Authors: Jettie Woodruff
Alex wrapped me in his arms just inside the door, pulling me
toward him. I was like butter in his arms. I’m not sure what happened over the
past couple days, but I wanted him more than I’d ever wanted anything in my
life. My eyes emotionally closed as I buried my face in his neck, trailing my
tongue over his jaw line.” I’m going to shower, hurry up,” I pleaded.
“Come on, Daddy,” Maddie complained, pulling on his pants. I
bent and hugged her and told her that I loved her before I stumbled up the
steps.
I swear alcohol released some sort of endorphin that went
straight between my legs. I could feel the wetness, the anticipation, and the
nerves starting to build. This wasn’t Jaron. This was controlling Alex. I
wasn’t sure I could take the lead with him. I was so used to him being the one
to dictate everything. I had to try. I had to show him that he didn’t always
have to have the control and it was something that we needed to share if we
were going to make a go of this.
I pulled my hair up and quickly showered, running a razor rapidly
over my legs.
“She was out before I finished the second page,” Alex spoke
as I exited the bathroom, wearing nothing, not even a towel. This was why I
needed to be drunk. I would have never been able to do that sober. I wanted
Alex to experience sex with me the way I had experienced it with Jaron. We had
done nothing but the missionary style the three times that we had sex. It was
amazing and I loved every second of it, but I still liked to be a little jaded
I guess.
“You’re perfect, Whitley,” he softly spoke, closing the gap
between us.
“Don’t touch me, Alex,” I whispered, moving his hands from
my hips and holding them to his sides as I warned him with an alluring stare.
“I can’t touch you?” he asked, turning his head to follow
me, circling his body.
“Uh-uh,” I demanded, making a full turn around him and
stopping face to face with him.
“Okay,” he replied with raised eyebrows. “What do you want
me to do?”
“Nothing. I’m doing the controlling tonight,” I assured him,
loosening the already loose tie more. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, turning my
face away when he tried to kiss me.
“Damnit. Whit, how long is this going to take?”
I smiled, not letting him see it. “How long is what going to
take, Alex?” I asked, pulling his shirt from his slacks.
“How long is it going to take before you let me touch you?”
“You’re not touching me tonight. I’m doing the touching,” I
assured, unbuckling his belt. He placed his hands behind his head when I
released him to my hand, trying not to touch me I was sure.
I kissed him down his chest and came to my knees. I looked
up, seeing him close his eyes and drop his head as I stroked his shaft,
establishing pre-come to his head. He moaned when I lightly stroked his slit,
licking it from him. He moaned again when I took him deep to the back of my
throat, messaging his balls in my hand as I gave him the best blow job I could
muster.
I kept it up for maybe ten minutes before he stopped me.
“Whit, you have to stop,” he warned the fact that I already
knew. I could feel his scrotum tighten and the vein in his shaft pulsating. I
knew he was close.
“Lay down,” I beckoned, coming to his lips. He removed his
pants and socks and did as I ordered. I picked up his tie and straddled him on
the bed.
“What are you doing?” he asked as I tied a tight knot around
one of his wrists. “That’s an eighty dollar tie,” he tried.
“Put your hands over your head. Do you really care about the
tie?” I asked as he raised his hands letting me tie them around the spindle in
the headboard.
“I don’t know if I like this, Whitley,” he confessed. He
couldn’t stand the fact that he wasn’t in control. I found it quite amusing
myself.
“You don’t know if you like this?” I asked, pulling myself
straighter on my knees and running my fingers through my wet pussy. His eyes
never left my fingers.
“Maybe it’s okay,” he admitted, watching me rub my energetic
clit.
I smiled a victory smile. “Maybe it would be okay if you licked
it, uh?” I taunted, spreading my lips for a better view with my fingers.
He nodded. He was speechless. “Do you want to lick my pussy,
Alex?”
“Yes,” he moaned licking his lips. I moved over his face and
pressed my hips to his already erect tongue. I moved in and back out a few
times, teasing and only giving him a taste until I was the one that needed
more. Holding my lips apart with two fingers, I twisted my body so that I could
stroke him while he did mind blowing things to me with his mouth.
“I need my hands, baby,” he whined.
“No, you don’t. Right there, Alex. Yes, oh, fuck yes, mmmm
there, baby,” I moaned as I was to the edge, right there at my breaking point
when his hands suddenly became free and I was on my back. He lifted my legs and
continued his task with his mouth as he inserted two fingers. I couldn’t
protest. I was going to come. Alex picked up speed and force, finger fucking me
while sucking on my clitoris bringing me to a screaming, outlandish orgasm.
“Ahhhh fuck, Alex. Fuck me,” I ordered. He didn’t waste any time,
he rested my feet on his shoulders and slid into me.
He was the one to moan that time. I was beginning to think
he had scored a Viagra or something when I was at the brink of my third orgasm.
He was there too and thrust deep, moaning in sync with me.
He dropped my legs and then his sweaty body to mine, panting
like an overheated dog.
I ran my fingers through the back of his sweaty hair, trying
to regulate my own breathing. That’s when he had to go and ruin it. He rose up
and stared down at me.
“I love you, Whitley,” he declared.
“Shit, Alex. Don’t say that. Don’t do that,” I ordered,
moving from beneath him, disappearing to the bathroom. None of that played out
the way it had in my mind. I was going to ride him tied up, make him get behind
me, make him do me standing up, nothing went as planned, he couldn’t hand over
the control and now he had to go and say the L-word. What the hell?
I didn’t want to go back out there naked. I sobered up the
moment he told me that he loved me. Why the hell didn’t I bring clothes with
me?
Alex did his best to smooth over his comment. I knew he was
in love with me, even when I hated him for the things that he had done, I knew
it. I felt it in the times that he touched me. I saw it in the way he looked at
me, I sensed it when he intently watched me with Maddie. I didn’t know how to
absorb it. Did I even want to?
I couldn’t look at him when I quickly went back to bed. I
wanted to go downstairs and sleep alone. He wouldn’t let me, I didn’t even try
it. Snuggling to my bare back, he wrapped his arm around my waist, holding my
hand. He never spoke and neither did I. We fell asleep wrapped in each other’s
arms. Him feeling content and me feeling confused.
I woke the next morning to him whispering. “Shhh, let’s let
Mommy sleep. Come on, Daddy will make you an egg,” I heard him tell Maddie. I
opened my eyes, seeing him in black sweats, and picking her up as he kissed her
cheek. He quietly closed the door behind them and I took a deep breath. I was
sure no man on earth would ever love that little girl like he did. She loved
him just as much, but could her mommy love him too?
Okay, if I was sleeping in this room with him, I definitely
had to move my clothes. I had nothing but the dress from Easter dinner. I
wasn’t wearing that. Walking to the bathroom to find a towel to cover myself, I
saw his dress shirt from the day before. Pulling it on, I rolled the sleeves
and breathed in his cologne. Yup, Alex Wesson was no doubt getting to me. Ugh.
Walking around the bar, I kissed Maddie on the head and
looked up to Alex staring with his mouth agape. I knew he was liking me in his
shirt, it made me smile and feel all warm and fuzzy inside. For the first time
since I was forced to come there, I felt like we were a family. I guess I felt
happy. It was a big step for me, but I walked over to him and leaned into him.
He knew what I wanted and wrapped his hand around my lower back and kissed me.
“You look hot as hell. Will you wear that all day?” he
teased. I laughed.
“Your eggs are burning,” I said, spinning out of his arm.
“My daddy not read this,” Maddie complained, holding the
book that she had fallen asleep to the night before.
“Mommy will read it. Come here,” I coaxed, wanting her on my
lap. She slid to my lap and opened the book. She always had to turn the pages
which took forever. Her fingers seemed to always turn three or four pages at a
time, and of course you couldn’t help her. Her page fumbling gave me the
opportunity to gaze across the kitchen to Alex’s constant stare. This was new
and different for both of us, I think. We were looking at each other with
emotion rather than the constant dirty looks that I had become accustomed to
sending his way. My God, I was in love with Alex.
I finished the book while we ate breakfast together as a
family. We really were a family, the kind that women longed for. It was almost
unfathomable. I loved it, I truly did.
“What are you doing today?” I asked Alex as he held Maddie
over the sink, washing her hands.
“I’ve got to work. I just received a new assignment for an
amusement park ride. I’m going to have to go to the office. It’s a simulator
ride and I need the whole room.”
“What do you mean the whole room?” I asked not
understanding.
He sat Maddie down and smiled at me. “Come with me,” he
requested.
“No, I don’t want to bother you at work. Maddie will be too
much. You can go. We’ll go for a walk.” And once again he took it upon himself
to make arrangements. He called Regan and made plans to drop Maddie off at the
park where Trenton was at baseball practice. I didn’t say anything. It wasn’t
that I minded, it was just that he never asked me anything. He always did what
he wanted whether I agreed or not.
“You can wear my shirt; I love you in my shirt.”
“If I am staying in your room, we need to move my clothes,”
I said, trying not to comment on him going over my head to get a sitter.
“You’re absolutely staying in
our
room. I’ll have the
housekeepers do that this week,” he offered, spreading my legs to stand between
them.
“Behave,” I ordered as he ran his hands up my bare legs,
lifting his shirt as he went.
“I can’t. You belong in this shirt. You shouldn’t wear
anything else,” he whispered hot words to my neck, causing my eyes to close and
a twitch right between my legs. I actually moaned a little when he sucked
lightly on my neck.
“Daddy, you fix this?” Maddie asked, pushing him away from
me and holding the head to a horse in one hand and the body in the other.
“Un-oh, I think this horse is done for, you broke it,
sweetie. I don’t think we can fix him.”
“But him need a live in the zoo.”
“He needs to live in the zoo,” he corrected, but didn’t make
her repeat it. “Horses live on farms not the zoo,” he explained.
Maddie looked up to him confused. “I did ride a horse at the
zoo.”
“You did. The petting zoo, I forgot. You’re right. Some
horses do live at the zoo,” he explained, remembering that he did take her to a
little petting zoo not far out of Lincoln.
“Where that book, Mom?” she asked, cocking her hip. I knew
what she wanted. She had looked at that page at least twenty times. I got it
for her and she sat down on the floor.
“Sit down, Daddy,” she ordered, looking up, wanting to show
him the zoo
again
.
I smiled as he sat on the tile in front of her. “I’m going
to shower,” I announced as he smiled up at me, running his hand up the back of
my leg. Jesus, why did I need sex all the time all of a sudden? I never had sex
that often before.
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Alex held my hand after opening the car door for me. He held
it through the front entrance, not letting it go after stopping in front of the
front desk waiting for the too pretty girl to be off the phone. I didn’t like
her.
“Hey, Janie. I’ve got some work to do here today, anything I
need to know about?”
“Not really, I just sent you an email update. You might want
to get ahold of Brayers, he wants a scene re-done,” she replied.
“I’ve already talked to him. Oh, this is Whitley,” he smiled
at me. “This is Janie, my right hand man, the glue that keeps Wesson Simulation
together,” he teased.
“Nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you,
almost as much as I’ve heard about your adorable little girl.”
Okay, maybe I liked her a little. “Thank you,” I smiled as I
was led down the hall. I was expecting Alex to have some sort of high rise
office building with a mirrored floor to ceiling window overlooking the city. It
wasn’t what I was expecting. It wasn’t in a busy part of Lincoln at all and sat
at the end of a one way street. I expected to see business people coming in and
out. There was no one but Janie, and she wore a plain brown skirt and tan
sweater.
“Um, should I be afraid?” I asked when Alex unlocked four
dead bolt locks and entered a code.
He laughed. “No, I have a lot of expensive equipment in
here, not to mention a lot of what I do is top secret. I’m pretty important,
you know,” he teased.
“Why is it top secret? What do you mean?”
“I mean I don’t want anyone else breaking in here and
learning my secrets. I don’t have a lot of competition and I’d like to keep it
that way.”
“Where the hell are we going?” I demanded to know, walking
through a cold dark warehouse.
“Almost there,” he promised.
We turned down a short hallway and he once again unlocked
multiple locks before flipping on the lights to something I had never seen in
my life. I still wasn’t sure what I was seeing. I guess it was sort of like a
studio. There was another room with a glass window off to the side. The walls
and ceiling were covered with some sort of white screens.