Alexa

WE WERE HOME. Our home. We’d been off the mountain for about a month and all was returning to normal...sort of. Reese’s friend, Frogger was almost completely recovered from his gunshot wounds and he’d just left our home after sharing dinner with us. I was now snuggled up to Reese on the sofa watching one of the Star Wars movies. I couldn’t tell you which one because I couldn’t seem to stay awake.

“Let’s go to bed,” Reese said.

“No, I’m good. I’m awake.”

He chuckled. “I can tell.”

“We can finish the movie.”

“Are you in pain?”

“Nope.”

“Are you lyin’?”

“A little.” I smiled up at him. “But I’m okay. I want to be completely done with those meds.”

“You can take one before we go to bed, but you’re not waitin’ all night.”

“Yes, sir.” I gave him a salute, regretting the movement the second I did it.

“Baby,” he admonished. “You’re takin’ one now.”

He rose to his feet and grabbed my pills from the kitchen. He handed me one with a glass of water and I took it, then he insisted we head to bed.

My rib injury was actually pissing me off. We’d been forced to have “careful” relations for the past several weeks and I was over it, quite frankly. As soon as I felt good enough for activity, I pushed myself and felt like I undid all the progress.

“Do we really need to go to bed?”

“What else would you like to do?” he asked.

“Fuck.”

He dropped his head back and groaned. “Alexa.”

“Yes, honey?”

“We can’t.”

“You’ll be careful.”

“Baby, there’s no way in hell.”

I bit my lip. “What about a little oral?”

“Lex.”

“I bet your protein would help me heal,” I said. “Like in all the super hero movies... your cum is the key.”

“Fuck me.”

“Yes, please.”

He groaned. “Stop, Lex.”

“I haven’t done anything.”

He frowned. “Your dirty mouth is the problem here, baby, and you know it.”

“It’s fine, Reese.” I raised my hands in surrender. “Just put it on record that you’re the one denying me my wifely right.”

Before I got the chance to rant again, his mouth was on mine and my panties and shorts were shoved off my body.

“On the bed, Lex. Carefully. If you hurt, you tell me.”

I nodded, but, to be honest, if Reese was between my legs in any capacity, I wouldn’t want him to stop, even if I was in pain. I climbed onto the bed and settled my back against the pillows. Reese knelt between my legs and pushed my knees open, covering my core with his mouth.

I mewed and arched into his mouth as he continued his delicious assault, sucking my clit then blowing gently. His thumb replaced his mouth for a brief second, then his fingers slipped inside of me and I had his tongue again. I whimpered as my orgasm built, wanting him to never stop.

“Come, baby,” he ordered, and I did.

He slid off the bed and removed his clothes, his cock springing free, and I licked my lips.

“I’m gonna let you take the lead, yeah?”

“Oh, yeah,” I breathed out.

He chuckled, stretching out on his back and I shifted so I was straddling him. He guided his cock into me and I anchored my hands on his chest and lowered myself so I could draw him deeper inside of me.

“Baby,” he whispered, sliding one hand between us to finger me.

I raised up and then lowered myself again, smiling down at him. “I love you.”

“Kiss me,” he demanded, so I leaned down to kiss him gently. “You okay?”

“I’m good, honey.” I rocked against him, staying chest to chest which shifted the angle of his cock. “So, so good.”

I pressed into his fingers and rocked gently, pushing up for more leverage. With my hands on his chest, I dropped my head back as he brought me to the edge and then over the cliff. I cried out his name as I came around him, and settled against his body again. He thrust a couple more times and then his cock pulsed inside of me and he wrapped his arms around my waist gently.

“Perfect,” I whispered.

“You feel better now?” he retorted.

“Sort of.”

“What?”

I met his eyes. “Well, it was great, don’t get me wrong... it just wasn’t...”

“Wasn’t what?”

“Dirty.”

He laughed, shaking my body as he did. “Damn, Lex, I thought you were sayin’ I didn’t satisfy you.”

“You always satisfy me. I just like it better when you fuck me from behind and beat the shit out of my ass.”

He hissed, squeezing his eyes shut and I grinned as he hardened inside of me again. My little plan had worked, so now maybe I’d get the spanking I was really craving.

He opened his eyes again and studied me. “You really want this?”

I bobbed my head up and down.

“Okay, baby, on your knees. But if you hurt, we stop.”

“No,” I said, climbing off of him.

“I’m not doin’ this unless you promise.”

“Reese.”

“Promise me, Lex.”

I groaned in irritation, shifting so I was on all fours. “Fine, I promise.”

Reese positioned himself behind me and slid slowly into me. I mewed, pressing back against him.

“You okay?”

“I’m great,” I said. “More, honey. Please don’t be gentle.”

He slammed into me, his palm slapping me and the sensation overtook everything. God, it felt amazing, but when he slid one hand between my legs and fingered my clit, I came the second the palm of his other hand slapped against my ass again, and I cried out his name as I buried my face in the mattress while he continued to thrust into me. His body locked and he wrapped his arms around me, gently rolling us to the side so we were spooning, staying connected as he kissed the back of my neck.

“Are you hurtin’?”

“Not even a little bit.” I sighed. “That was exactly what I needed.”

“Well, I aim to please.”

I giggled. “Ow.”

“Alexa,” he growled.

“I’m okay. I just forgot to brace.” I broke our connection and gingerly rolled to face him. “I’m good, sugar bear. Especially now.”

He smiled, stroking my cheek. “Hate that you’re in pain.”

“I know, honey, but I feel a little better every day. And every orgasm helps.”

Reese chuckled. “You should make a PSA.”

“That might be a good idea.”

“Are you nervous about Monday?”

Monday was the day set for me to testify. Reese had me “locked up” close to him, which I didn’t mind so much since I loved our home, but I couldn’t wait for all of this to be over so I could come and go freely.

“I’m not nervous so much as I’m scared shitless,” I admitted.

He sighed. “Yeah, me too, baby.”

“You’re not supposed to say that,” I complained.

“Regardless of how I’m feeling, I’ve got you.”

I burrowed closer to him. “I know.”

“We’re gonna spend the weekend doing nothing, okay?” he said. “Just you and me and some movies.”

“And ice cream.”

“Yeah, Freckles, and ice cream.”

“I like that, husband.”

He chuckled. “That’s good, wife.”

“For now, I’d really appreciate it if you fed me.”

“I can do that.”

We commenced naked food time and I forced myself to forget about the trial for the moment.

* * *

Monday morning, we walked into the courthouse with an army behind us. Well, it probably looked like an army, since it was pretty much all of Reese’s crew, plus a dozen Dogs who came to support me.

Reese held my hand and we sat in the hallway while the mob headed into the courtroom. I had to wait until called to testify and wasn’t allowed into the proceedings until it was my turn. Hawk waited with us for “extra protection.”

We’d been in the hallway about ten minutes when Dallas Stone walked toward us, a tall dark-headed man next to him.

“That’s Brock,” Reese said. “Dallas’s partner and Payton’s brother.”

“He looks like Payton.”

“Of course you’d notice that.” Reese stood and held his hand out with a chuckle.

I took his hand and rose to my feet just as the men walked up to us.

“Why are you out here?” Dallas asked, sounding a little miffed.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“You should be sequestered... somewhere safe,” he said.

Before he could say more, a flustered man in a suit came rushing up to us. “Ms. Romanov.”

“Mrs. Alden,” I corrected.

“Oh, ah, sorry... and congratulations.”

I nodded.

“I’m Meryl Winthrop, and I’m assisting the D.A. with this case. We have a private room set up for you to wait.”

“We’ll be accompanying her,” Dallas said.

“I don’t know—”

“It’s not up for discussion,” Brock said.

“Hmm, he sounds like you,” I mused to Reese. He rolled his eyes but said nothing.

“If you’ll follow me,” Meryl said, and led us away from the courtroom doors.

We walked down a hallway and then through a series of doors, ending up in a small, quiet room with just one window.

“Is this room secure?” Dallas asked.

“Ah... yes, sir. Very,” Meryl said.

“We’ll be right outside, Lex,” Dallas said.

I nodded and sat in one of the chairs by the wall.

“The door back there leads to a private restroom. There’s also coffee and some pastries, please help yourself,” Meryl offered. “I’ll come and collect you when it’s time.”

“Okay, thank you, Mr. Winthrop,” I said.

He nodded and left me alone with Reese.

Reese waited two-point-three seconds before he poured himself a cup of coffee and grabbed a bear claw. I chuckled. “Sure, honey, I’d love some coffee and a bear claw.”

“There’s only one bear claw.”

“I noticed.”

“I licked it,” he said.

“I noticed that, too.”

Reese chuckled. “Well, if you still want it, you can have it.”

I sighed. “No, it’s okay, I’m good.”

He set his treat down and hunkered down in front of me. “It’s all gonna be over in a matter of hours.”

“Unless I have to testify tomorrow.”

“Well, let’s hope for the best.” He rose to his feet again. “The coffee’s not bad for a government establishment, so how about I make you a cup and we can split the bear claw?”

I nodded, although, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to eat.

We were stuck in our little prison for the next two hours and then it was time. Meryl led me down the hallway and I felt like a lamb being led to slaughter.

* * *

Three hours later, I was excused and the judge called recess until the morning.

“You ready to go get dinner?” Reese asked.

I shook my head. “I want you to take me home.”

“Okay, baby. We can do that.”

“And to bed... but not to sleep.”

“We can definitely do that,” he said.

Due to traffic, we arrived home a little later than expected, but it didn’t matter, it was done... at least for the day. Reese closed and locked the front door, then his mouth was on mine and I was in his arms, my legs wrapped around his waist. He carried me to our room where he tore my clothes off, and his mouth settled between my legs, sucking my clit, his tongue swirling as he added pressure with each pass he made.

He slid his fingers inside of me and my body shivered. Then I lost his mouth and I whimpered. Reese finished removing his clothes before he climbed up my body, linking his fingers with mine and holding them over my head, and then pushed into me. I sighed as I wrapped my legs around him and arched up. He slammed into me over and over again and it was sweeter than it had been, more emotional that it ever had been, and I didn’t think I could love him more.

“Reese...” I came undone and he kissed me, releasing one of my hands to stroke my neck as we climaxed, and anchored me to him as he rolled us to the side.

His hand cupped my bottom and he kissed my temple. “Love you.”

“Ohmigod, I love you more.”

He chuckled. “I highly doubt that.”

I rolled and shifted so I was straddling him.

He slid his hand between us and thumbed my clit. I dropped my head back and rocked against him. “Grab the headboard, Lex.”

I did as I was told and he slid down so his face was between my legs, lifting his head up so his mouth covered my core. I pressed my body down, but he gripped my hips and anchored me where he wanted me.

“So fuckin’ wet, baby,” he rasped, and sucked my clit.

“Yeah, I know,” I retorted.

He repositioned me so I was on all fours. “Cheek to the mattress, Lex.”

I obeyed immediately and he lifted my bottom, sliding his finger over my wetness and moved it to my very forbidden area.

“Finger your clit, baby,” he ordered, and I reached back.

His cock slid inside me, slowly at first, and I worked my clit while he tortured my pussy. “Reese!”

“Brace, baby.”

I grabbed the edge of the mattress and he slammed into me, harder and harder. “I’m—”

“Don’t come,” he ordered.

“Reese!” I hissed.

He slapped my bottom, which really didn’t help. “Don’t come, Lex.”

I tried to keep my orgasm at bay, but then his finger slid into the tightness of my ass and I exploded, screaming his name into the pillow as I collapsed onto the mattress. Reese rolled us to our sides again, staying connected as he continued to move, his hand sliding between my legs and cupping my mound as he worked my clit. I didn’t have enough breath to speak.

While one hand worked my clit, his other rolled my nipple into a tight bud and he slammed into me, building yet another orgasm.

“Come, baby,” he whispered, and I let go.

I felt him pulse inside of me and then he kissed my shoulder and held me tight.

“This all just gets so much better,” I whispered.

“Yeah, baby, it does.” He slid out of me and made his way to the bathroom, bringing a warm washcloth back to clean me up.

“Thanks for having my back, honey,” I said.

“Always.”

“I know, but I needed to thank you anyway.”

He smiled, climbing up beside me and pulling me into his arms. “You did great, baby. Concise, to the point, and you didn’t let the defense attorney rattle you.”

“Well, he’s a dick... and I imagined him in a leather mask with a ball gag in his mouth. It helped.”

Reese laughed. “Seriously?”

“Seriously.” I smiled. “The underwear thing didn’t work. I kept seeing his big ol’ stomach hanging over a pair of tighty whities and it grossed me out.”

“Yeah. I see what you mean.”

I kissed his chest. “I could always try a ball gag on you.”

Reese groaned, rolling me on my back. “Hard no for me.”

I giggled. “Are you sure?”

“Hundred percent, Alexa.”

I sighed dramatically. “Bummer.”

He grinned, sliding his hand to my bottom.

“Am I in trouble?” I asked hopefully.

“Do you want to be?”

“Ohmigod, yes.”

He gave me one very satisfying smack before making love to me again, dirty, just the way I liked it. I knew his goal was to distract me and he did it perfectly, keeping my mind off the trial for several hours.

Unfortunately, I was called back the next day for a few follow-up questions and that made me more nervous than the initial testimony.