Chapter 21
Luke
The mask tugged at my hair when Alexa ripped it off, and I swore.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Luke?” she asked, and she didn’t sound at all surprised it was me. Which meant that she’d known. Fuck.
“I was doing what you wanted me to do,” I said. I was breathing hard, and my cock throbbed in my pants. She looked furious, her eyes spitting fire at me. It made her so fucking hot. I wanted to pin her down and fuck the insubordination out of her.
“I didn’t ask you to lie to me about your identity and follow me around,” she said.
I sighed and took a step back. “How else was I supposed to make sure you were safe?”
She raised her eyebrows at me. “Don’t act like you’re Prince Valiant. You lied to me. Telling me the truth wouldn’t have put me in danger.”
“No, but it wouldn’t have made you come here and act out your fantasy, either.”
That pulled her up short, and she narrowed her eyes at me.
“I wanted you,” I said. “Badly. When I realized you were coming here, I pretended to be someone else because you were telling people you wanted to be dominated and that made me so hot for you, and I didn’t know if you would push me away if you knew it was me.”
She didn’t answer me. Her mind was working through what I’d said.
“You’ve always wanted me or since I started coming here?” she finally asked.
I blinked at her. Was that even possible? Not to like her right away?
“I’ve been fantasizing about you for a while,” I admitted.
“How long?” she asked.
I sighed. If she didn’t like what she heard now, there was nothing I could do about it.
“Since you turned eighteen, just about. I was away with my family that summer, remember? Your birthday was just after I came back, and when I saw you, somehow you’d changed from a girl into a woman. A woman I’ve wanted ever since.”
Alexa shook her head, but I didn’t think it was at me. Her hair was loose around her face, and I wanted to pull it, bend her head back, and bite her neck.
“So you decided now is the time?” she asked
“I didn’t want you to fuck someone else,” I said, “especially not if it’s your first time, but I’m selfish that way.”
She looked at me, and her face changed. I couldn’t read her expression.
“I wasn’t sure with everything going on if you would want to do that with me. With Dalton…” I didn’t want to say more. I didn’t want to kill the mood. “Anyway, that’s why I lied,” I said.
I wasn’t going to apologize for it. I wouldn’t apologize for having good taste and for taking charge of the woman I’d always wanted.
“I’ve had a crush on you for years,” Alexa said.
“What?” That caught me by surprise.
“You heard me,” she said. She was sassy when she wasn’t being dominated. I wanted to change that. I wanted to wash her mouth out with my dick. “I’ve had a crush on you ever since I can remember. You’re hot. But you’re my brother’s friend.”
“And you didn’t tell me,” I said. Not a question.
She shrugged. “You were Dalton’s friend, and I’m so much younger than you. I didn’t think you would like me.”
“Well, you’re wrong,” I said. I wanted to fuck her. I didn’t add that. See? I could behave.
My dick was still uncomfortably hard in my pants, and I wanted a place to put it. I wanted to bend her over and shove it into her pussy. Now that she’d told me she wanted me, too, what the fuck were we waiting for? But women wanted to do the whole emotional thing.
It wasn’t that I didn’t feel emotions toward her, but confessing them over and over again just wasn’t going to make an erection go away. I could only think of one way to take care of that. Or rather, a few different ways.
Alexa was the one who made the next move, and it surprised me. She stepped toward me and kissed me, pressing her lips against mine. Her hands were on my face. I pulled her closer to me and pushed my tongue into her mouth, tasting her. She wanted this. She wanted me.
I held her and kissed her. We were in a private room at Blush, I wasn’t wearing my mask, and Alexa was kissing me.
“What gave it away?” I asked, breaking the kiss.
Alexa ran her hand down my arm and pushed up my sleeve, fingering my tattoo. She traced the letters that spelled the word “Determined.”
“It showed when we were here last time, and I saw it the other night at your place. It wasn’t rocket science to put the two together.”
“Would you have figured it out otherwise?” I asked.
She shook her head. “You’re a dick for lying to me, but you’re good at it,” she said.
I grinned.
“Don’t make a habit of it,” she said.
I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. She yelped, but I wasn’t hurting her.
“Watch your mouth, princess. You don’t talk to me like that. In here, I call the shots.”
She was breathing hard again. This turned her on. It turned me on, too. I kissed her again, licking her lips and pushing my tongue into her mouth. She gasped and moaned. I held her against me and gyrated my hips, pumping myself up and down against her.
I spun her around, and she yelped when I tipped her so that she was off balance. She struggled, but I had her and she wasn’t going to fall. When she realized it, she stopped struggling. I grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up, undressing her in a swift movement. I unclasped her bra and dropped it to the floor and pulled her panties down. She stepped out of them, and she was completely naked.
“Turn around and let me look at you,” I said, and she did as I asked. Good girl.
I traced her body with my eyes. Her tits were fantastic, large and round with dark nipples. I reached out and pinched her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, tugging at them. She gasped and whimpered. I would love to clamp them, but later. Not today.
Her stomach was almost flat, her waist tiny. Her hips curved out again, and her pussy was bare. She’d kept up her shaving.
“I like this,” I said, touching her pussy. She shivered when I did. “Keep it this way.”
She nodded.
“Kneel,” I said, and she kneeled before me. She looked up at me. I took off my shirt, and her eyes roamed over my body. I knew I looked good. I worked hard on my body.
I undid my buckle and my pants, pulling out my cock. Alexa’s eyes were glued to my sex. I liked it when she was so admiring. I took my cock in my hand and pressed the tip against her lips. She opened her mouth without me having to ask, and I slid into her mouth.
Her lips stretched around my cock, and she rolled her eyes up to me, looking at me with those big blue eyes. Fuck, it was so sexy. I had to fight to keep control and not just ravage her right there.
She bobbed her head back and forth, sliding my cock into her mouth. It was fantastic, but her mouth was just a mouth, and my dick was on the large side. I wanted more.
I grabbed her hair and held her in place. She whimpered around my dick as I slid farther into her mouth, slowly filling her out inch by inch. When my dick hit her soft palate, I paused. She had to know what was coming. I gave her only a second to prepare before I pushed past her gag spot.
She did gag. Her face scrunched up, and her throat convulsed around my cock, and it was the fucking hottest thing to know that Alexa was gagging and choking on my cock.
I groaned and pulled back slightly, giving her a chance to take a breath before I did it again. This time, she held her breath, ready for me. I slid down her throat, pushing my cock in all the way to the hilt before sliding out again. She gagged again, but I kept going and she got better at it. I fucked her mouth, letting her breathe every few strokes, and she gasped for air when she could.
I let her go after a while, and when I pulled out of her mouth, her makeup was smeared a little, her lipstick fucked up and her mascara making darker rings around her eyes than she already had. Spit dribbled over her chin. There was something irresistible about seeing a woman undone like this because of me.
“Get on the couch,” I said.
Alexa got up and walked to the couch. It was a purple monstrosity that looked like a cross between French Versailles and a contemporary porno.
“Lean back, put your arms up above you head, and keep them there.”
She did as I asked, holding onto the back of the couch. With her arms up like that, her breasts were perfect. I was going to do clamps in the future for sure.
“Open your legs, kitten,” I said, and she shivered. I glanced at her. “Do you like it when I call you names?”
She swallowed and nodded. I smiled.
“That’s because you’re my little whore,” I said, and she shivered again.
I didn’t waste more time talking to her. I lowered my head and closed my mouth around her pussy. She moaned when I did. I flicked my tongue over her clit, working her over fast and hard. She gasped and moaned, writhing beneath me. I glanced up to see if she still had her arms up above her head. She did.
I stuck my tongue into her entrance and licked her, moving my head. Her ass was so close, and I could think of a hundred glorious things I would do to that hole, too, but for now I was going to focus on her pussy. One virginity at a time.
I sucked on her clit, and she jerked and spasmed. She was close to an orgasm. I could practically smell it coming off her. She writhed and moaned, not once letting go of the top of the couch.
A moment later, she unraveled against my mouth, crying out. She spasmed, bucking her hips against my mouth, fucking herself while she came. She was so wet.
I stood up, watching her breathing hard, still riding out the orgasm. I kicked off my shoes and pulled my pants down all the way, taking my boxers with them.
“Turn around,” I growled. No more foreplay. I had to have her.
She whimpered before she did as I asked. When she stood and bent forward, her ass pointed to me, her legs shoulder width apart, I pushed my fingers into her pussy. I groaned.
“You’re so fucking wet, princess,” I said.
She nodded.
“I’ll be gentle,” I said. This was her first time after all. I didn’t want it to be anything other than exactly what she wanted.
I bent my knees to make up for her short legs and positioned myself at her entrance. I pushed in the head, and she gasped. I let her take a moment to adjust. She was so fucking tight.
I pushed in deeper, and she cried out as I slowly slid into her. For some women, sex for the first time hurt them. Alexa’s cries were all about pleasure. Maybe she’d played with dildos or vibrators before. I wasn’t going to stop and ask.
I pushed deeper into her, and her body grabbed my cock. She was so tight, both because she was a small person and because she’d just had an orgasm.
I pushed deeper until I was in all the way, and she gasped when I paused.
“You doing okay?” I asked. It wasn’t very dominant of me, but this was an exception.
She nodded.
“Good,” I said and started sliding in and out of her.
She cried out, and I fucked her with slow strokes, sliding along every inch of her body and back out again. Slowly, I picked up the pace, fucking her harder and harder. Her cries became louder and louder.
She tipped back her head, and I did what I’d wanted to do for a long time. I grabbed hold of her hair and pulled her hair back, arching her back. I knew I was going in deeper like this, and it was probably not the best thing for a first time, but I couldn’t help myself.
I wanted to fuck her hard and fast. She cried out when I did, but she wasn’t unhappy with me. She was so fucking wet around my cock, it was like she’d dumped a whole bottle of lube between her legs. I groaned and gasped.
She cried out, and a moment later, her walls clamped down on me. She was orgasming. She cried out long and loud. I let go of her hair and gripped her hips with both hands. I slammed into her, fucking her harder and faster. My own orgasm crept closer and closer, my balls tightening. I felt myself grow inside her, getting harder still, and suddenly I exploded.
I released my load inside her, pumping into her until I’d emptied myself. She shuddered and her legs wobbled.
I pulled out of her, and she collapsed on the couch.
“That’s my good girl,” I said to her, sitting down next to her. I stroked her hair, watching her pull herself back together. This had been the best fuck, and we hadn’t nearly gotten to where I wanted to be with her. When she looked like she was ready to go again, I kissed her.
“Get dressed, princess. Let me take you home.”
She did as I asked, shimmying back into that dress. I got dressed, too. I picked up the mask and chuckled when I looked at it. What a fail.
When Alexa was ready, I took her hand, and we left the private room together. We crossed the floor where couples and groups were doing unthinkable things to each other. I handed the mask back at the entrance, and we got into our separate cars. I would follow her to my place, and we would spend the night together.
God, I wanted to be her dom. I wanted to own her so that I could do with her as I pleased. Tonight had been only a little taste. I wanted the real deal. I wanted her all to myself, her body as my playground. I would do all sorts of sick and delicious things to her before I held her and loved her.
She wanted it, too. If the way she’d reacted to my commands and the names was any indication, she was right about wanting to be owned by a dom. But we would save that for later. Right now I wanted to go home and pull her naked body against mine in my bed.