake my head at my thoughts. I’m not going there today.
I leave my office to find where said cleaner is.
I don’t have to look very far because Alexa is putting down boxes in my lobby.
She’s dressed down today in a pair of jeans, a tight T-shirt that showcases her ample tits, and a pair of Crocs. Even dressed like that, she’s stunning.
She looks up as I approach. “Sorry, I was going to call first but I was passing and wanted to start dropping off our cleaning products and supplies. Along with this, of course.” She hands me the contract, and I flick through to see her signature messily scrolled in black ink.
I don’t show it on my face, but deep inside, my body is singing hallelujah.
“Thanks. You don’t need to call… ever. Let me help you with these boxes. I’m going to kill my brother for leaving you like this.”
“In his defence, he was a little busy with the handyman.”
“No defence. His manners are at the bottom of a fucking barrel somewhere. Just lift what you can. Brendan and Paul will bring the rest to your office.”
I bend down and pick up a stack of the boxes easily. Alexa picks up two and follows. “I didn’t know I had an office here. You didn’t show me that yesterday.”
“You know now. I’ve got the perfect place for you.”
I just thought of this when I saw Alexa standing with the boxes. She needs somewhere to work when she’s here. She needs storage space, and I’ve got a vacant office that will hopefully be okay for her needs. I would have probably only filled it with junk anyway.
I push through the private doors and walk us to the end of the corridor.
I shove through another door, kick the door stopper in place to hold it open, and put down the boxes in the corner.
I stand back to watch Alexa’s face when she looks around.
She walks straight over to the full-length glass wall that looks out onto the swimming pool.
“Wow! It’s a beautiful office.”
I walk up behind her and test the waters to see how she reacts to me. “You can see out, but no one can see in,” I croakily whisper near her ear.
She doesn’t jump, but her back tenses, pushing closer into my chest. She’s centimetres away from her back leaning against my chest. I run my hand down her arm to her hand, entwining our fingers, rubbing my thumb across her wrist.
“Max, we can’t.”
“Sshh. Right now, we can be Max and Lexi. Out there, when we’re working, we can be Maxwell and Alexa. You said yourself that you don’t want blurred lines. Well, we can have fun with our multiple personalities.”
She doesn’t pull away from me. I can feel her body melting into me. It’s all I need to take control. I spread her hands out on the glass in front of her, wrap my arms around her, and run my hands down her breasts, pulling and nipping as I go.
“Are you sure no one can see in here?”
“Positive. Just think of the excitement it will give when the swimming pool is open, and we’re standing here fucking one another.”
She groans and throws her head back onto my collarbone. “What are you doing to me, Max?”
“Hopefully turning you on.”
“I need you. But I shouldn’t be doing this. We shouldn’t be doing this.”
Those three little words are worth more than a million pounds.
I completely ignore the latter part of what she said.
I pop the button on her jeans and edge them down her legs, kissing from her arse cheek down her thigh.
Her Crocs go flying with the removal of her jeans.
I remain crouched on my knees. I reach between her legs to her centre and rub through her panties.
The mewls coming from Lexi already have my dick ramrod straight.
I bite the side of her thigh lightly and pull down the thin material stopping me from exploring her most sacred area.
Today, I’m sober and I want to experience every inch of Lexi and more.
She tries to turn, but I stop her. “Hands on the glass, Lex. Don’t remove them until I say so.”
I praise her by pushing through her soaking wet folds, rubbing her clit, teasing her playfully. She pushes her arse back and I bite it. The pain of the bite, the thrust of my fingers… she detonates on my hand. I can’t help but smile at how responsive she is to me. She’s every man’s fantasy.
I pull my arm back through her legs and stand up, trailing my finger between her arse cheeks, up her back, until I can grip her neck firmly. “We’re not done yet, Lex. Turn around.”
She obeys me on wobbly feet. I cage her in between me and the glass.
I pull the T-shirt over her head and toss it.
I pull down the cups of her bra and it pushes her tits up further.
It’s a sight. A fucking magnificent sight.
I bite her nipple on my way down her body.
I kneel in front of her, lift her leg, rest it over my shoulder, and blow on her pussy.
She arches forward, giving me better access to devour her sweet nectar.
My mouth is on her core, licking, teasing, plunging.
Oh my fucking God. I could come from just this moment alone.
I part her wider with my hand and look up at her from my position.
Her eyes are closed, her mouth is open, and the look of pleasure is glorious. I’m doing that to her.
“Max, fuck. I’m going to...” She explodes again and shudders violently on my mouth. I hold her in place, keeping her still until I’m ready to finish. “Fuck me,” she cries out shakily.
I remove my mouth from her and stand up. I capture her mouth with mine, punishing her lips, biting, sucking, letting her taste herself from me.
“How many times have you fucked yourself since our night together?” She shakes her head, no words leaving her mouth. “Speak to me, Lex. Tell me.”
“I can’t do it. It doesn’t work.”
“You can’t get yourself off because of me?”
She shakes her head, but I find that bit of information fucking fantastic. “Good. I hope it stays that way. Now, I’m going to fuck you.”
I loosen my belt, let my trousers and boxers fall to my ankles, and ask, “Are you on the pill?” She nods. “Do you trust me?” She nods again.
I push into her centre hard, pushing her up the glass, making her scream out my name.
Her arms wrap around my neck, holding on as I push in and out of her.
She fits me like a glove. The feeling between us is…
I have no words. I’m close to coming, but I want one more orgasm out of her yet.
Three is always the magic number. I reach between us and rub her clit.
A couple more thrusts, a few strokes of her nub, and we’re falling together.
I grip her hips tightly, filling her with my seed.
She milks every drop from me like a pro.
Her eyes remain closed, her head lolling from side to side. I lean in and kiss her softly.
“I think I like Lexi’s personality better than Alexa’s.”
She laughs breathlessly. “I think I like Max better too. Although, Max is trouble.”
“Life’s too short to be good all the time. Take a walk on the wild side with me.”
She tries to move away from me, but I capture her and keep her still. I’m not letting her run from me this time. I’m not playing cat and mouse. I’m a fucking tiger and I’ll pounce, but I need her on board with that.
“Don’t run. I meant what I said before, we can play this part behind closed doors, but out there, we can be professional.”
“Mixing business and pleasure is a recipe for disaster.”
“I don’t know who made up that stupid saying, but I’m all for following your heart. All work and no play makes an extremely dull life.”
“I’m making no promises, but I’m not about to walk away from a man who makes my body sing.”
“Is that all you want me for?” I nudge my nose against hers.
“That’s all you’ve given me, Max.”
And that right there is the truth. I never let people walk into my life as easily as I’ve let Lexi steamroll into it.
Women always want me for my money and status, and that’s usually the biggest turn-off.
Hearing Lexi say that she wants me for my body is something I’m not used to.
This woman is different, and I can’t wait to find out more about every part of her.
“Let’s see where this adventure takes us.”