Alexa
SIX O’CLOCK ROLLED around and Reese hadn’t arrived yet. If he was anyone else, I wouldn’t be concerned, but I could always set my watch to Reese. He was never late. I didn’t even have a way to contact him, so my panic was on overdrive.
I paced my room, but quickly realized he wouldn’t be allowed back here, so I headed out into the hallway and made my way to the chapel. As I walked inside, a strong arm snaked around my waist and I let out a squeak.
“It’s me, Freckles,” Reese whispered, and I turned to face him. “Where have you been?”
I leaned up and kissed him quickly. “Well, I was freaking out in my room, but then I realized you couldn’t come to me, so I came here.”
“Why were you freaking out?”
“You were late.”
“Wasn’t late.”
I rolled my eyes. “Well, duh. I figured that out, which is why I’m here.”
He chuckled. “You hungry?”
“Starving.” I cupped him over his jeans.
“For food, baby.”
I giggled. “Yes, for that too.”
He nodded toward the exit of the chapel. “Reverend Mother said we could use an office back there.”
I blushed. “Oh, really?”
He grinned. “Come on. Everything’s ready.”
He took my hand and led me through the back of the chapel and into a private room, locking the door behind us. The space had been transformed. He’d lit candles, set a romantic table including wine glasses, and the food smelled delicious.
“Aw,” I cooed.
“You like?”
“I love it, sugar bear.” I slid my arms around his waist. “Thank you.”
He grinned, leaning down to kiss me again and removing my veil. “You’re welcome.”
“How are you getting in and out of here?” I asked as we sat down to eat.
“Tunnels.”
“I know that, but aren’t you worried someone will follow you?”
“I’ve got it covered.”
“Reese, don’t be flippant about this.”
“I’m not, baby. Ryder and I have it covered.”
I sighed. “What does that mean?”
“Plausible deniability.”
This was the same shit he used to say when he didn’t want me to know what he was doing. “You know what?” I snapped. “I still hate plausible deniability.”
“Well, you’re gonna have to deal with it, Lex,” he said grabbing a fork. “Because you’re not gettin’ more.”
“Remember when I said I’ll only accept a partnership?”
“Yeah, I remember.”
I gave him a pointed look.
He grinned. “Still not gonna happen.”
I let out a frustrated grunt. “Then I’m done.”
“No you’re not.”
“Reese,” I hissed. “You do—”
“Remember when I told you my biggest priority in life was to keep you safe?” he challenged, interrupting my tirade.
“I am safe. You’re the one who’s risking your life.”
He cocked his head and studied me. “Do you really think I’m that stupid?”
“I don’t think you want me to answer that,” I said, and took a bite of steak.
Before I could take another bite, Reese rose to his feet, took my knife and fork out of my hand, and leaned down to get face-to-face with me. “You bein’ feisty, Freckles?”
I swallowed. “If I say no?”
“Then you’re insultin’ me.”
I did not want him to think I was insulting him. That wouldn’t go well for me, yet, I still couldn’t resist messing with him. “Um...”
“Alexa,” he growled.
I bit back a smile. “I’m being feisty.”
“What happens when you get feisty, baby?”
I licked my lips and asked hopefully, “I get spanked?”
He chuckled. “No, Lex, that’s not what happens.”
“Yes it is!” I rushed to say. Oh, God, please, let it be yes.
“Are you trying to get to dessert before you’ve finished dinner?” he challenged.
“If it involves your hand on my butt, yes, yes I am.”
He kissed me gently and far too quickly. “Let’s see how the night progresses, hmm?” He sat back down and smoothed his paper napkin across his lap as though it were the finest linen.
“Reese?”
“Yes, Lex?”
I narrowed my eyes. “What are you doing?”
He used his fork to point to his dinner. “I’m eating, baby.”
“Don’t you ‘baby’ me, sugar bear.”
He grinned. “You need some relief, Lex?”
I squirmed. “Nope.”
“You sure?”
I squeezed my legs together. “Yep. I’m great.”
“Did you wear panties?”
He chuckled. “No you didn’t.”
“You were very adamant about not fucking me in a church, Reese”—I jabbed my fork at him—“so this is on you, bub.”
He gave me a sexy sideways smile. “We’re not in the church, Lex.”
I choked on my sip of wine and set the glass down. “What?” I squeaked.
“So, I’ll ask you again,” he said... slowly. “Are you wearing panties?”
“That depends...”
“On?”
“Whether or not there will be spanking,” I challenged.
He leaned forward and raised an eyebrow. “If I guarantee my hand will connect with your ass at some point tonight?”
I sat back and licked my lips. “Then, Mr. Alden, I’m panty-less.”
“Show me.”
“Show you?”
“Hmm-mm.”
I grinned and rose to my feet, unzipping my habit, sliding it over my shoulders, and letting it pool at my feet. I was completely naked underneath.
“Fuck me,” Reese breathed out and stood.
I threw my hands in the air. “I have been trying to!”
He smiled gently. “Wasn’t gonna fuck you in that getup.”
“Ohmigod, Reese, I’m the same person. I’m not a nun. Think of it as a costume.”
Reese shook his head. “Wouldn’t fuck you in a nun costume either.”
“Well, there go my Halloween plans.” Of course, I said this still standing naked in front of him while he stared at me.
“You’ve gained weight.”
I suddenly felt really self-conscious. “Forget it.”
“Lex,” he whispered.
“What?” I snapped, bending to reach for my discarded habit.
He closed the distance between us and yanked the fabric from my hands. “Don’t.”
I tried to cover myself. “You just called me fat.”
“No I didn’t,” he corrected, moving my hands behind my back. “I just mentioned you’ve gained weight. I like it... love it, actually. Fuck, baby, you were always gorgeous, but now you’re even more of a knockout.”
“Are you sure?”
Taking my hand, Reese placed it over his cock. “Does this feel sure?”
He was rock hard. “You appear to have gained a little weight too.”
He grinned and covered my mouth with his, sliding his arm around my waist as he pulled me close and slipped his hand between my legs. I whimpered with need, but he rewarded me by sliding two fingers inside of me and working my clit with his thumb.
“Soaked, baby,” he rasped, and I nodded.
I gripped his shirt. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m not stoppin’, baby.” He kissed me quickly and grabbed his phone to put on some music. “To muffle your screams,” he explained.
“You’re so sure I’m going to scream?” I challenged.
I was met with a raised eyebrow as he removed his clothes.
His cock sprang free and I reached for him, kneeling on the hard floor. I wasn’t concerned about what the scratchy carpet would do to my knees; I just wanted to taste him.
I slid my mouth over the tip of his cock, smiling as he threaded his fingers into my hair and tugged gently. I had to give it to my man, he let me enjoy him for several minutes before he pulled away.
“I’m not fin—” I never got the rest of my complaint out, as Reese gently laid me on the floor and thrust into me. All my breath left my body with an, “Ahhh.”
His mouth claimed mine as he continued to surge into me, his hand cupping my breast before sliding down to finger my clit. I cried out as my orgasm hit, but didn’t have time to enjoy it, as I was flipped onto my stomach. “Hips up, cheek to the floor, Lex.”
My heart raced as I did as he directed. He lifted my hips higher and slid into me from behind and I lost my breath. Ohmigod, I’d forgotten how good this felt.
“Shhh, baby. Make it last.”
“I... Reese,” I hissed. He slapped my butt and I nearly came.
“Alexa,” he warned in a whisper. “Don’t come or you won’t get more.”
“Don’t you dare stop,” I snapped.
He chuckled, sliding partially out and then back in. “Control yourself.”
I let out a frustrated groan and Reese gave me another three quick smacks on my bottom making me come so hard I lost my breath for a few seconds.
“Fuck me, baby,” he breathed out, sinking deeper. “Your pussy’s perfect.”
I closed my eyes and nodded as Reese continued to move slowly, his hands settling on my hips, and slamming deeper and deeper, building another orgasm. He shifted slightly, sliding his hand to my belly. “Spread baby.”
I spread and he lifted me, keeping his cock firmly inside of me, so I was straddling him backwards. I dropped my head back, onto his shoulder and sighed.
“You okay?”
“Definitely. Yes,” I panted.
With his left arm anchoring me against him, he rolled a nipple between his fingers while his right hand slid between my legs. I rose slightly, then lowered, slowing down when I feared another orgasm would hit. I wanted this one to last.
“That’s right, baby,” he whispered, and I raised up again, mewling as I slid back down. “Fuck,” he rasped, and his finger found home.
He tapped my clit, then gently slapped at my pussy and the sting broke any control I had. I called out his name as I came and he pushed me back down and slammed into me, over and over, until he let out a satisfied groan, whispered, “Missed you, Freckles,” and rolled us gently onto our sides in spoon fashion.
I wanted more, so I reached between my legs as I rocked my hips, dropping my head back against him.
“Greedy pussy,” he whispered, replacing my hand with his, his finger going straight to my clit and bringing me to yet another perfect orgasm.
I sighed and rolled to face him. “If you ever make me miss this again, I will hunt you down and kill you.”
He smiled, kissing my nose. “Not lettin’ you go this time, baby.”
“Correct answer.”
“We’ll need to figure something out, though. I’d like to fuck you in a bed going forward. No more of this office floor bullshit.”
I chuckled. “I’ll take you anywhere and any way I can.”
“Appreciate that, baby, but you need somewhere soft to come. I’ll make that happen, I promise.”
I kissed him gently and stroked his cheek. “I’ve missed you.”
“Same,” he breathed out. “More than you can imagine.”
“I highly doubt that.”
He playfully smacked my bottom. “You don’t think so?”
“The dumpee always has it worse.”
“Technically, you dumped me,” he countered.
“I did not.”
“At the risk of inciting your anger, baby, you absolutely dumped me. I just wanted to put some distance between us to keep you safe. You were the one who ended it.”
“You gave me no choice,” I hissed.
He sighed. “I don’t want to fight, Lex.”
“Then stop pissing me off,” I snapped, and rose to my feet, dragging my habit back over my head.
“Fuckin’ boner killer,” Reese complained.
I glared at him. “I’ll remember that for the future.”
He rolled his eyes as he donned his clothes again and pulled me close. “Like I said, I don’t want to fight, baby.”
I locked my body tight and shrugged. “Too late.”
He chuckled, lifting my chin. “I love you. I’m sorry you felt like the only choice you had was to end things. I hated that part, but I plan to make it up to you.”
I relaxed slightly and studied him. “I did not dump you.”
“Okay, Lex, we’ll go with that.”
“Reese—”
“Baby, I’m agreeing with you. Take yes for an answer.”
I wrinkled my nose. “I just want you to admit I’m right.”
“Four orgasms wasn’t enough, huh?”
“Exactly what do orgasms have to do with you being wrong?” I challenged.
“I was hoping they’d make you forget we’d even been apart, ergo, no right or wrong concessions needed.”
I bit back a smile. “The problem with four orgasms, sugar bear, is that they drive home exactly how much I’ve missed you. Ergo, you should admit you were wrong.”
He dropped to his knees and pulled me against him, his face in my belly. “Oh, baby, please forgive me,” he cried in a really bad southern accent. “I have been remiss in my duties to serve you.”
I giggled weaving my hands in his hair. “Stand up, goofball.”
“Not until you forgive me, Miss Alexa. I can’t live without your favor and forgiveness.”
“I forgive you, weirdo.”
He grinned, standing again and kissing me deeply. “Thank you.”
“Can we finish eating now?”
“Definitely.”
We sat back down at the makeshift table and finished our now cold dinner. I didn’t care. It was still delicious... as was my man.
I set my fork down and bit my lip. “Can I ask a favor?”
“Yeah.”
“I really need to see Paisley,” I said. “It’s been forever. We have burner phones, but I really need to see her.”
“There’s a reason you can’t see her, Lex.”
“I know, but you’ve figured out how to get in. Can you do that for her?”
He sighed.
“Please, honey,” I begged. “I miss her.”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
I jumped up and leaned over to kiss him. “Thank you.”
“Haven’t done anything yet, baby.”
“But you will. I have faith.”
He chuckled. “Finish your dinner.”
“Yes, sir.” I gave him a mock salute and finished my dinner.