I can feel the tremble work its way through Alex’s body when I press my hips to his ass, letting him feel the hardening length of my cock through our clothes.
“After what?” he breathes, already sounding flushed and needy for me. Just the way I like him.
“After,” I nip at his earlobe. “You take me to your bedroom and fuck me, properly.”
The whimper that escapes Alex’s lips sends a bolt of lust shooting through me, taking my dick from half-chub to full mast so quickly, it makes me dizzy. We’ve done plenty of fooling around this week—blow jobs, frotting, a little bit of fingering and rimming—but neither of us has broached the subject of full penetration. I haven’t wanted to make any assumptions about what Alex may or may not be into, and he hasn’t brought it up, either.
“You want me to fuck you? Like, fuck you, fuck you?” He asks, and I rumble low in my throat. This feels like an inappropriate conversation to have in front of the baby, though, so I take Scarlett from Alex’s hands and gently place her on the floor below us. She thanks me with another searing bite to my ankle bone, but Alex turning around and pressing his hips flush to mine is a perfect distraction from the pain.
“If you’re into it, yes. I’m fucking dying to feel you inside me, baby,” I admit. His answer is his mouth slanting against mine in a scorching kiss that has me quaking with need. My toes curl against the cold, tiled floor, my hands fisting the front of his dress shirt. Alex’s hands are everywhere, yanking at my cropped Thunder crewneck, pushing my shorts down over my ass, trailing over my abs and scratching at my skin. I pull at his shirt, the hem lifting from his pants. I want to rip it off of him, to send buttons flying everywhere just to expose his chest to me, but I have just enough good sense to undress him carefully so that Scarlett choking on a button while we fuck isn’t something I have to worry about.
I flick open his belt, shoving his pants and boxers to the floor as I kick my way out of the pile of my own clothes at my feet. Our lips break free from oneanother just long enough for me to pull the undershirt over Alex’s head, and then they’re crashing back together. We’re a tangle of mouths and limbs as we stumble across the apartment, bumping into walls and furniture in our pursuit of the bedroom. Alex’s hands slide into my hair, tugging at the strands as he pulls me closer, like he wants to devour me whole.
And fuck, do I want to be devoured. I let him take over, submitting myself to him while he deepens the kiss and steals the breath from my lungs. He pulls my hips flush against him, our hard cocks mashing against each other as we tumble onto the mattress. With a bit of shuffling, I find myself on my back in the bed, arms above my head and Alex’s solid form settled into the cradle of my thighs. He bites and nibbles his way down my chin, across my jaw and over the hollow of my throat, his fingertips tracing small circles on my hips.
When he presses his face into the pit of my arms, nosing the hair there and inhaling deeply, my hips surge underneath him, pushing up and seeking friction.
“You smell so good, El. So goddamn good, fucking everywhere,” Alex mutters as he breathes me in. He does this every time he gets me naked, presses his face to my most intimate spots like he’s trying to drown himself in me. I don’t know if he has a bodyhair kink, or maybe it’s some kind of scent thing, but either way, the sight of him burrowing into my skin like an animal sets me on edge in all the best ways.
“Touch me, baby. Please, I need you so bad.”
He tilts his head just enough that I can see the shy grin plastered on his gorgeous face.
“You’ll have to guide me, El. I’ve got the basics down, but I want to make sure I do this right.”
My brows furrow together, and then I realize what he’s trying to tell me.
“I don’t need much prep, sweetheart. I was feeling…hopeful after practice, and I wore a plug while I watched your game highlights.”
Alex groans, pressing his face back into my skin and nipping me with his teeth.
“Please tell me you took a picture. That sounds so fucking sexy, babe.”
“Next time,” I chuckle, loving the way he makes me laugh even when I feel like I might burst out of my skin for how horny I am. I reach over the nightstand and grab the bottle of lube we haven’t bothered to put away and toss it on to the mattress. “Just give me your fingers first, like you did last night when you were blowing me.”
He moans as he shimmies down my body, and I bend my knees and spread my legs further to make room for him. Before I have a second to appreciatethe look of Alex staring up at me from between my thighs while dribbling the lube on his fingers, he’s swallowing my cock down to the root while teasing my hole with his fingertips. Since I prepped myself earlier, it doesn’t take much effort for him to slide two fingers inside me, the feeling of being stretched only making me crave his dick even more. He swipes his fingers over my prostate, having found it while we were playing last night, and my hips buck upwards, the head of my cock hitting the back of his throat. Alex swallows around me, and I have to grab two fistfuls of his thick, dark hair. In only a few short days, he’s become an absolute master at getting me off with his mouth, and I’m already too close to the edge.
“Stop. Fuck! Stop baby, please.” I plead, pulling him off my dick. “Fucking hell, it’s like you want me coming in your mouth.”
“Don’t sound so surprised. You know exactly what you’ve been doing to me, feeding me your cock every night and turning me into your little cum slut,” he smirks, punctuating his point with another swipe over my prostate.
“Brat!” I hiss out through gritted teeth. “Get on your back. Now.”
“I thought you wanted me to fuck you?”
“I want your cock inside me, but I’m the onewho’s going to be doing the fucking. Now get on your back and watch me ride you, baby.”
I straddle his hips and find the bottle of lube, squirting a generous amount into my palm before slicking up Alex’s cock. We had the whole sexual health chat earlier this week and decided that since we’re both clear and exclusive, we’re good to go without condoms.
Which is perfect for me, because if my time with Alex is as finite as it feels, I want to share every part of myself with him while he’s still mine.
When he’s good and slippery, I lift my hips. Positioning the head of his cock at my hole, I rock gently, teasing the both of us for long seconds.
“El, you’re evil. Please just put me insi-ohmygodholyfuckingshitballs.” The string of profanities slips past Alex’s lips as I sink down on to him, taking his entire cock in one downward thrust. He digs his fingers into my thighs, his short nails leaving half-moon marks on my skin as his eyes roll back in his head. I sigh out a long moan, my teeth digging into my bottom lip as I feel my body stretch to accommodate him. I prepped myself well enough, but Alex is just thick and long enough to shock my system.
I stare down at him as I adjust, taking in his perfectly sculpted abs, the body glitter shimmering on his chest, the way his tongue is practically lollingout of his mouth as he laser focuses his gaze on the place where my ass meets his thighs.
“Alex, baby. You are so gorgeous.” I whisper as I begin rocking my hips, the burn of his cock inside me finally giving way to delicious, overwhelming pleasure.
