AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“You don’t sound all that angry?” she conjectured.
“This works very well on anger,” he said, staring down at the belt in his hand. He began putting it back around his waist. “You’re going to have to take a cab home because I have some things to finish up here. But don’t fall asleep, I got plans for you.”
“That’s all?” she asked wearily. Like a plucked flower she wanted to fade from the glory, lie limp and lose herself in an earthy bed of forgetfulness.
“No, it’s not all. I originally came down here to tell you that I’m flying to New York to work on the book deal.”
Her eyes sharpened.
“You did get it!” The smile was soft and grateful.
“I guess we’ll have to celebrate another time.” He stared at her for a few more seconds. “I think while I’m gone, I’ll have you move into Reggie’s. Behave yourself or he’ll add to the woe on your ass.”
“Move in? But why?”
“Because I don’t trust you,” he said simply and he turned away from her.
“But Will…”
He turned back, eyes instantly daggers. “Don’t start, or I’ll start over.”
She bit her lip to hold back her thoughts and watched her husband leave the room. Alex looked to the blond man with the intense blue eyes and felt an uncomfortable lump growing in her throat. Such an arrangement, going back into Reggie’s house could mean a thousand things, not the least of which was a return to the submissive/dominant relationship that always demanded she touch the darkest places in her soul. Certainly Will couldn’t be asking that.
***
Once Alex and Will were in bed together, they fucked like two elements of nature fusing into one. Her crotch melted into his like butter into bread. Theirs was a liquid bath of erotic pleasure, shifting with the changeable moods of making love. When his was forthright and severe, cock in her cunt, she acquiesced. When he lay passive she nurtured his body with a teasing touch running her hands tenderly along his chest, outlining muscles with her fingers, kissing them with her lips, always moving downward to the center, only to return to Will’s handsome face. Alex adored that face with a shower of smiles and an active tongue to play with his hungry lips.
“I am sorry, that we haven’t been doing this more,” she whispered. Her lazy tongue bathed his mouth. Her fingers combed through his dark hair. Leaning over him, her blonde hair glided over his shoulders like feathers.
“You’ll get your chance when I get back,” he whispered back. His hand was on her sore ass fondling.
“Hummm, you don’t know how that feels,” she purred soft.
“Tight?”
“Very.”
That soreness was one of her favorite pleasures. She’d be looking in the mirror at her skin letting the submissive sensations spark her body and thoughts.
With a finger going between her cheeks, Will found her anus and began to probe.
“And did I clip you here,” he asked.
“Ruthlessly,” she advised him, her voice erotically mellow. She started, stopped, jerked and shivered each time his probing went a little deeper.
“I want you here,” he informed her.
“I guessed as much,” she replied. Without having to be asked, she turned over in his arms, so they lay on their sides and she pushed her ass into Will’s groin. Opening her thighs enough so he could have an easy target of the rear entry, he slipped into the tenuous place as she felt her body go rigid for an instant and then begin to relax. “Ah, ah yes,” she hissed softly into the pillow. She held her hands together as though they were bound with ropes. And while her husband moved slowly in and out of her ass, she felt pieces of herself falling away. Thoughts disappeared and her mind went blank. The physical jolt of the penetration engaged her body in places often lost to sensation.
It was Will’s climax to have, she was his to take. And with every second of the gentle anal assault she gave him more until the climax, when she was wholly consumed by him the way his body wrapped around hers, smothering her softly in the covers.
Snuggled into her natural state of surrender again, Alex slept peacefully that night, except for the nagging memory in the back of her mind that she’d be entering Reggie’s house the next day. The idea might have chilled her bones, except that Will was lying so close to her side that she was still swimming in their peaceful union.
Chapter Nine
Jocelyn sat in the tiny room of the German hotel on orders from Ian not to go anywhere.
“Don’t you budge an inch, darling. As soon as I’m back from my appointment there’s this beer hall we really should experience.”
