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I can’t stop the tears falling as he takes me in the most languid, gentle rhythm.
This isn’t fucking.
And it’s absolutely my undoing.
He never stops kissing me, it just becomes more intense as he empties himself inside my body for the very first time. When he’s done, he rolls us over until I’m on top.
“Stay put. When I get hard again, you’re going to ride me.” He slides his hands down my back and squeezes my ass, pushing my pelvis down.
I rock my hips to the rhythm he’s set with his hands, and I can feel his erection growing inside me. The harder he gets, the farther I slide up and down. Feeling bold, I lean down and kiss him as I fuck onto him hard and deep. I’m so close to coming, and I want more than anything to ask his permission. But that’s not our dynamic tonight, so I switch it up enough to let it slip away.
“Oh, no you don’t, Alex.” He squeezes my ass harder and takes control of my movements. “Martyring your orgasm is a bullshit way to play this. Now get back to work.”
This time, when I’m close, I let it happen, but I don’t pander to it. All my effort is for Freddy. To make him come. I’m just about to hit a second orgasm when Freddy takes back control, thrusting his hips up as he forces me down on top of him until the first pulse of his orgasm sends me right over the edge with him.
He slides a hand up my back and tangles it in my hair as he presses my head against his chest. “Rest for a bit. I’ll let you know when I’m ready for round three.”
I fall asleep to the steady thump of his heart, and wake to his cock stirring inside me again. Insatiable. Or maybe desperate.
“As much as I would like to use that delightfully tight throat of yours and watch you swallow my come—because that is absolutely one of my favourite images of you—I meant it when I said I’m going to send you home with your pussy full of my come, Alex. I want you to feel me for days. To know what you’re missing.”
12
Alfred
It’sthe early hours of the morning by the time I’ve fucked the anger out of my system and am in the right headspace to work things out.
Alex may think this is over, but I’ll be buggered if I’m going to let her give up on us without a fight.
I pull her in close and kiss the top of her head. “Now that I’m calm, love, let’s talk about this. You said you didn’t think the sneaking around was fair on me. Then why are we sneaking around?”
“Because if the tabloids found out, they’d make your life hell, and—”
“Hold on, let’s take them out of the equation for a minute. If you could go about your life like most of the rest of the world, where you never have to worry about being hounded and judged, would you feel the need to sneak around?”
“But I’m not like most of the rest of the world. Everything about me has an impact on those around me.”
“That’s true, but humour me, and set that aside for just a moment. If you could act on your own selfish needs and desires, what would you want when it comes to us?”
“I want it to be real. I want to be able to go places and do things with you without looking over my shoulder. I want to spend time with Pippa. Get to know her. I hate that we’re sneaking around on your child most of all.”
The relief I feel from her words is indescribable. She’s taken a huge leap and made herself vulnerable in a way I doubt she’s ever done before. In a way that has me considering possibilities. Imagining a future with her as my wife.
“I love you, Alex. I want to open ourselves up to each other. To take what we have as far as it can go. To do that, we need find a compromise between sneaking around and being on full tabloid display. And that can wait until breakfast.”
13
Alex
It’s beena week since the almost breakup and during that time, there’s been a lot of careful planning and behind the scenes coordination going on for us to be able to spend this weekend together.
We had to come completely clean with Duncan and Charlotte, because none of this works without their help.
And oh my god wasn’t that a conversation.
Duncan was perfectly fine when he thought I was hooking up with some vanilla milquetoast gentleman. But hearing that I’m hooking up on the regular with his very kinky cousin-in-law had him absolutely apoplectic. It’s a good thing we hadn’t let Charlotte in on our secret—Freddy and I had discussed it—otherwise I can only imagine the punishment she would have received for keeping it from her Dom.
Once he’d calmed down, we collectively decided it was best to keep the relationship from our parents because they’ve already begun rumblings about how it’s time I marry. And if they had any inkling that I am involved with anyone beyond a first date, they’d start meddling.
