Chapter 4

Eli

What the hell just happened?

All I could assume was that I’d taken advantage of her good nature one too many times. Yes. It made sense that asking her to work late and then cancelling at the last minute would make her pissed. Especially, if she’d been looking forward to going to the restaurant. Yes, now I could understand volcano o’clock.

It was so unlike Alex though. Dare I say it? Maybe it was that time of the month too? I decided to pick up a bouquet of flowers to take to the restaurant as way of an apology. It was something you’d do on a date as well.

I arrived at the restaurant at a quarter to eight so that I’d hopefully be there and settled before Alex’s arrival. Jesus, I was so goddamn nervous. I’d spent a half hour this evening making a list of business issues I could discuss so that I didn’t freeze up. By the time it got to ten minutes past eight I was sweating like a pig and had to remove my jacket and loosen my tie. So much for looking smart this evening. I’d also already downed three scotches. Christ, I’d better calm the fuck down as it was hardly professional to slur your words at your assistant.

And then she was brought to the table and I swear my heart stopped beating. Her short blonde hair was tousled slightly, her face painted to perfection with cosmetics that made her look like a supermodel and she was wearing a short silver slip dress. Yes – a short dress. A very short dress. Now I’m a man but I’d do my best to describe it to you. Basically there was little of it. Thin straps and material that hung loosely on her body but at the same time accentuated those pert breasts. It skimmed her hips and rested just above her knees. My cock prevented me from doing the gentlemanly thing and standing to greet her and to pull out her chair as she’d have had something to hang her coat on if I’d have stood up. Instead I had to scoot myself further under the table, so she couldn’t see my boner.

Worst of all my mouth wouldn’t work as my head was all kinds of confused.

This isn’t work attire - is she going on a date afterwards?

I’ll fucking kill anyone who goes near her.

Shall I give her my jacket because I’ve already seen one guy check her out.

I swear to God I wasn’t this pathetic when I was a teenager and a virgin. Business Alex I could cope with. This Alex, sexsational Alex—yes that’s the word I was going for—well, I was doomed to hell. In fact, at that moment a tiny part of me hoped for a minor heart scare so I could have escaped via 911 and not had to proceed.

Alex ordered a drink, and I got through the next minute by pointing at my empty scotch glass and nodding when the waitress asked if I wanted another. I put my fingers up to say two and secured an order for a double. The waitress took away the empty glasses.

“Are you okay, Eli?” Alex asked me. “You seem to be drinking a lot. Has something happened?” Her face was creased in concern.

“Err, Mr. Saunders managed to pop in after all. We met at seven for a quick drink and business chat, so, that’s why there are all the empty glasses.”

Alex sat back in her chair and crossed one leg over the other. My eyes headed straight for the juncture of her thighs and I caught a glimpse of silver silk panties. Fuck.

“Can we cut the bullshit here, Eli?”

“Excuse me?” My eyes widened.

“Let’s just get things clear and in the open right now. There has never been a Mr. Terry Saunders. You set this up, so that we were here alone though you then wimped out and tried to cancel. Now, you can either treat this like the date it is and stop acting like a douche, or you can tell me you’re not interested and I’ll go home. You’ve one chance, Eli. We’ve been dancing around each other for years. It ends tonight one way or another. So, what’s it to be?

Wow. The woman I’d fantasized over for years had called me out on it. Cards were on the table. She was into me. Oh my fucking God was this actually happening?

“Would you like to go out to dinner with me, Alex?” I finally croaked out.

“Yes, I would. I’d like to do a lot more than dinner, Eli, truth be told.”

Fuck dinner.

“Takeout at mine once we’ve made ourselves hungry?” I ventured, “or we can enjoy a nice meal. You tell me what you want, Alex, because I’m yours.”

“Take me to yours.” She demanded. “I’ve waited long enough.”

Without hesitation I threw hundreds of dollars onto the table and steered Alex out to my waiting driver, my hand in the small of her back. The flowers forgotten and abandoned at the side of my chair. I couldn’t believe I had my hand on her, feeling the warmth of her skin through the slim material. I opened the car door for her and we climbed inside where I asked the driver to put the privacy screen up and then we launched at each other. Lips crushing lips. My hand holding the back of her head, her arms fastened around my neck. My tongue plunged inside her eager mouth.

This. Was. Really. Happening.

Then my body remembered what it was like to touch someone you were head over heels for. Something that hadn’t happened since I’d fallen in love with my ex-wife. I’d had random hook-ups since, even dated some women for a few months, but nothing serious. My relationship with Katrina had made me build walls around myself. Walls that Alex, as I had gotten to know her more, had started to bring down. And now they were rubble lying around her feet.

The Eli of old was gone, taking the opportunity presented before him - Alex.

We made out all the way to my brownstone and then I carried her up the steps, only stopping to unlock my door. My hands had skirted her ass as I’d carried her and I couldn’t wait to get her inside my bedroom. I took hold of her hand and pulled her up the stairs behind me and then down the corridor into my room. I flicked a small lamp on and turned. Alex stood in the doorway, her face a picture of vulnerability as she bit her lip. There was no room for doubt here.

“Alex. I want you in my bed. I want to fuck you all night long and I need to tell you now that once that happens, you're mine. You understand? I’ve not come this far to lose you.”

She nodded, and I slowly walked over to her. The tables had turned. The lioness in the restaurant was now the prey, and I was the lion.

“Take off that dress, Alex.”

I stood watching her as she grabbed the hem and pulled it over her head, left standing there in a silver bra that accentuated those creamy tits and a pair of silver panties.

“Now the bra.”

She unhooked it from the back but rather than throw it on the floor, she threw it at me. I caught it and bit the cup of the bra showing her what she had in store.

“And the panties.”

She wiggled them down her legs and off and then walked over to me. Then she held the panties under my nose and moved her hand across so her musky scent entered my nostrils.

I growled.

“Onto the bed.”

“No.” She said and smiled. “Your turn. Take off that shirt.”

I laughed. Looked like she wasn’t my prey at all.

I unbuttoned my shirt slowly and shed it. She moved her hands across my abdomen taking in the toned muscles that my regular gym attendance helped keep intact.

“Now the pants.”

I unbuckled my belt, slid it through the loops of my pants and Alex caught it.

“Now the boxers.” She licked her lips. “Or you’ll be whipped for being disobedient.”

“Can I remove them and still be whipped? I’ll find something else to be disobedient about.” I raised an eyebrow.

“Maybe.” Her mouth curved at the edges. “Or maybe I’ll just do it, anyway.”

I dropped my boxers and watched her eyes widen as my cock sprang free of my underwear. Proud and erect my ten inches were ready for action, ready to sink into her warm depths.

“Oh my God.” She gasped, her eyes not leaving my dick.

At that moment she stilled and looked at me.

“Fuck, this is really happening.” she said. “Tell me I’m not dreaming, Eli.”

I walked closer to her and fisting my cock I ran the top of my dick against her wet heat. “Does that feel like you’re dreaming?” I asked her. Then I picked her up and threw her on my bed.

I was immediately over the top of her. My mouth smashed against hers and once again wanton lust exploded between us. I trailed my mouth down her neck, nipping and biting until I reached the soft swell of her breasts. I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked before biting it gently.

“Ooohhh.”

Christ, I thought I might come from her voice alone, those soft moans and her hitched breaths.

My tongue danced from one breast over to the other and Alex’s moans got louder. Her body undulating over mine as she became increasingly turned on. So I slowly trailed my hand up her thigh, making her wait, delaying getting to her heat and then I dipped my fingers. She was soaked.

“Oh baby, you’re so wet for me.”

I dipped my head and lowered myself between her thighs, pushing them wider apart and then I licked up her seam and she gasped and screamed my name.

“Eli. Oh my fucking God. Please, please. I need you there.”

I laughed. She’d get me there, when I was good and ready. We had all night.

Pushing my tongue inside her I fucked her with my mouth, flicking her nub with my finger as my tongue darted in and out of her. Before long she was pushing herself against my face hard, her breathing ragged and louder moans coming from her lips.

“Oh my God, oh my God.”

And then she exploded against my mouth, her juicy wetness better than any scotch I’d ever tasted. She collapsed back against the bed, her body having thrust upwards as she came. While she came down from her climax, I rubbed her juicy wetness into her puckered hole.

“Wh-what are you doing?”

“You’ll see.”

I took out a packet of anal beads from my drawer. A fantasy I’d held since my obsession with Alex had started. I’d never really thought they’d ever get used, but I’d bought and kept a few toys for if my fantasy had ever come true and it was doing. She was really here in my bed right now. Hell yeah!

Lubing the beads up, I parted her thighs again.

“Trust me, Alex.”

“I do trust you.” She said and let her thighs fall apart.

Her pussy was displayed before me, slick with her juices. I lined the beads up at the entrance to her ass and slowly pushed the first one in, taking my time until a few of the beads were inside her then once again I positioned myself over her but this time my cock was lined up with that perfect pussy.

I pushed inside and she moaned. It was almost my undoing, and I had to stop for a moment or I was going to peak too soon. I got myself together and once again started to thrust inside her. This was going to be no slow comfortable screw but a hard, fast fuck. I thrust inside her harder, her head touching the headboard slightly then I placed a hand under her ass and gave her the ride of her life.

Her moans and uttering of words started again. All ‘Oh my God’ and ‘Eli, please’.

As I felt my balls tighten and the pressure build, and her gasps quickened, I pulled the beads from out of her ass. She exploded over my cock, those little tightenings causing my seed to spurt inside her. We collapsed together, bodies slick with sweat. It was everything I’d ever wanted and more.

“Marry me, Alex.” I said.