FATED

by Roberts, A. S

  Did I really think that?

  It had just made my situation a whole lot worse, I would love him to be the daddy of my babies.... my God it was like my ovaries were exploding at the very thought and a further rush of wet hit the top of my thighs. I let out an involuntary moan and it was greeted with a pinch on the inside of my thigh.

  ‘Ouch.’ That brought me back to the conversation with a bump. I raised my eyes quickly to see him smirk. He leant towards me and closed the slight gap between us.

  ‘Moans are for my ears only, baby,’ Alex whispered into my ear, just making the whole bloody situation much, much worse.

  Saved by the waiter!

  The rather elderly man came back to our table, with an enormous amount of food. As I studied the serving trolley further, I could now see that it contained several small dishes of food. The food smelt and looked simply dazzling. My stomach rumbled in appreciation. Alex’s hand started to move further up my thigh as he conversed with the waiter and thanked him for the spread now in front of us. I didn’t miss the euphemism.

  ‘I thought we could share all the dishes, and I have ordered one of everything on the menu, just so you could taste them all.’

  ‘That sounds great, I can’t wait to start. I hadn’t appreciated just how hungry I was until he presented us with all this.’ I smiled at him, just taking in now that I had no knife and fork to eat with.

  ‘I’m feeding you, Frankie. There is nothing more erotic than being fed with mouth watering flavours and textures. There’s nothing more loving than being looked after and loved by someone so much that they feed you. It’s a primal thing.’

  ‘OK... just as long as you don’t start throwing me over your shoulder like a caveman when we leave, who am I to protest?’ I said the words and shot him a huge smile but actually I was registering quite quickly that I would bloody love this gorgeous hunk of a man to throw me over his shoulder.

  So the onslaught on my senses began, along with the torturous caressing of my inner thigh, getting higher and higher, towards the place I now needed him so desperately to touch. The marvellous tastes and textures entered my mouth via his hand; God forbid if a little was left on my lips because he gently wiped it with a finger and made me suck it off. I had several times tried to retain the finger inside the cavern of my mouth, but I was greeted with a small pinch of my inner thigh, and a raise of his eyebrows. My body started to move closer and closer to the edge and he still hadn’t even touched me properly yet.

  ‘So your stepsister Ruby, tell me about her?’ I needed to normalise the conversation and quickly before I really lost it and started having a “when Harry met Sally” moment.

  I watched as he smiled again, he could see exactly why I was trying to engage him in a normal conversation. He understood my body better than I did, already.

  ‘Well she is a story unto herself. She’s a real firecracker, a real force to be reckoned with. She majored in business at school; like me, she was also sent away to boarding school in Switzerland. She’s more equipped to run my father’s business than I am, but our family is very old and as a lady she has social engagements, charity commitments etc., that must be adhered to. She’s allowed to sit on the board and advice, but that’s it... One day though I know she will have had enough. I really want to be there when she tells my mother where to go. At the moment though she seems content to be at home and I am grateful, she keeps an eye on Scott for me.’

  ‘And your mother?’ I questioned. He just shook his head.

  ‘No let’s not go there; she isn’t worth the time or the effort.’

  The conversation was halted there, and I knew once again it was deliberate on his part. A very large finger had just made it to the folds covering my pussy. My teeth clamped down on the fork full of food that had just entered my mouth. I needed to do something; else the whole of this small quaint restaurant would be aware of exactly just what was going on under the very well laundered and starched, green and white tablecloth. I was now staring at it so hard; I knew I would be able to see the pattern in my sleep. Alex carefully removed the fork from my mouth and he kissed me chastely on the lips. His finger entered me and I felt him groan against me. ‘So fucking wet, baby... so fucking wet.’

  I was on fire. The blood in my veins had become molten lava. He slowly began to stroke the said finger backwards and forwards in a come hither movement. My mind was no longer on food; it was just trying to work out how the hell I could orgasm without disturbing the relaxed scene in front of me. Of all these couples in here and no one else seemed to have any hands under their tablecloth.

  Just when I thought I could breathe again, I glanced at the delicious bad boy next to me. My want for him became all consuming, as I watched his Adams apple bob up and down as he struggled to retain his seat. I reached over and grabbed hold of his cock through his jeans and just like that it was game over, he pulled out his finger making me gasp in the process. No one heard though, as he stood abruptly and asked for the bill.

  He whispered to me, ‘Move quickly, baby... else I’ll throw you over my shoulder.’

  ‘You wouldn’t?’

  He raised his eyebrows, the start of a smile just teasing the very corners of his mouth, and licked his lips as he leant down on the table with both hands. His cologne was enveloping all of my senses.

  ‘Try me, baby... please try me.’ His eyes found mine. I smiled and stood up adjusting my dress. It had become very apparent that I also needed to get home quickly.

  Alex drove fast and purposefully, who would have known that just watching him skilfully handle a car would turn me on more. After pulling up outside of the building, he helped me out of my seat and strode into the entrance. I felt very much like the little woman as I scurried along behind him. Normally I would have bawled him out, but I was just as eager to get where we were going as he was. He politely threw the keys at George in the foyer and said goodnight. Finally, the doors closed on the lift.

  Alex pushed me abruptly against the wall, trapping me with the sheer weight of his body on mine. He used one of his large hands to hold both of mine above my head. His mouth lunged straight for my neck, the place that he knew he could find my inner tart button. He kissed, nipped and licked up and down until I could audibly hear myself gasping. I longed to run my hands through his hair. The more I pulled against his hold, the tighter he restrained me. That only added more heat to my already burning body. The lift sounded, letting us know it had reached its destination. Alex freed my hands just as the doors opened. He lifted me by the waist and placed me over his shoulder, in one movement. I literally squealed and burst out laughing, what the hell.

  ‘I don’t think I tried you, did I?’ I asked, in between giggling. I was having a conversation with one hell of a fine arse.

  ‘No... But I liked the idea. I’m in a hurry and let’s face it, I walk faster.’ His deep voice reverberated into my very core; I loved how his voice deepened when he needed me. Holding on to me now with one arm, he quickly walked across the hallway and gained entrance into his apartment with the other. The door shut behind us as he decisively strode over to the full length windows. He let me go slowly and I slithered down the entire length of his hard body. We didn’t need words, our previous bantering fell away as he kissed and caressed me. My dress was quickly pooled around my feet after he undid the tie to the side of my waist. The only light coming into the room was the light from the city below. I felt wanton standing in front of him, in only my bra and high boots. He reached behind me with one hand and expertly undid my bra. I, in turn, shucked it off in my haste, I needed to feel his hot mouth around my nipples and quickly.

  ‘You are like a vision, Frankie… standing there for the entire world to see... but for my eyes only.’

  I seized hold of the bottom of his T-shirt and started to lift it up, as I did so I lowered my body. As his skin became visible, I pushed my
face to everything I had managed to reveal and began to lick. It made me feel powerful as I heard him begin to moan into the silence of the apartment. Alex grabbed hold of my hair and twisted it around his hand, my face was pushed further into his tight abs and I begun to lick the undulations, following the sinew with the tip of my tongue. My hands snaked around and grabbed hold of his arse cheeks; he remained in my vice like grip. I became aware that he had pulled his T-shirt over and off his head.

  ‘Do you know all the things I want to do to you, baby? I will possess every part of your body, and your mind. I will make you cum in so many ways; and so many times you will be begging me to stop.’

  ‘I will own you... As you own me’

  ‘I. WILL. NEVER. LET. YOU. GO’

  ‘DO. NOT. EXPECT. ME. TO. LET. YOU. GO’

  I started to release his belt buckle in my desperation to get to his cock. I absolutely loved that he always went commando. Alex helped me to push them over his backside and down his thighs; finally they reached the floor. After treading on the back of each of his unlaced boots and kicking them off, he pushed his jeans off one leg and then the other, using his bare feet.

  I was not at all experienced in giving blow jobs, but I so wanted to taste this magnificent male presented in front of me and I once again started to lower my head. I flicked out my tongue and just licked up the bead of pre cum away from the eye of his penis. All at once he growled and the sound hit my core, I clenched my internal muscles involuntarily. He began to lift me up to his eye level.

  ‘Legs around my waist, I need to fuck you and I need to fuck you NOW.’

  I complied and he moved one step forward pressing my body in between the cold glass and his already sweat covered body. He moved his feet apart, to widen his stance. I heard the tell rip of foil, and my breathing hitched as he entered me in one movement. My pussy was so full of him and was stretched beyond belief; the feeling was wonderfully intense.

  ‘Tell me when you’re ready, baby.’

  I knew what he meant; he was just waiting for my body to accept his girth. I looked into the eyes that I loved so much. They contained so many things, including the reflection of the city lights below us. I had never felt so alive. I allowed the amber flames in his eyes to burn into my very soul.

  ‘Yes,’ I managed to force out from gritted teeth.

  He began to move then and started to vigorously fuck me against the window. My shoulders started to make a squeaking noise on the glass. The heat emanating from my body had caused the glass to slightly steam up. He really meant fuck, the speed in which he entered me and still continued to move was forceful yet controlled. His strong and well-muscled thighs supported us both. In my mind I thanked the Gods of rugby, for that very moment.

  Moving my hands upwards, I hung on to him, with my arms around his shoulders, feeling the muscles constrict with his exertions. The speed of his movement was vigorous and in what seemed like a matter of a few short minutes we both fell over the edge together. Such was the need we had for each other. My body felt like jelly, how he was still standing up was some sort of a miracle to me, and with me still impaled on his cock. Which unbelievably, was already coming back to life; as he walked us into his bedroom. He started to lay me down gently on his bed.

  ‘Alex, I need to take off my boots.’

  ‘Uh uh, baby, you need to keep them on, I want them over my shoulders when I make you cum again.’

  He laid me down on his bed and removed the used condom. He started from the bottom of the bed and began to climb his way up my prone figure, dropping the odd kiss here and there. Finally our foreheads rested together.

  ‘You are so beautiful, Frankie; you have a flush all over your body. I can’t believe I’m the lucky bastard, who put it there,’ and just like that we began kissing again. I knew it was going to be a long and very pleasurable night. I didn’t want it any other way.

  Our weekend away couldn’t come soon enough.

  Twenty-Eight

  We had been driving for about an hour now and finally the bu

  ildings were becoming less dense. We were leaving New York behind.

  The atmosphere in the car was more relaxed than I could have hoped for. Bella and Nathan, who were sitting behind us, seemed to be teasing and laughing with each other. I pulled down the sun visor just to look at them really, but I pretended to touch up my lip gloss for good measure. They looked so good together; I didn’t really understand why she kept fighting it and blowing hot and cold on him. Alex had reassured me that Nathan wasn’t as vulnerable as he seemed and could fight his own battles.

  Ah Alex, I turned my head to watch him drive his beloved Range Rover. He made me stop breathing every time I looked at him and realised the gorgeous man was actually mine. He was a show stopper even dressed as he was today in biker boots, dark blue jeans and another well fitting white T-shirt. The T-shirt had to be old; it stretched superbly across his muscles like he’d had it for years. A sigh must inadvertently have left my lips because he glanced across at me and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. The large hand that hadn’t left mine squeezed and then lifted so he could kiss each of my knuckles. Just at the very last moment he put my thumb into his mouth and sucked it hard. I didn’t say anything to him but lifted my eyebrows in question, and shook my head at him. I loved the playful Alex part of his personality and loved it even more when it came out to fool around. The further we drove away from New York the more he seemed to be relaxing.

  ‘We have another two hours to go you know, Frankie, you seriously need to stop staring at me like that, else we may have to pull over.’ He let go of my hand and gripped the outline of his erect cock. ‘You get my drift, Frankie?’

  ‘Yep,’ I replied, my eyes widening. I leant down to turn up the music in the car as it was one of my favourites of the year. Shut up and dance - Walk the moon. My eyes never left his hand.

  As soon as Bella heard it she started to sing along with me and the boys just watched awestruck at the hideous caterwaul that filled up the suddenly tight confines of the normally spacious beast of a car.

  I was enjoying watching the world go by my window, places that I never thought I would even see. What I was enjoying most though was the companionship in the car, the lively teasing banter and the underlying sexual current that flowed between me and the sex God in the driving seat next to me.

  ‘How much longer do you think, Alex?’

  ‘Probably about an hour, as the heavy traffic leaving NYC has added some time onto the road trip.’ On answering he suddenly pulled into a road side diner just the other side of Liberty.

  ‘OK everyone out, seriously in need here.’

  ‘Yeah caffeine here we come,’ I heard from Nathan as he started to exit the back seat, holding up a hand to help Bella out, too. They walked away from the vehicle towards the diner.

  Their mother must have done a pretty good job, their manners were impeccable, whatever they seemed to think of her now. I watched as Alex ran around the car to open my door for me and I managed to do a fairly decent job of jumping into his arms. He twirled me around and then after slamming the door to his car, I was pushed gently but firmly into the metal. He ground his erection into my stomach and upon comprehending it wasn’t quite where he had anticipated, I was once again lifted slightly as he bent his knees and he thrusted again. The excitement I felt made me close my eyes briefly. When I reopened them seconds later, I was gazing into his gorgeous pools, only further enhanced by the crinkles around them, which made me become conscious of the fact he was smirking.

  ‘Ermm, I thought you were in need?’

  ‘I am, baby... not of fucking caffeine though. I am badly in need of... YOU.’

  ‘Oh, Mr. Blackmore, you say and do all the right things to a girl,’ I whispered in my best piss-taking, demure voice.

  His hands moved to my bum and he gripp
ed both cheeks tighter.

  ‘You better believe it, baby... and I’ve got many more things I want to do to you. But people are beginning to stare and while I don’t care, you probably will.’ He slowly let me come back down to the floor in that trademark way of his, by letting my body slip down the front of his. Just so we could feel every outline of each other in the process. After we broke contact he held out his hand for mine. I grabbed at the hand he offered and he pulled me closer.

  ‘Come on, cup of tea time for you I expect,’ he laughed out loud and placed his arm all the way over my shoulders and around my neck, pulling me closer to him so he could kiss the top of my head. I in turn placed my arms around his waist.

  ‘Well, whatever you think of your mother, she has done an awesome job with you and Nathan, your manners are impeccable.’ He didn’t answer for a minute and I began to tense. All I could hear was our feet, crunching on the loose gravel as we made our way to the polished metal diner door.

  ‘Nah, you’ve got that wrong, Frankie, we dragged ourselves up... we come from a hell of a fucked up family... We all felt the need for some control over our lives and gradually we all drifted in the same direction.’ He took an intake of breath, ‘The good manners come from the times Nate, Scotty and I spent at a few BDSM clubs we frequented in our formative years.’ I stopped walking now and turned to look at him, he had to be joking, right?

  I could see though, on further examination of his face, he wasn’t joking at all. I had to stop my mouth from physically dropping open. Alex helped by placing his thumb and forefinger under my chin and he gently brushed my lips with his.