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“You really felt that, didn’t you?” he says, his eyes dancing softly with amusement.
I have no words. I’m too blown away to speak.
Standing to his full height, Alex kicks off his shoes, unclasps his cloak and tosses it on the floor. Then seductively, he pulls his shirt over his head, and I salivate at the sight of powerful biceps and an awesomely chiselled six-pack. Sweet Lord, the word ‘buff’ doesn’t even come close to describing the beauty of this man’s body. It is the pinnacle of perfection and seeing it makes me melt onto the sheets like butter. All I want is to run my hands all over it.
Pleased by my response, Alex continues the striptease and slowly unzips his trousers, drops them to the floor and finally, peels down his boxer shorts so his entire manhood hangs loose. Even slightly flaccid, the sheer size of it makes my insides quake and as he slowly wanks himself to a full erection, I find it hard to contain myself. I want him to shove it in right now. I need so badly to come again. The mushroom-shaped tip is already wet with delectable pre-cum and I can’t wait for him to shoot all of that lovely, hot spunk inside me.
“Spread your legs wide for me, my beauty,” he breathes. “And get ready to receive what belongs to you.”
I don’t need telling twice. Obediently, I part my thighs and lay back on the mattress in anticipation of what he has in store. Pinning me down, Alex wastes no time in plunging his thick, hard cock inside me and pulverising my pussy with deep, vicious thrusts that make me scream so loud I’m sure my neighbours must be able to hear me through the walls. Back and forth the bed rocks as a constant soundtrack to our love-making. The mattress springs dig into my spine, but I don’t care. Jesus, the sensation is unlike any I’ve experienced so far, the excitement and terror of my earlier ordeal combining to create the biggest thrill ever.
And then Alex does something I’m not expecting. Looping my legs around his waist, he suddenly sweeps me off the bed with his penis still buried inside me and slams me up against the bedroom door. Faster and faster he pounds, fucking me so hard the whole flat seems to shake, each potent hit taking me a step closer to oblivion. I bite down on his shoulder and try desperately to stifle my screams, not wanting to alert the neighbours.
In the back of my mind, I worry what would happen if my mum and Freddie just happened to return home at this precise moment. What would they say if they knew that good, sweet little Jessica was getting banged in her bedroom by an enormous, filthy beast and enjoying every second of it? What then? It’s a scary thought, but right now, I couldn’t care less what anyone thinks. All I want is for him to fuck me until I come.
“Look at me,” Alex growls, staring deeply into my eyes. I look at him. “Tell me again that you love me. Say it now!”
“I love you.”
“Now say my name when you come.”
Sensing that I’m close to climaxing, Alex steps it up a gear and pounds me so hard against the door it’s like I’m seeing stars. Up and down the wood jerks, creaking in time to each and every slam, and at one point I worry the hinges could cave. At last, we’re both feeling the fireworks and yell together as a timeless sense of euphoria descends.
“I fucking love you, Alex Kingswood!” I shout as one final super-charged thrust sends me to the point of no return.
With a loud roar, Alex explodes inside me, expelling a sea of warm sticky semen deep into the core of me. For a couple of seconds, he continues pumping, and then stops abruptly and carefully withdraws. Collapsing to the floor, I sit for a while panting from exhaustion. Gently, he unbuckles the handcuffs and then, sweeping me into his arms, carries me over to the bed. For a short while, we just lie wrapped in each other’s arms, soaked in a haze of bliss. My entire body aches from both the sex and the thrashing, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’ve never felt so good in my life. Eventually, with a level of reluctance, Alex checks the time on his watch and sits up.
“It’s time to make a move,” he murmurs, reaching for his trousers on the floor. “We’d better get going before your mum and Freddie return.”
“Where are we going?” I ask.
“Isn’t it obvious? You’re still spending the night at mine. We’re going ahead with our date as planned. We’re going to have the wonderful dinner Mrs Bullivant has cooked for us and then I have a lovely surprise for you. Come on, the sooner we leave, the better. It’s quite a long drive back and I want to spend as much time as possible with you before tomorrow.”
He’s right. We’d better get a move on before my mother gets here.
Hurriedly, we get dressed (me in a different posh frock after he destroyed the other one) and after doing a few cursory security checks around the flat, the two of us climb out of my bedroom window and take the back route through the communal gardens out of the estate. Leaving by the front door was never an option just in case we had the misfortune to bump into Mum and Freddie on their return.
As we trudge across the road towards Alex’s car, I glance around nervously, hoping and praying nobody I recognise sees us. Luckily the street is quiet and empty and in no time at all, I’m sitting in the passenger seat of the Range Rover, ready to start the journey.
The drive back to Grimschurch is extremely pleasant. The sky is pitch-black and scattered with thousands of stars. We both say very little, basking in the silent enjoyment of each other’s company.
We return to Claremont Hall to find a marvellous candlelit dinner laid on by Mrs Bullivant of roast chicken, freshly picked vegetables from the garden followed by a delicious chocolate cake for dessert, all accompanied by a never-ending flow of expensive champagne.
Once more, we are mostly quiet throughout dinner, exchanging the occasional loving glance across the table, confident in the knowledge that we now have a new understanding between us. Alex can’t stop smiling and looks like the cat that got the cream. He knows he’s got me right where he wants me, and quite frankly I couldn’t give a damn anymore. I’m tired of fighting and besides, being with him is what I want now. By his side, right here, is where I belong.
After dinner, he gently takes my hand. “Come, it’s time for me to take you to see your surprise.”
“What is it?” I ask playfully with just a little hint of suspicion.
“It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you. Now, have patience. In a couple of minutes, you’ll soon see.”
Getting up from the table, I follow him along a maze of warmly lit corridors to a magnificent library stacked from ceiling to floor with books. It’s an enormous split-level room with high windows and a small flight of steps leading to an upper gallery area lined with yet more ancient tomes. Walking over to one of the bookcases, Alex lifts a candelabra off the wall, and just like in the movies, the bookcase revolves to reveal a dark recess behind it. A succession of wall mounted lamps illuminates a stone passage, beyond which stands the entrance to a futuristic looking elevator.
“Wow! A secret tunnel and a lift that goes to somewhere mysterious. Who are you? Bruce Wayne?”
Alex chuckles. “All in good time, my sweet, all in good time. Now, hold my hand…”
Tentatively, I follow him into the passage, and we step inside the glass elevator. Turning to my right, I notice that the metal call button panel shows floor levels that go to B1, B2, B3 and B4.
