by Tania Cooper
“Oh fuck, Eight, we won’t last! I can feel your heat through the layers of their clothing.”
“Damn, baby. You’re soaked already, I can feel it while I’m rubbing through your centre. Lane’s trying to slow down, but I’m not helping him, not one bit.”
Lane’s hands both run up Alexis’s sides, taking her shirt with her, throwing it to the side, then making fast work of the clasp on her bra, placing his hands on her shoulders and slowly lowering the straps until it falls to her waist. With her breasts bare to his eyes, he takes a moment to enjoy the view.
“Fuck baby, you are even more beautiful than the first time I saw you bare. I need to taste you, I need my desert, Lexi.”
He takes a nipple in his mouth, his growl vibrating against the sensitive nub causing her head to fall back in a moan. He continues this sweet torture as she pushes down hard against his throbbing cock. He gives the other nipple equal attention as one hand comes around to unbutton her slacks.
“Fuck this. I need you in my bed, I need to spread you out so I can take my time. I won’t last much longer if we stay here. Hold on, baby.”
Lane grabs on to Alexis’s arse and then he stands as her long legs wrap around his waist, holding her tightly as he moves towards the far side of this vast apartment to a hallway which must lead to his bedroom. The whole way their lips are locked in a fevered kiss, breathes stolen, heart beats skipping, as they stumble through a door and towards Lane’s bed.
There is no time wasted as he throws Alexis onto his large bed, her laughter stopping as he follows her down, spreads her legs and begins to rain kisses and bites all the way up until he meets the apex of her thighs. I can feel the heat of his breath as he leans in and places a hard kiss over her now damp slacks.
He slides the zip down, reaches under her arse to the waist band of her slacks and panties, and peels them down and off her legs. The cool air does nothing to dampen the heat radiating from my wet centre. He looks directly in her eyes as he leans forward, placing a forceful kiss directly on my core that has Lexi raising her hips against his lips, releasing a long moan.
“Eight, Eight, I won’t last long if he keeps this teasing up. Make him stop, ahhhhh.”
“Oh baby. There is no way in hell I’m going to make him stop. As much as I want in you, right now, the teasing is the best part. Believe me, I will make this torture worth it.”
When Lane’s hot tongue darts straight for my clit, my girl screams as she grips handfuls of Lane’s hair, making him growl, which vibrates against my already soaking centre. He adds two fingers, the friction causing Alexis to lose her breath as her panting increases. So much for taking his time to enjoy; he is jumping in head first, literally.
He then sucks my entire bud into his mouth and that’s all it takes for the wave to begin. Lexi calls his name loudly as her stomach muscles clench and her thighs begin to tremble. All of my muscles contract tightly as the pivotal moment of our climax is reached; the after-shocks begin and ripple around Lane’s still moving fingers as I flood all over his weapons of mass destruction.
My mind is scattered as we come down from the high that is Lane Anderson. He crawls up Alexis’s body with a sly grin, proud of himself for bringing her apart beneath his lips. My girl’s legs fall open, welcoming him in close to her, wanting more of his magic touch. He kisses her hard, claiming her, demanding everything she has and she gives her all. She finally decides not to hold any part of herself back. I feel those three little words will slip out soon.
“Hot Lips, be warned, I’m as hard as a fucking rock, baby, I hope you’re wet enough for me, because as much as Lane wanted to take his time, he can’t hold back; he’s too emotional and turned on to show any restraint.”
“Oh, I’m wet alright, Eight, there is a massive patch on the bed because of how much I flooded, but there’s more where that came from. Come and get it, babe.”
“Fuck! I’m going to explode before I even get in you. Stop with the kissing, Lane, and commence with the fucking, pleaseeeeeeee.”
While still kissing my girl, Lane reaches down and removes his pants and briefs, kicking them off his feet as Lexi reaches for the button of his shirt. Too impatient to wait, she pulls hard and the buttons take flight across the bed as she rushes to push the sleeves down his muscled arms. Thank God he had already undone the buttons at his wrists and rolled his sleeves up, because he slides out of his shirt with ease.
When he lays his naked body against Alexis’s and I feel Eight rest against my folds, I feel as if I can come again with just the heat radiating from his solid form. Lane bites her bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth to soothe the sting and then begins to kiss her slowly, teasing his tongue over hers, making her moan.
“Lane, I need you now, please.”
“I just need a moment, Lexi baby. I will not last if I sink into your beautiful body right now.”
Lane’s tongue continues to dance with Alexis’s as one hand roams up to cup her breast, kneading it, then pinching the aroused nipple, making her rise from the bed, bringing their bodies closer together. Eight’s solid form slips against me, causing sparks, flaring my desire even further, making Alexis moan in ecstasy. She is barely aware that he has reached over to his drawer to grab a condom and is rolling it on.
Lane’s control breaks as he grips Eight to guide him slowly inside our scorching centre. The heavy push along my walls has Alexis gasping at the delicious intrusion. Once he reaches our resistance, he slowly, oh so slowly pulls out, almost all the way, just about slipping from my core, before he’s suddenly slamming back in with such a force we slide up the bed.
“Oh, oh, oh, Eight, Eight! You feel so good, I want more, I want all of you, I want this all the time, day and night, make it happen Eight, make it happen!”
“Damn baby, can we just get through this night first?”
“Oh baby! Just like that, yeah, bend that way a bit, find it, find it, oh hell yeah! That’s the spot, baby, that’s the spot. Keep hitting that. Fuck!”
We are close, so freaking close. Heart beats quicken, breathing turns to pants, sweat drips down every bit of flesh and Lane picks up the pace, pounding into Alexis with fevered abandonment. Oh yeah, even in the throes of passion, I’m still a fucking romantic.
“Almost there, Eight, almost there.”
“Oh I feel it baby, I feel it. Grip me, grip me harder. Oh yeah, that’s it, that’s what I like.”
Lane reaches down and pinches my centre of nerves hard and the explosions begin. Alexis screams out his name, over and over as our entire body feels as if it’s shattering to a million pieces. Lane is close; he grunts her name while still pounding, pushing through my muscles desperately trying to milk him, trying to squeeze him, chasing the reward of him falling apart.
He pushes twice more, almost lifting Alexis from the bed before he growls her name in a long, drawn out moan.
“Oh baby, I feel you rippling around me, grabbing me, wanting me. It has never felt this good in our life and that’s the truth, my Hot Lips. You are mine!”
“Oh Eight, I’m so happy I could cry.”
“Well you are so wet no one would notice your tears, if you could cry, that is.”
“I love you, my cheeky man.”
“I love you too, baby, I love you both.”
As my girl and Lane float back to earth, he moves to the side and drags her back up against his chest and spoons her while raining little kisses all over her neck.
“Thank you, Lexi baby, thank you for taking a chance on me, on us. I promise to never let you down or chase you away again. I love you.”
“Oh Lane. Thank you for wanting me, for loving me. I … I … I love you too, Lane.”
“Oh fuck Lexi baby, that’s music to my ears. I … fuck … I think I’m going to freaking cry. I love you, I love you, I love you. I’m thankful every day that you came to work in my office. Now, I’m never going to let you go. Thank you for loving me back, baby, you have no idea how badly I needed that.”
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“I do now, babe.”
“Oh Eight. I’m so happy I can hardly breathe. It happened, it finally happened. They are in love and they both know it. This is the happiest day of my life!”
“No baby, the happiest day of your life will be when I make you my wife.”
“Oh baby. Yes, it will be. Let’s not jinx anything by getting ahead of ourselves, shall we.”
“Okay baby. But it will happen, I can feel it. But for now I’m happy to live in sin, if it feels this fucking good.”
The rest of the weekend is a blissful blur of love and, of course, sex. Oh, plenty of sex. Waking up in each other’s arms was the sweetest feeling and one Lane wanted to continue. He held Alexis hostage the entire weekend, driving quickly to her place to grab more clothes so she could spend the entire weekend at his place. Most of Saturday they just laze around and enjoy being relaxed in each other’s presence after the last few tumultuous weeks. Saturday night Lane takes my girl out for a romantic dinner, their first official date, and afterwards they barely make it through the front door before clothes are flying off and landing all over Lane’s apartment.
Sunday morning is a lazy day in bed, making slow sweet love and talking. They talk about everything. Their childhoods and family, both making plans to introduce the other to their parents soon. They talk about past relationships and the painful breakups they both endured, understanding each other a little more with each passing word. They make plans for after their current project is finished, promising to have lunch together as often as their work allows.
The future looks brighter than it has in a long time, for both of them.
Oh damn, what a night. God, I’m shattered, but I’m buggered if that is going to stop me. I love waking up with my girls next to me. Life is so damned good right now.
“Morning, baby.”
“Morning, handsome, how’s my man today, mmm? You made me feel sooooo damned good last night, baby.”
“I aim to please and I’m good, still worn out but boy is it in a good way.”
“Morning baby, how’s my girl today.”
“Oh I don’t know, I’m a little sore in places that I never was before you got into my bed.”
Well okay then, wasn’t expecting that answer, but after the way we’ve been going at it these past few days, I’m in no way surprised that Lexi or my boy are sore, I know I’m amazed I don’t have blisters on my head. Shit, they’re at it more than a colony of Viagra drunk rabbits. But I guess that’s not a bad thing.
“Mmm no, baby, it’s definitely not a bad thing. I haven’t been this wet since Lexi discovered her first sex toy.”
“Well baby, I guess we have to get dressed and go to work.”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“Well, we could do that, or …”
“Lane, stop that, you know I don’t like to be tickled, no, stop it mister or no more sex for you.”
“Yes ma’am, work it is.”
“Good boy, now let me get dressed, damn it.”
“Hmm, now that is something I do enjoy watching. I think you’re the only woman in the world that can make putting clothes on as sexy as taking them off.”
“Oh shut up, but thank you.”
Well, all is right in the world; Hot Lips and I are together at last, our boy and girl are now so deeply in love that it’s leaking from them like sap from a tree and well, life is freaking awesome right now. Work is going so damned well that with each new email more and more is being asked from them by the clients, they are that impressed, and I have to say I’m not surprised, because these two when they’re together, they’re just awesomeness incarnate.
“Baby, have you seen these latest emails from the client? They’re going insane of the latest ideas you sent them. Great point by the way, I completely missed the possibility of using the taxis’ internal signboards.”
“Hang on Lane, I’m reading it now; give me a few minutes to get my head around it. I’m still kind of, well, a bit distracted by last night.”
“You’re not the only one, but hey, weren’t you the one who said to ‘keep it professional’ in the office?”
“Ha bloody ha, mister, I did say that, but well, that’s a bit redundant now.”
“I guess so. I’m going to grab a coffee. Want one?”
“Yes please, but aren’t you forgetting something?”
“I don’t think so …”
“Kiss me, damn it.”
“I love you too, baby.”
“Ditto. Now go get my coffee.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Well, this day has gone epically. Possible pay rises, new requests from the same client, and everything has been on the rise so damned quickly I’m surprised my boy and girl are able to stand upright. Like I said, life is damned good right now.
“Baby, I was thinking, how about we go out for dinner with the boys and you can bring your girls along. I know Booker has been wanting to meet them, I can probably guess why but still, it seems like a fun idea. What do you think, babe?”
“Sure, when did you have in mind?”
“How about Friday? That way we can avoid any possible ‘hangovers’ at work?”
“No, you just don’t want to miss morning after sex. I know you, Lane Anderson.”
“Guilty as charged, but what do you think?”
“Sure, go for it.”
“Thank God you said that, I’d kind of already sent a text.”
“Then why bloody ask me?”
“Because I knew you’d be pissed if I didn’t.”
“But … you … oh whatever. Friday, yes?”
“Yup, Friday. Where do you want to go?”
“Honestly I don’t know. How about that place you first took me to, that little Italian place on South Bank?”
“Sure, if you want I can get us a back booth. They have larger ones that should fit us all in. It’ll be quiet but that shouldn’t really matter. I think it’d be a good starting point for our two … uh … groups to meet at.”
“My thoughts exactly. Zali and Mel aren’t exactly quiet when they get drunk.”
“Nor are my boys. Okay, give me twenty and I’ll make the booking. See you in a minute, baby.”
Well this week is shaping up to be a week to remember. I have never felt two people so right for each other. Everything about my boy is just, well, happy; it’s as if my boy has finally lifted all the crap and junk from his shoulders and for a few days found what it’s like to be truly worry and pressure free. When Lexi is with my boy, which, since he confessed his love, has been just about every second of every day, he is a completely new man. Nothing has fazed him, well, I say nothing, nothing except that damned Michael Myers, Sheldon Cooper mash up that is constantly watching our girl.
That dude is always out the front of our building. I mean, what the hell is his problem? Yes, Lexi is gorgeous, sweet, kind, caring, and everything a man wants in a woman, but … um … where was I going with this? Oh right, yeah, that dude has got to back off, although I must admit, since Lane has been at Lexi’s side like they’ve been surgically grafted together, he’s not been … so … obvious. He’s been looking away each time he sees them together so I’m a little less concerned, but shit, I so wish I could make Lane walk over there and toss him into the river. That creep deserves a good dunking and possibly holding his head under till the bubbles stop, but I know my girl would probably shout at me if we did that.
Anyway, it’s now Friday, so time to get our groove on. It’s going to be interesting with the boys and girls together in one place, especially since Lexi and Lane are officially an item now. Well, we’ll just have to see how this goes. Fun times ahead.
“Can you believe I’m a little nervous about our two groups meeting up for the first time? I just hope that Benji hasn’t nailed one of them before in a freaking club or something; he does tend to roll in those circl
es.”
“He sounds like a charming person, babe.”
“Ah, he’s a solid bloke, I’ve known him since I was six and would trust him with your life as well as mine. Hell, he’s had my back through many a twisted situation. He’s actually one of the reasons I fessed up, well, him and Booker. I owe them a lot. Without them … well … I might not be standing here right now.”
“Are you telling me, Mr. Anderson, that if it wasn’t for your boys kicking you up the backside, you would probably still be umming and ahhing over whether or not tell me how you feel?”
“Mmm, probably.”
“Well, I owe them a beer. I would have said something else, but those, I only do for you.”
“What?”
“Never mind, baby.”
“Did she just say what I think she said?”
“Yeah baby she did. My girl has been a lot cheekier since our two got together. It’s great to see my girl finally burst all the way from her shell. I swear, if I wasn’t just a vagina, I’d be all over Lane like a rash on a baby’s bum. He is sex on a stick.”
“Okay, not too sure how to take that statement, baby; it’s words like those that make a guy a bit paranoid.”
“Well, considering you’re the stick I want, there’s really nothing my man has to worry about, is there.”
“You are such a bloody tease at times, you know that?”
“Yeah I do, but, it’s one of the reasons you love me.”
“True baby, all too true.”
“Lane, you ready to go, babe?”
“Yeah, be right there, just grabbing my wallet and keys.”
I hear Lexi gasp slightly as she takes in my boy’s outfit. The custom cut suit accentuates every line and facet of my boy’s trim and highly toned figure.
“What’s with the deer in headlights look? You’ve seen me in a suit before, hell, you’ve seen me in one every damned day for the last few years.”
“Yeah, but that … damn, does my man look fine.”
“Don’t look so bad yourself, gorgeous. Mmm, if we weren’t going out to eat I’d spread you over the table and eat you right now.”
