“Shower,” she whispers against my ear. “We can get dirty, then clean.” She tries to get her legs out of my grip, but I won’t let her.
“Just hold on baby, I’m not putting you down yet.” And I kiss her deeply again as I walk. It’s a good thing I’m familiar with the layout in here. I manage to only bump into a few things as we go. She, of course, laughs against my mouth when I do.
“Maybe you should put me down for the stairs? So we don’t break any bones or die?”
“Fuck no,” I growl. “Lock your legs around me, I’m carrying your fine ass up the stairs too.” That’s easier said than done, though, since I try to continue kissing her while climbing the stairs. We almost fall twice, and I have to use one hand on the railing in order to keep balance. Alex laughs at me the entire time, and it’s the most beautiful sound. Finally, we make it to the master bathroom, and I put Alex down on the counter.
I lean into the shower and turn the water on to warm up. Turning around, I reach and grab the back of my shirt, pulling it over my head in one smooth motion. I walk to where Alex sits on the counter and gently pull her shirt over her head as well. I unfasten her bra and remember from last night that it needs to be pulled over her head. Seeing her perfect little dark pink nipples, I can’t stop myself from leaning down and pulling one and then the other into my mouth. Letting her go with a slight graze of my teeth, I bring my lips to hers again and push my pants to the floor. Breaking the kiss, I lift her off the counter, undo her shorts, and push them down to the floor. I slide my hands up her sides of her legs, feeling her smooth skin under my fingers, before settling them on her waist. She grabs the back of my head and pulls me down into another kiss while I manoeuvre us into the shower.
The water rains down on us from the double sized rain shower head, warming our bodies. I push Alex to the back of the shower where the bench is. “Turn around and put your hands on the bench, baby.” I tell her. “And wait there for me.” I leave the shower to grab a condom from my pants and quickly roll it on. “I want to take my time with you, but I don’t know if I can do that. I need to get inside you.”
I approach her from behind, sliding my fingers around her hip and down past her clit, feeling the wetness pooling between her folds. A groan escapes my throat, “You are so wet for me, so ready.” Lining my cock up with her entrance, I slowly rock my hips and ease my way in, inch by inch. Once I’m fully seated, I roll my hips, slightly pushing against her ass while I hold her to pull her onto me a little more, grinding in as deep as I can go. A small whimper comes from Alex and she pushes back into me a little harder.
“Connor…” she whispers, “please.”
“Please what, love? Tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it.” I can feel what she needs, but I want her words. I want her to tell me how she wants me to fuck her.
“Harder, Connor,” she pleads with a moan. “Please fuck me harder. I want to feel you slamming into me.”
I spread her legs a little, tilting her ass up more, before pulling out nearly all the way and thrusting in forcefully. My thrust makes her groan my name. “Is that how you want it, baby?” I ask, as I pull out and slam back in. “Is this ok?” I ask as I reach forward and gently squeeze her throat, pulling her back up and toward me a little more. She nods, but I need more than that. “I need you to say it out loud, Alex. Is it ok if I hold your throat like this?”
“Yes,” she screams as I drive my cock in again. “Yes, Connor, do that. Fuck me like that.”
“Fuck. babe. You’re so tight, so wet. I can’t fucking get enough of you.”
I can feel her orgasm building, her pussy contracting tightly, and she pushes back against me, urging me on. Pressure is building in my back, my balls are tightening, and I need to focus to hold my own orgasm back. I thrust in deeply again, squeezing her hip tightly with one hand, grasping her throat with the other, when I feel her orgasm rip through her. Her cunt throbs around my dick, coaxing me over the edge, and I come with her. A guttural yell comes from my throat as Alex squeezes me tightly, a yell escaping from her as well. I rock my hips, pumping us through our orgasms before I still completely, letting the aftershocks of her pleasure squeeze my dick, sending waves of pleasure through me as well.
Pushing kisses up her spine, I pull out and remove the condom, tying it off and putting it on the shower ledge to dispose of after. I turn Alex around and pull her into my kiss, wrapping my arms around her as I slowly stroke her tongue with mine. She kisses me back, her arms going up and around my neck.
“You are amazing,” I tell her. “How are you so perfect?” I pull back and look into her eyes. She tries to protest, but I stop her, holding her chin so she doesn’t look away. “Everything about you is perfect. I will spend every day doing everything I can to make sure you believe that.” And I kiss her deeply, feeling her slick body sliding against mine.
Stepping aside, I grab her shampoo and pour some into my hand. “But now that we’ve gotten dirty, I think it’s time I get you clean. Turn around.” She turns her back to me, and I work the shampoo through her hair, massaging her scalp.
“That feels amazing.” She tilts her head back for me. “You’re hired.”
I laugh. “I would be happy to be your shampoo boy, love. The only accepted for of payment is sexual favours though.” I move her under the water and start rinsing. “Now let me finish this or I’ll require payment immediately.”
She laughs. “Just put it on my tab. I promise I’m good for it.”
I can’t help but laugh, too. “Such a smartass. God, I’ve missed you.”
Chapter 42
Alex - Unlikely Allies
Me-Breakfast is ready. Tell the guys.
Connor-Be right there
It’s only Sunday and I’m not technically working yet, so I load up my own plate and sit at the kitchen table to eat while I wait for the guys to come out of the studio.
Connor and I stayed in the shower for a long while after we’d started getting clean. I’m distracted by thoughts of how he felt inside me, and of the three more orgasms he gave, so I don’t even notice when the guys come into the kitchen. I only realize they’re here when Connor tips my head back to kiss me.
Probably would’ve been a pleasant kiss too if I hadn’t just about pissed myself in surprise when he did it. And if I hadn’t immediately started choking on the food in my mouth.
“Oh shit, you ok?” Connor rubs my back a little while I nod and continue to cough.
The rest of the guys just laugh while I cough my food up into my napkin. Assholes. “A little warning would be nice next time. You know, so I don’t choke to death.” I give everyone a death glare, and all I get in return is more laughter.
