Chapter Twelve
Alexa
Ian slid my body off of his so that I was lying in front of him on the couch. He had me in a spoon position and it felt so good to lay there like that nestled in his arms. I could feel him slowly moving his hips, grinding that hard cock into my ass cheeks. He slid a hand down over the curve of my hip and in seconds his fingers were in my pussy. Instead of moving them in and out, he massaged against the walls of it. He started out slow, but it only took him seconds to speed up. He had three fingers inside of me and I was doing my best to ride his hand, grinding my pussy against him, shocked a little bit by my own behavior. Ian seemed turned on by it, and that was all that mattered to me at the moment. His fingers felt incredible but I needed more. I wanted his cock.
“I need you inside of me Ian,” I said in a raspy voice.
He pulled his hand up and wrapped his arm across my breasts as he reached down for his jeans. He pulled out his wallet and flipped it open. I held onto it for him so he could pull out the gold-wrapped condom. He pulled me up slightly and I felt him resting against my thigh as he rolled the condom on. When he finished, I felt his cock slide down between my legs. The tip of it was resting against my opening and I was pressing back against it, desperately wanting him inside of me. His mouth was against my ear and he said, “You want that baby?”
“God yes. I want it so bad, Ian.”
“Okay baby, whatever you want. Whenever you want it.”
“I want your cock inside of me. Now.”
He granted my wish and when I felt him sliding into me at last, I almost screamed. I ground my hips back against him and he moved his own hips so his cock slid in and out of me. He would let it glide all the way in until he hit bottom before pulling it back out. With his mouth still against me he said, “Fuck baby girl, you feel so good. So fucking good.”
I tried to tell him he felt good too, but it all came out in a big, breathless gasp. He had his hand on my breasts now, moving it back and forth between them, twisting and turning first one and then the other nipple. I needed something to do with my hands so I reached one back behind both of us and grabbed one of his cheeks. I loved the way it felt, flexing and un-flexing as he worked himself in and out of me, gradually picking up his pace, making all kind of sexy sounds. I let my other hand slide down my own belly and I found my clit. I was moving and rocking against him now while I massaged my clit. I reached a little further down and opened my fingers, letting the shaft of his cock slide between them.
“Oh holy fuck!” Oh God, Alexa!” He moved the hand that was on my breasts down and put it flat against my pelvis. He started thrusting faster then while he held me in place.
“Oh yeah, baby!” I slid my fingers back up to my clit and rubbed it while he fucked me. He was gasping and I was panting and the sounds of our hips slapping together was hot, but I still wanted more.
“Ian?”
“Yeah baby?”
“Can I get on top?” He stopped thrusting and started laughing. He rolled back onto his back and when I straddled him and situated myself over his cock he was still shaking slightly with laughter.
“What’s so funny?” I asked him as I used my hand to slide his cock up and down along my soaking wet slit.
“You,” he said. “You’re so damned cute. We’re in the throes of passion and you politely ask me to change positions. I fucking love that.” I felt my face go hot and he laughed again. He reached up and moved my hair off my face and said, “And now you’re blushing. God Alexa…you’re something baby. Put me back inside of you.”
I guided him inside of me and when he was there, I pushed down and he lifted his hips. His hands were on my thighs, massaging them softly while I got adjusted. He slid them down as he moved in and out of me again, slowly. He still had ahold of my thighs as he let his thumbs brush against my clit.
“Oh fuck!”
I started riding him then, bouncing up and down on him and taking him in as deep as I could. He was rubbing my clit and I was probably alerting all of the neighbors with my noises but I didn’t care. If my head actually exploded, I wouldn’t care because what he was doing to me would be worth it.
He raised his head up and caught one of my bouncing tits in his mouth. He took the nipple between his lips first and then he nipped it with his teeth. I cried out loudly again and then I felt it, I was going to cum again.
“I’m gonna cum Ian.”
“Yeah baby, cum for me,” he said. God, his voice was just too fucking sexy!
“Ahh! I’m cumming baby!”
“Oh yeah baby girl. Cum for me.” He was moving his hips and as soon as he felt me clench onto him tightly he rammed up into me, hitting bottom again. I screamed and I came and then I collapsed into his chest. He was still moving his hips, slowly, riding me through it. He slid his hands up to my back and held me, whispering against my ear. “You feel so good baby girl. You make me feel so good.”
I lifted my head up off of his chest and looked at his face. “You’re beautiful,” I told him. He chuckled and said, “So are you.”
“I want you to cum too.”
He grinned and said, “I planned on it. I was letting you rest.”
“I’m rested,” I told him. He kissed me hard on the lips and then he said, “Get up on your knees and grab onto the back of the couch.” I moved and he climbed out from under me. I felt him standing behind me then. He laid a hand on the small of my back and pushed down on it gently. I arched it for him and he slid his cock back inside of me. “Hold on, baby,” he whispered before he started moving again. He had ahold of both of my hips and I had ahold of the back of the couch. He started moving faster and harder. Each thrust went deeper and I felt the hands on my waist begin to shake as he pounded me. Our bodies were slapping together and he was making grunting noises. I felt like I was going to cum again. I felt my pussy clench down tightly on his cock again and he let out a long, loud moan before yelling out my name. He moved his hands up to my shoulders and pushed down on them so every inch of him was against me and our bodies melded into each other as we both came.
He kept rocking slowly for a few seconds and then he finally collapsed on top of me. We lay like that for a few minutes until I absolutely couldn’t breathe. He lifted up and I rolled out from underneath him. While he was lifted up, he slipped off the condom. He rested back on his knees and tied it and then he tossed it into a small wastebasket nearby. He lay back down on his back then and I curled up into his side. He draped his arm around me and pulled me into him.
“God Alexa…you’re the sexiest woman on the planet.” We lay there like that for a long time. I thought he’d fallen asleep so I was surprised by the sound of his voice when he said, “Will you stay with me tonight?”
I wanted to stay forever. I nodded and he smiled. I think I may have wanted him again already. I was turning into some kind of sex fiend. I had just never felt this way about anyone before.
“You wanna take a shower with me?” he asked.
“Um…I’ve never taken a shower with anyone before.”
He laughed and then lowering his voice into a conspiratorial whisper he said, “I’ve seen you naked so it’s okay.”
I poked him in the ribs and said, “Now who’s the smart ass?”
“Let’s take a shower. I’ll keep my hands to myself.”
“You won’t even touch me to wash my back?”
He let one foot drop off the couch. Before he swung the other one down he said, “Nope, not even if you beg me.”
It was my turn to laugh. “I just might,” I said.
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By the time I got to the bathroom, Ian had the water warmed up and the steam was already filling the little room. He was still fully naked…we both were. I wasn’t ashamed of my body, but I wasn’t used to walking around nude with another person either. So, although we just had some amazing sex, I was a little bit shy about it. I surmised that Ian must like it. He was already at half-mast again.
“After you,” he said when it was ready.
I stepped underneath the warm water. It felt really good. I felt Ian slip in behind me. I stood there for a minute, slicking my hair back and getting my body wet and then I changed places with him. He wet his hair and body and then reached for the shelf behind me to get the soap. He leaned in for a kiss as he did and I felt his erection brush against my hip. He wasn’t just at half anything anymore. He pulled his arm back and instead of producing a bar of soap, he pulled me up against him and kissed me again. I ran my hands down his back and to his cheeks. I squeezed and massaged them as we kissed and the warm water cascaded across us. He had one hand on the small of my back and I felt him slide it down and grab my ass. His other hand was on the back of my head, holding me in place as we kissed. He pulled me harder into him and I let out a gasp as his hard cock stabbed me in the side.
He stepped back and grinned at me.
“I guess we should wash up.”
“Maybe we should,” I said. He wasn’t the only one who was horny again. How could I not be? I was in the shower naked with a hot guy. He reached behind me again and this time he produced a bar of green, very manly smelling soap. Oh well, at least I would be clean. I started soaping up and Ian watched me. I felt kind of like one of those girls who work in the gentleman’s clubs. Every so often, especially when I ran the soap over my breasts, Ian would slide his palm downward and touch himself. The soft glow of the dim light in the bathroom and all of the steam made it feel like we were in a dream. I finished soaping up the front and handed Ian the soap.
“Can you do my back?”
“Was that begging? If it was you’re not very good at this.”
I laughed and said, “Please Ian. Please, oh please wash my back.”
“Better.”
He took the sponge and the soap from my hand and rubbed the soap into it before he started washing my back. He ran the sponge across my shoulders and then he began to wash in tiny, sensual circles, working his way down. When he reached my butt he rinsed the sponge again and then actually knelt down and began washing my thighs down to my feet. He worked his way back up the other leg and when he was on his feet, he handed me the soap. I rubbed it hard between my palms and when they were all soapy, I began running my hands over his chest and across his shoulders. I let them glide down his arms and then back up again. I moved slowly down his body, across his stomach and the top of his pelvic area. With the soap still in my hands I gently ran it up and down his hard cock a few times. Then I took his balls into my hands and washed them slowly, causing him to moan and grab onto the shower door for support. I sat the soap down on the shelf over the showerhead and used two hands. I had one hand on his cock, stroking the soap up and down, and the other slick and soapy, washing and gently massaging his balls. His cock was rock hard now and I could feel it pulsating in my hand. I leaned in for a kiss and while his tongue and mine danced I stroked him. I was only stroking it gently, but it was growing and getting harder in my hand. He closed his eyes and moaned. He had one hand on the wall and the other on my hip for support. His leg was up on the side and it gave me much better access.
I stroked him like that for a while, enjoying the look of pure and simple ecstasy on his face as I did. Finally he reached down and took my hand away from his cock and with his hands back on my hips he turned me to face away from him. Then I felt his arms wrap me up. He put his left hand over my shoulder and down between my breasts. The other one slid all the way down and found my opening. I shuddered violently as he brushed his fingertips against my clit. His mouth had found my neck again and was licking and kissing and sucking. The position I was currently in left me at his mercy…and I loved it. He moved his big arm and with his left hand he found my hard nipples. He began squeezing and pulling at them. He was flexing and thrusting his hips into me, and the feel of his hard cock against my ass made me moan. He slid his hand down again and now as I writhed against him, he slid his wet fingers back into my wet pussy. I arched my back and pushed further back into him and wiggled. Maybe I’m a pervert, but I was ready for another round.
He put his mouth close and whispered, “Can I put it in without a raincoat?”
I giggled. I was on birth control and I trusted him. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be here having sex with him for the second time tonight. I nodded and without further ado, he bent his knees and pushed me slightly on my back. I leaned forward and held onto the wall as he slid into me. We both groaned and I pushed back against him. He wasn’t taking his time this time. He was pounding in and out of me and he slid his left hand down and as he was taking me with long, hard strokes, he put his fingers over my clit and began to rub it. I was out of my mind with lust and I was pushing back as hard as he was thrusting forward. His right hand still had one of my breasts clutched tightly and the combination of it all put me on the fast track to another orgasm. I felt it coming and he did too, because as soon as my muscles clenched tightly around his cock he started pounding me even harder. The orgasm took hold and he moved both hands up and held onto my breasts tightly as my muscles contracted and the orgasm washed through me.
He kept slowly moving until I calmed down and was at least able to breathe before he pulled back and slipped his cock out of me. My legs were shaking as I came down from my high and I gripped the wall in front of me out of fear of falling over. My breaths were coming in short ragged gasps and I realized that he’d taken himself out of me so that he could hold me up. I felt him put one of his arms around my waist and the other around my shoulders. He held me like that and softly kissed my neck until I stopped shaking.
“Are you okay, baby?” he whispered into my ear. His voice was so sexy when he did that. I could almost have an orgasm just at the sound of it.
“I’m better than okay,” was my strangled reply.
“Are you ready? I’m right there.”
I nodded, but he waited a few more minutes before I felt him loosen his grip on me and he bent his knees again. He moved his hands to my hips and asked one more time, “You’re okay?”
“I’m good.”
With one long, deliberate thrust, he entered me again. He wasn’t taking his time anymore. I cried out as he drove into me over and over, pumping as fast and deep as he could go. It was incredible and almost a little frightening at the same time. My heart was hammering so hard I thought it might explode. I could hardly breathe and I was panting in time with his thrusts. He was moving his body weight against me now so fast and hard that I had to reach up and grab onto the top of the glass door with my right hand for more support. I used the other hand to push back against the wall and match his thrusts. He bent down over me and took a piece of my neck into his mouth. He was sucking on it while we fucked hard and fast and just before he was ready to cum inside of me for the first time, he bit down hard and then we both cried out. The neighbors were getting an audio show tonight.
He held me again until we could both stand on our own legs and then he took the soap and washed himself up. He shampooed his hair quickly and then rinsed off. He slipped an arm around my waist and kissed me deeply and then said, “Take as long as you need. I’ll leave the towels and a T-shirt on the counter for you.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you…you are something.”
He stepped out and when he was gone I stood under the water with both of my hands pressed against the wall and my head down for a long time. I was exhausted, but it was exhaustion of the very best kind.
After I dried off and dressed in his long T-shirt and a pair of really big shorts he left out for me, I brushed my wet hair and used his toothpaste and my finger to clean my teeth. I was a mess, but a happy one. I found him in the kitchen, devouring another slice of pizza. He had his mouth full when I walked over, but he handed me one on a plate.
“I can’t believe I’m hungry enough to eat more, but I am. I was stuffed earlier.”
“You worked out, twice,” he said with a smile. “Now you have to replace all those calories you burned.”
“True. Maybe we should do that every day and I wouldn’t have to run. I don’t like running.”
Ian took a big bite of pizza and after he chewed and swallowed it he said, “You can come by the gym sometime and I’ll show you some of my workouts.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, really,” he said. “Why do you say it like that?”
“I don’t know. The gym is like your thing. Your private sanctum…”
He shook his head at me and said, “You’re funny. But yes, really. It is my “inner sanctum” when I’m doing my workouts. I get really intense and grumpy. But, I mean I can take you sometime just for you and I to work out together.”
“I’d like that,” I told him. I felt like that was a huge deal because the gym was such a huge deal to him. I took another bite of my pizza and realized he was staring at me. I was self-conscious with wet hair and no make-up and shorts that I had to tie down. “Stop staring at me. I’m a mess.”
He stepped closer and put his lips right over mine and said, “You’re the hottest mess I’ve ever seen.” He gave me a soft kiss and said, “I have to use the restroom. I’ll be right back.” He started down the hall and there was a knock on the front door. “Can you get that for me?”
I looked down at myself again. I looked like a clown. Oh well, I thought with a smile, Ian said I was a “hot-mess.” I was still smiling when I pulled open the door. It faded fast. There was a woman standing there. She was tall and slim except for some massive tits that seemed to be pointing straight at me. She had long brown hair and it as well as her makeup and her clothes were perfect. He ran her eyes over me and with a cocked eyebrow she said, “Where is Ian?”
“In the restroom,” I said, before she pushed past me and breezed in smelling like two hundred dollar an ounce perfume. “I’m sorry, who are you?” I didn’t close the door just in case I need to shove her bodily out.
I was pretty sure already who she was before she said, “Kristie, Ian’s girlfriend. Who are you?”
“Alexa.” I didn’t add, “The woman he just fucked,” but I wanted to.
She smirked and said, “Oh God please tell me he’s not this desperate. It looks like I got here just in time.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“Oh come on, look at you. You’re not good enough for him. It’s so obvious. If he fucked you honey it’s just because he and I have been having a few problems. We always work them out and end up back together though, so don’t get your hopes up.”
“Who the hell do you….?”
“Hey babe, who was at the door?” The last word came out of Ian’s mouth as he stepped from the hall into the living room and saw the two us looking at him. He looked at the door and I got the impression he was thinking about running out. I closed it and waited to see what he was going to say.