"It's fine if you don't want me to go," Alex said softly as she traced my jaw. "We don't have to rushanything."
I shook my head, frustrated that I'd swung hard in the wrong direction. "That's not what I'm saying. Not at all,Honeybee."
She hooked her finger in my tie, loosening the knot until the fabric was sliding free from my collar. "Have you ever brought a girlfriend home for the holidays?" sheasked.
"No, I've never had anyone who meant that much to me," I replied quickly, and her face fell. It was a stab in the fucking gut. "Aly, no. Listen. I want youtocome."
"You're saying that because of"—she gestured toward the doorway—"everything that happened with Andy and Patrick. It's okay to say no, Riley. It might hurt my feelings and I'll want to understand why, but I'd rather you be direct with me. I canhandleit."
"I'm being direct. I'm just going about it in convoluted ways," I replied. "I meant what I said earlier about wanting anything you'd give me. I'dloveit if you spent the holiday with me. I also feel it's necessary to warn you that my family is a big, noisy herd. They ask tons of personal questions and have no regard for boundaries. And they've been known to drink Boston dry." I slapped her backside, tearing a surprised yelp from her lips. "Think you can handleallthat?"
"Easy peasy," Alex said, snaking her hand between us. She found my cock, stroked me over my trousers. "Lemonsqueezy."
I growled and spanked her again, harder this time. "I hope you know what you're doing,Honeybee."
Alex shifted, pushing her breasts against my chest and her mouth to my neck as she rubbed between my legs. My cock was heavy, uncomfortably so, and I required more than fabric-coveredfriction.
"I do," she panted. "I know exactly what I'mdoing."
That was the only confirmation I needed. I bolted up, lifting her from my lap and setting her on the edge of my desk. I shoved everything into a drawer before attacking her jeans, and then yankedthemoff.
"Shirt," I said with a pointednod. "Off."
"Someone's in a bossy mood," Alexquipped.
"Someone was ready to fuck you twenty minutes ago," I replied, my words clipped and irritable. "And the bra. Let's go. I want some tits in myhands."
"Bossy, bossy, bossy," shemurmured.
I pushed my trousers to my knees, boxers too, and watched while Alex's clothes hit the floor. My fist was on my cock, pumping and twisting to relieve some of the need I wasfeeling.
"How long have you been cultivating this fantasy?" Alexasked.
She was propped up on her outstretched arms, her legs spread and dangling off my desk, and I didn't possess the language to describe the depth of my love for her in thismoment.
"I thought I had a fantasy like this one," I started, reaching for my phone, "but that wasn't even close to what I really wanted." I stepped between her legs, dragging my cock through her folds. "I didn't know what I needed until Imetyou."
With the camera app open and the shutter speed set, I held my phone between us and pushed inside her. This angle was different, and she was impossiblytight.
I was growling into her shoulder after one thrust, sucking after the second, biting after the third. The echoes ofI love you, I love you, I love youwere powering every buck of my hips, and I wasn't going to last. That, combined with the odd pleasure of taking her in a semi-public place had me clinging totheedge.
"Oh, my god," she gasped, her body rocking up to meet me. "Every time you're inside me, it's the best I'veeverhad."
"You're the best I've ever had," I said. I drove into her, my arm wrapped around her waist for leverage as the photos clicked away, and I sensed the tension gathering at the base of my spine. "Get there, Aly. I'm not going to wait for you. I'm gonna finish and shoot all over you, and then I'll take you to the game and watch you squirm forhours."
"No, you fucking won't," she hissed. "I'm almost—almost—ah."
Her fingers found her clit, and her inner muscles clamped down around me. I stilled, wanting to savor every one of those convulsions. "There you go, there it is," I whispered, growling against her neck as the sensations rolled through her body. "Keeping rubbing. I want towatch."
Alex reclined against the desk, her hand between her legs, and that was everything I needed. White-hot heat zipped through my nerves and I pulled out as my orgasm unfurled. I collapsed over her, my arms braced beside her shoulders and my release sticky on herbelly.
She kissed my forehead, murmuring, "Can we fight about family gatherings moreoften?"
I nestled my head between her breasts and imagined all the filthy pictures I was taking before we cleaned up and left for the game. I didn't know what it was about my seed on her skin but it drove mefuckingwild.
"Just be happy I didn't come inside you," I replied. "We don't have the time to go home for new panties, and I don't think I can survive driving down to Foxborough and back knowing you're wetfromme."
She laughed, drawing her abdominal muscles in and perking her breasts up, and I seized that opportunity to start snappingphotos.
