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“Is that so?”
Alex nods. “That sound is so taboo, it excites me. But there’s more.”
“Okay.”
“I like that you grip the railing of your headboard when you’re riding me.”
“And why’s that?” I shift my weight from one foot to the other, to create some friction between my legs.
“Because”—he steps closer, backing me into the still open passenger side door and blocking me from view as he cups my breasts—“when you’re using that rail, these beautiful fucking tits of yours slap me in the face. Between you bouncing on my dick and hitting me with your tits, it’s the best damn thing ever.”
“Alex,” I say his name as if I’m out of breath. “We should go upstairs.”
He nods. “We definitely should.” Before he steps away, he takes my hand and places it over his crotch.
“I thought you didn’t feel well.” I joke.
“I don’t,” he says as he moves my hand up and down. “I think I need a nurse.”
“Oh, God,” I say quietly, unsure if he’s heard me over the traffic. “Alex, we need to go inside before someone catches us out there.”
He rests his head on my shoulder and nods. “I need a minute.”
“Okay. Will it help if I put images in your mind.”
“Depends on what kind of images you’re talking about. If they are of any part of you, no they definitely won’t help because I have such a fucking hard-on for you. All the time.”
“Do you think about me at practice?”
“Sometimes, and now that you bring it up, I think about us fucking in the locker room, weight room, trainer’s room. Hell, any place I frequent.”
“Jesus.”
“You’re telling me, Kels. Right now, I can picture us fornicating all over the place. You, me, and our naked bodies.”
I giggle. Alex freezes. “You said fornicate.”
“Sorry, my bad, dirty girl. Fucking. I can picture us fucking all over the facility.”
“You’d get fired.”
“It’d be worth it.”
“That’s the wrong brain thinking. Anyway, granny panties.”
“Are you wearing them?” He slips his hand down the back of my pants. “Nope,” he says after giving my thong a tug. “Try again.”
“Dentures.”
He shakes his head. “Blow job without fear of being bit.”
I look to the side, for any inspiration but see nothing except a woman standing not far from us with her phone pointed in our direction. I tell Alex and that seems to do the trick. He takes my hand and pulls me from the truck, shuts the door, and sets his alarm.
We rush across the street and duck into my building, saying nothing until we’re at my front door. “It’s hard being spontaneous when everyone is the paparazzi these days.”
“I get it.” Ever since the first couple of incidents with the media, they’ve left us alone. I’m grateful because I don’t like feeling like I can't be myself. Plus, I like meeting up with my coworkers and they don’t need their privacy invaded because of who I’m dating.
“Hey, you know what?” Alex says as we walk into the living room.
