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“Teresa won’t care.She was meeting up with Janie tonight and will have pussy breath.”
I didn’t understand their marriage but wasn’t about to complain since I got to reap the benefits of their being poly.
“I gotta get up in a few hours,” I reminded Alex since his laziness would only hurt my heart even more, knowing I couldn’t wrap my body around his and fall asleep holding onto the man I loved.
“Fuck.”He grunted and rolled, his baby blues peering up at me where I stood beside the bed, used condom between two fingers.“How’s the case coming along?”
Exactly what I didn’t want to think about, which was why the fucker had brought it up.Direct my focus on work so I would need him to help me forget again.
“Get dressed and lock the door behind you.”I headed toward my bathroom, my mind starting to run.
While I loved my job as a detective, I needed to shut down my goddamn brain every night.Too many facts and questions raced through my head while sitting in my silent living room on the six out of seven nights a week I didn’t have Alex to distract me.
Hot water pelted my back, and I leaned against the shower’s tile wall, head hanging, eyes closed as the heat soaked into my exhausted muscles.
I loved seeing criminals go down and pay for their crimes.Nothing satisfied me like connecting dots and finding the evidence left behind like an obscure breadcrumb trail that led to an asshole’s demise.
But my latest mind-fuck atop the trial I was ready to testify in the following week?
A case that wasn’t yet something I could fully pursue because I still waited for the victim to decide on pressing charges.
I’d been up too damn long since the call had come in Saturday night about an assault in an alleyway right outside one of Boston’s downtown luxury hotels.Then came the gunshots in the ballrooms moments later that had allowed me to continue my first investigation when I doubted the two events were even connected.
The man who had gotten the shit kicked out of him had named his attacker the afternoon before, and I’d slept all of three hours since.Joseph Delaney III.The young rich punk had issues with the law before—
My shower door snicked open, and I heaved a heavy exhale at seeing Alex’s cock already hard and sheathed up.“I need some shut eye, Alex,” I stated quietly.
He grasped my ass and knelt behind me.“I’m not done with you yet.”Water rained down over his head, but he shoved his scruffy face between my cheeks and lapped over my hole.
“Fuck.”I grunted as his tongue breached my ring, and my back arched on instinct, offering myself to him regardless of my need to pass the fuck out.
Alex could play me like a true maestro.He strummed strings I’d thought worn out, bringing life to my dick again when all I wanted to do was curl up and drop into dreamless sleep.
“Goddamn you, Alex,” I hissed as he worked his cock into my ass.
“Mmm,” he murmured against my ear, the heat of his body pressing against me as he gyrated and shoved, trying to get deeper with nothing more than spit and water to ease his way.“You like it when I make it hurt.”
Normally.
But not when exhaustion weakened my knees, and I wanted rest more than a cock attempting to rearrange my guts.I grabbed the silicone-based lube from the shelf, shifted forward off his length, and shoved some up my hole.
“Fucking finish,” I muttered, once more offering myself up for his use, back arched and all.
Alex chuckled and licked into my ear, making a wave of goose bumps crash over my arms.“You know the second time around is never quick.”He slammed into me with one forceful stroke, pulling a grunt from my chest.
Biting my tongue, I allowed my curses to spill through my mind as he set a steady pace in finding release inside the condom we never went without.My dick perked up regardless of my preference to call it quits, and eventually I gave in to the need to empty my balls again.
Skin slapped, and breaths grew heavy as he clutched at my hips as though desperate to stay with me.
I loved Alex, but sometimes he took too much.It was my own damn fault for not setting boundaries with the only person I could somewhat call mine, but as usual, I kept quiet and allowed him to have me however he desired.
Masochist, much?
He came first, same as always, and I painted the tiles with a few spurts of spunk a moment later.My ass wouldn’t like my office chair in the morning, but the soreness would give me something to focus on beyond my annoyance over a victim not wanting to bring his attacker to justice.
Silence settled over me twenty or so minutes later when I finally got Alex to leave and crawled into bed.
Alone.
