I thought for a second she was going to move, but then she ducked her chin so that her face was out of sight. It was as if I was looking at the best goddamn piece of art I had ever seen. Alexa’s back was long against the ropes, and with her widened stance and bare upper torso, she looked like a woman ready to be fucked. I was more than happy to be the one to oblige.
I snapped a quick picture before dropping my cell to the floor along with my athletic shorts. My cock stood at attention, and I knew that despite my best of intentions, I wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer. By the way that Alexa was pushing her ass toward me, I didn’t think that she would either. I rolled the condom on even as I crossed the ring.
“You look like a fucking goddess,” I said as I shoved her skirt up around her waist. I yanked aside the thin strip of her bikini thong and then I was inside of her. We both moaned in unison. God, it was better than I remembered. She was tight and so wet. I pulled her hips backward so that she was bent down in front of me even as I grabbed a fistful of her hair. “Tell me how you want it, sweetheart.”
“Harder,” she whispered.
“Is that how you ask for what you want?” I slapped her ass cheek, and as she jerked, her muscles clenched around me pulling me in deeper, and I groaned.
“Please,” she said. “Please, Shayne. Harder.”
I wanted to make it last longer, but I was so strung out and horny that I could barely think straight. Having my balls slapping against Alexa’s pussy was the best thing to happen to me in weeks, and I had been dreaming about it practically every night since the last time. I needed to get her out of my system. I felt her tighten around me, and I reached around her waist and found her clit again. She let out a loud moan that built to a crescendo even as I felt my own climax overtaking me.
My hips bucked wildly against hers, but she met each thrust with one of her own. I hissed as I felt my load release inside of her, and I flicked her clit once more to be rewarded with her cry of pleasure that would haunt my dreams. I was sure of it.
Her body wracked with her orgasm, and then there was a silence where we both struggled to find our voices again. I pulled her upward against me but didn’t pull out of her. I cupped each of her breasts even as I nuzzled the crook of her neck. I looked over her shoulder to see our reflection in the mirror. Alexa’s eyes were closed, and her hair streamed all around my arm. I could feel that her breath was still shallow but coming more steadily now. I could also feel her rapid heartbeat.
“That’s one way to knock out your opponent.” I smirked against her hair. I loved the way it smelled. My cock softened, and I reluctantly slipped out of her.
She twisted out of my grasp. “Shit, Shayne. That shouldn’t have happened.” She looked down at my cock and groaned as she covered her face. “Crap!”
I tried to pull her back toward me, but she appeared to be on the verge of hysterics. “It’s okay, Lex. Don’t stress about it.”
“Don’t worry about it?” Her voice rose several notches as she reached down to grab her ruined shirt off the floor and stared at it. “Hi, Cal. Remember how you gave me that job and offered to hire me on full-time after four months? Is that still open now that I’ve slept with your son? Twice!?”
“As with any physical sport requiring close contact, practice makes perfect,” I said with a smug smile. I ran a hand through my hair even as I ogled her perfect tits. She tried to put her shirt on, but it wouldn’t stay closed which suited me just fine. I should have thought to take a picture of the front of her body as well. “Although, in this instance, I think it started out pretty perfect and just seems to be getting better.”
“Put your shorts on!” she chided. “Somebody could walk in here any minute.” She pushed her skirt down as she quickly made her way across the ring to pick up her jacket. She pulled it tightly around her shoulders and zipped it all the way to the top as she awkwardly slipped her shoes back on. “I can’t believe I did this again. That we did this again. This is so bad.”
I shook my head. I was enjoying her discomfort immensely, even though there was a slight nagging in the back of my mind that said she might have a point. I had no doubt that Calvin would not approve of me screwing his new wife’s daughter. But I didn’t give a shit. I licked my lips as Alexa bent over to pick up her purse.
She skirted passed me and moved between the ropes to the steps. “Where are you going, darlin’?” I asked as I lounged on the ropes. “Going to try running away and pretend what happened didn’t just happen like you did last time?”
Alexa stopped her bolt just long enough to glare at me over her shoulder. “I’ll see you in the morning. And this won’t happen again, Shayne. I mean it.” Then she was gone.
I thought about her words. They were smart. Logical. The right thing to do. Exactly what I’d expect from her. But I didn’t do what other people expected me to do. Not ever. And not now that I had gotten a taste of the drug that was Alexa Carroll.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN – ALEXA