Noah

Alexis suddenly became white as a ghost. We were having the perfect day and I was planning on making it one hell of a night. She was fine when I made the toast to us, but when I thanked my selfish ass brother I thought she was going to faint. She pushed me away and walked away from me. I followed her back to our seats and asked her what was wrong, but she basically ignored me. I tried to force her to talk to me, but she looked right through me.

“What’s going on, Alexis?”

“Nothing. I guess I just feel a little sick,” she advises, but I don’t believe her.

“You were fine until I toasted Nick,” I remind her.

“Tell me about him,” she whispers.

“Tell you about who? Nick?” I question, wondering why the hell she wants to spend our last night together talking about Nick?

“Yes. Tell me, please.”

“What do you want to know?” I ask, and she looks at me and I notice that her eyes had a burning, faraway look in them.

“Everything,” she says.

“He’s my younger brother. He came to Chicago on business a few times a month, but his home was Boston. He was a silent owner in my business. He was the fucking family prince. He is also married to Sam,” I tell her, and her eyes become flat, hard and emotionless.

“He is married to Sam…” she whispers.

“Yes. He’s married to Sam. Why are we talking about this Alexis? This is our last night together, so I’d rather focus on us.” I remind her, and she drifts off looking out over the water

“He’s married?” she questions, and I stand up, pissed off.

“YES! Nick is married! Are you planning on tracking him down for yourself once I’m gone?” I yell at her and she snaps her attention back to me.

“I’m sorry, Noah. I guess knowing his name, makes the situation more real,” Alexis says and for some reason, I‘m not buying her explanation.

“This is our last night together, so let’s just enjoy it,” Alexis says, as she reaches over and rubs my arm. I stare at her and see that something has changed. Why the hell is she rubbing my arm like I’m her fucking dog?

We spend the last hour sitting next to each other like strangers. I tried to grab her hand once and she flinched and moved away. Neither one of us said much of anything as the boat docked. Alexis practically jumped out of her seat and I quietly followed as she walked out and hailed a cab. I am not even certain if I should get my own cab or if she’s expecting me to climb in with her.

When the cab arrives, Alexis hops in and I look at her determine if I should get my own cab. Her expectant gaze lets me know to get in. The driver asks where we are headed, and I stay quiet to find out where she’s going. Alexis calls out my hotel and I wonder if she is planning to get out there too.

The driver pulls up in front of the hotel and Alexis hops out while I pay the driver. I follow her as she is, apparently, still planning on going to my room. The elevator is full of other people, but I notice that Alexis still won’t make eye contact with me. When the elevator stops on my floor, I place my hand on her lower back and walk out behind her. She jumped when I touched her, but I bite my lip and keep escorting her to my room.

The minute we are in my room, Alexis walks past the bed and turns to look at me. I have no idea what the hell she wants. She lifts her dress over her head and is now standing in front of me in only her bra and panties. She stalks towards me as I watch her wondering just exactly what she expects. She stops a few inches from me and reaches for my belt.

“I want you to fuck me like this is a goodbye,” she demands, and I place my hand on hers as she fumbles with my belt. “I told you this wasn’t a goodbye, Alexis,” I remind her, and she practically jumps on me covering my mouth with hers. She forces her tongue into my mouth and moves to lift my shirt. Once my shirt is off we both manage to take off my pants and boxers. I don’t know what has set Alexis off, but I why would she say this is a goodbye? She makes it sound like I won’t be seeing her again.

Alexis pushes me onto the bed and before I can move, she has my dick in her mouth. She is licking and sucking it like her life depends on it. I am almost tempted to push her off, but she feels so fucking good that I can’t. I groan and before I realize it, I have my fist wrapped in her hair and I am thrusting my hips and hitting the back of her throat. She eventually sits up wiping her mouth with her arm and turns around so that she is on he hands and knees. “I want you to fuck me, Noah,” she tells me when she turns her head to look at me as I crawl behind her. I reach under her to pinch her clit and she lets out a scream. I use one hand to pinch and play with her clit while I use two fingers from the other hand to push inside her. I thrust my fingers in and out of her and she starts to ride them, her juices running down my hand and along her thighs. Alexis starts to beg me to stop. I change my position lying on my back and putting my face against her wet pussy. I start licking and devouring every ounce of her delicious juices. I suck, lick and swallow like it’s the first drink I have had after being on a deserted island.

When she can’t take anymore, she collapses onto my face. I lift her up back onto her knees and. I slam into her and fill her with my big hard dick. I don’t even allow her time to get used to my size. Alexis tries to pull away from me, but I hold her in place. I use my legs to open her wider to me. I hear her gasp before she starts to scream out my name.

I let out a growl and continue to bury myself in her. If Alexis is going to call this our goodbye fuck, I want her to remember it.

When we finally collapse, I wrap Alexis in my arms. We are both panting and trying to catch our breath. I pull her head towards me and give her a deep kiss. I stare into her dark eyes and I see that something has changed between us. Alexis was responsive to me, but now something is broken.

The next morning, I wake up and I am alone. Alexis left and didn’t say goodbye. She knew I was leaving this morning, and I suppose that’s why she wanted the goodbye fuck. I thought she would go to the airport with me, but I guess I was wrong about Alexis Deluca.

~*~*~

After a long flight I am back in Boston and it hasn’t changed one bit. I drop off my bags and I head straight to the office. I stop to tell my receptionist, to call Ted. I want to see him immediately. I start to proceed when I stop in my tracks. I realize I don’t know this woman. I walk back over to her and tilt my head and she gives me a big smile.

“Is there something else, Mr. Hudson?” she questions.

“Yes. Who the hell are you? Where is Pam?”

“I’m sorry Mr. Hudson, she quit last week. I’m your new receptionist, Lisa.” She stands and holds out her hand and I just look at it.

“Hold off with calling Ted, Please tell Maurice to get his ass to my office,” I demand as I glance at her still outstretched hand and walk to my office.