Entice
seven
Alex once again spares a glance away from Rian to find Faye.
He grins upon spotting her across the yard, her legs twitching as she managed to stay sitting upright. He decides to be nice and clicks the vibrator off—for now. It has been a full two hours since he put the vibrator against her clit and he was having the time of his life teasing her without even laying a finger on her.
“Yo, dude,” Alex hears as he zones back into reality, Rian’s fingers snapping in front of his face. “What are you thinking about?”
The boy shrugs as he sips at his beer. “Nothing.”
Rian rolls his eyes. “Come on, man. Don’t lie to me.” He looks around, as if trying to search for what it was Alex had been looking at moments before. “Is it a girl? Are you thinking of seducing some poor woman here?”
Alex laughs, shaking his head. “Nah. Not interested in anyone here.”
Which was obviously a blatant lie. The pull he felt towards his roommate at the current moment was like a tide created by the moon—unstoppable at best. It was one of the reasons why he decided to grab his handy vibrator just before they left the apartment; so that he could watch her shift about, watch her get all heated up, then cooled down, just so he could bring the temperature up once more.
Especially after yesterday, Alex wanted nothing more than to pull her around the side of the house and fuck her until they couldn’t see. She let him do the most extraordinary things to her—spanking, bondage, gagging, oral—and he still couldn’t wrap his head around it. The fact that they trusted each other so wholly, so purely, and it had happened at such a rapid speed, made this all the better for him.
His finger taps against his remote, bringing the vibrator to life once more.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Faye flinch noticeably. He grins, fingering the remote in his pocket as she continues to squirm in her seat. He couldn’t help but feel his dick lengthen, wondering just how good she was feeling right now.
Rian shakes his head, chuckling quietly to himself. “I don’t know when you are going to realize it may be time to find someone, make a commitment, and settle down.”
The older boy raises a brow. “Since when are we all talking about settling down? We’re 24 years old, for God’s sake.”
“I’m just saying, man,” his friend replies, running a hand over his short hair. “I mean, I will never leave the band, but don’t you want that person to come home to? I mean, I have Cass, but she lives in California and I’m still in Maryland. And who do you have?” Alex flicks his gaze to Faye without meaning, making Rian laugh again. “Faye? You’re hardly committed to her. You two are always saying how you’re just friends and just roommates. I’m talking about a significant other, dude.”
Alex opens his mouth, the words on the tip of his tongue. Once he realized what he was about to say, he slams his jaws together real quick. Was he really just about to admit that he and Faye are technically together? Well, can he say they’re together? He really can’t since they’ve only been together in the physical sense…
“I guess you’re right,” Alex mumbles, looking down at his beer and swishing the liquid around in his bottle a bit. “I guess I just haven’t really thought about it. I mean, I haven’t been with a woman in the past few years I could see myself getting serious with.” He bites his bottom lip at the one name that floated about in his name.
Rian smiles. “You’ll find her. It takes time, ya know?” He stops then, thinking something over. “What about Faye’s assistant? Georgia? She’s pretty nice. We were talking a little earlier. She was cute, too.”
Alex wrinkles his nose for extra measure. “Nah. I’m not attracted to her.”
Before either of the boys could say anything else, Alex feels a tentative hand on his arm. He looks to his right and grins a wide, white smile upon seeing Faye. Her eye twitches at whatever shock was spinning around her spine, his arm going around her waist in a nonchalant move. “Faye’s feeling a little sick,” he tells Rian, who had a questioning expression on his face at her scrunched eyebrows. “I think we might leave here soon.”
“Well, the game’s almost over,” Rian nods to the image that was projected onto the wall of Jack’s house, said boy and his girlfriend Sophie walking over just at that moment.
Faye’s heart pounds at being in such a close circle of people while she had a fucking vibrator pressed to her clit. Alex just tightens his hold on her waist.
“You all right, Faye?” Jack asks with a worried glance.
The girl nods, giving a tight-lipped smile. “My stomach is just feeling a little queasy today,” she admits, pressing a hand to her belly button for emphasis. “Alex and I might head out soon. Sorry about that, Jacky.”
Sophie, a tall redhead that Jack had snagged from a friend’s wedding a few months ago, gives a light smile. “Oh, I hope you feel better Faye. You might be able to stay home from work tomorrow, which is always a plus.” Sophie and Faye worked for the same company, but in different buildings, so the two could always relate when it came to their careers.
Alex grins. “Yeah, Faye. Maybe you could stay home tomorrow.”
The double hint within his voice wasn’t caught by the other three, but Faye felt her entire body shiver unnoticeably at the promise. No, no—she couldn’t miss work. She wasn’t really sick, she was just acting like that since she couldn’t just tell her friends that Alex was teasing her with a vibrator.
Luckily, he had turned off the torturous little bug, so she was now just standing in a wet mess, praying to the high heavens that he wouldn’t turn it back on for the time being. Don’t get her wrong—she was thoroughly enjoying such pleasure. But not being able to orgasm? And for two hours straight? She was seconds away from fucking exploding—in the sexual sense as well as the verbal sense.
And the worst part? Alex not allowing her to come. He hadn’t given her permission yet and she knew that was his game—to see how long it took her to hold back.
“I think I should be better by tomorrow morning,” she continues on with the conversation, aware of Alex’s arm still around her. Is he trying to make it look suspicious? It is sometimes a friendly gesture, so maybe their friends aren’t thinking too much of it. “It would be nice to have a weekend away or something though. Too bad going out of town by yourself isn’t as much fun as going with someone.”
Sophie grins. “I would definitely offer my services as a friend for a girl’s weekend, but I am booked for work for three months solid. Sorry babe. Maybe after Christmas?”
Faye nods, not elaborating further on the discussion.
“Speaking of,” Jack grins, giving Faye a nudge with his elbow—not knowing that her skin was so sensitive to the touch, her face wincing visibly because of the shivers that passed over her, “are there any special men in your life that would be willing to take you on a getaway?” He gives a little wiggle of his brows.
Alex feels his jaw clench. What is this, talk-about-your-love-life day?
“Oh, no,” Faye blushes a tad. “Not really.”
Sophie gives a tricky little smirk. “You are lying! Who is it?”
Faye could feel the grip of Alex’s arm around her waist tightening. She found out yesterday—could feel it, see it, and understand it—that Alex was not taken lightly to the idea of her being with someone else. Just like she was with him—the jealousy and envy that showed on their faces when thinking of them being with another person was unbelievably obvious. And even though they both knew that Faye wasn’t interested in anyone at the current moment, the flashing in his eyes made her feel a little uneasy.
“No,” she shakes her head. “I’m not lying. I promise. I actually am taking a step back from dating to just focus on myself right now.”
And on queue, the vibrator in her panties buzzes back to life.
A sharp breath sucks into her mouth as it does so, her legs shifting under her weight. No one mentions her sudden inhale, just transitions into another discussion. She swallows loudly, seeing the smile on Alex’s face out of the corner of her eye.
Faye decides to finally speak of her woes out loud, leaning up to whisper in his ear. “I am going to fucking cum right now if you don’t stop.”
“That’s the point, darling,” he teases back. “To put you on edge. Don’t get mouthy.”
She grinds her teeth together. “How about that leaving? I can’t stand it anymore.”
“Hmm,” he hums in thought, dragging it out so that she would squirm just a little bit more. “Well, you did go a full two hours without complaining about it.” He grins down at her, wanting so badly to bend down and kiss her in approval, but feels his stomach sink knowing they were around all of their friends. “I guess that deserves some sort of a reward.” He clicks the vibrator up to its highest setting, her hips jutting forward. He plays it off by sighing loudly. “Sorry guys, but Faye is really starting to feel bad. I think it’s time I got her home.”
Jack pouts. “Aw. Well, I hope you feel better baby girl!”
She nods, gripping onto Alex’s shirt as she squeezes her eyes shut tight. She could feel the moisture in her panties through her fucking jeans, feeling her inner thighs rub together in a sticky pattern. How the fuck has she gone a full 120 minutes without cumming? Oh God, if he doesn’t let her orgasm within the next ten minutes, she will kill him.
“Baiser,” she mutters as Alex finishes his goodbyes, tugging her forward toward the back door. Once they were a safe distance away, she droops further into his arms. “Oh God. It feels so-o-o-o-o good…”
The smirk on his face just made her pleasure multiply tenfold. “I’m glad.”
It took them about a minute to make it to the front of the house, her excitement building as they near the car. The vibrator was still going crazy against her clit, her skin flushed to a light pink, and the notch between her legs was practically a dripping spout.
But Faye was instantly met with disappointment as they get in the car, Alex not changing the pace of the vibrator, or touching her in any sort of way as he just pulls away from the curb casually. Her mouth opens and closes uselessly, not knowing how to express her feelings or need for some relief. She finally takes in a deep breath and decides to scold him. “Are you really going to leave me hanging?” Her voice was breathless, at a loss for oxygen as her womb throbs in need, throbs in ache for a fucking orgasm.
A dark chuckle passes his lips, that gritty, beautiful voice filling her heart with an eagerness unlike any other. “Since when are you the one telling me what to do?” he asks with a witty little note, his eyes taking a glance at her. She could see his dilated eyes in that one flicker, the haze that was consuming the orbs. She knew he was in his no-nonsense mode, meaning she was stepping out of line.
“Sorry,” she murmurs, her fingers gripping onto the arms of her seat as her walls clench around nothing. “I just…oh God…I need it…”
“Patience,” he grins. “It’s a virtue, little Faye.”
She so badly wanted to yell back at him: I’ve been patient for two fucking hours!, but knew it would just prolong his teasing more, so just keeps her mouth screwed tightly shut. Each mile, each red light they stopped at just made the pleasure between her legs grow, made it harder for her to concentrate on anything but moaning and groaning.
When they were only three minutes from their apartment, Alex smiles wide. “Mmm, I’m glad you aren’t refraining from making noises. It’s just making this so much more enjoyable for me.”
Her hips leave the seat at his mysterious tone. “It’s enjoyable for me too…but…ugh…only to a certain extent…”
His loud laugh makes her eyes flutter shut, her body this close to falling off the edge, from giving her that release she needed. But, the car was coming to a sudden halt, making her lose her focus on cumming. Her lids snap open to see that they were finally home, Alex already coming around to her door.
In seconds she was stumbling out of the car, his arm coming back around her torso to keep her upright. “Can you walk?” he asks quietly, shutting the car door.
She shakes her head, breathing heavily. “Probably not.”
He just laughs again, the sound of his amusement at her helplessness making her even more frustrated—sexually frustrated, that is—at this situation. He brings her into a bridal carry, the feel of his skin against hers making her head spin, her body convulsing in his arms as he brings them into the lobby of their apartment building and toward the elevators, the doors taking too long to open before he’s piling them in, the lift taking too long to bring them up, and the hallway too long before he’s walking them toward their door, the key taking too long to click the lock, and then Alex is swiftly moving them into their solid space.
“Oh God,” she groans loudly as he sets her on her feet, her hands reaching out to a chair at their table to hold herself up. She could hear him, hear his chuckle and his footsteps, but couldn’t see him because she was too focused on the table in front of her, too concentrated on not letting herself go. “Oh God…oh God…oh God…”
She hears his jacket drop to the floor, hears his shallow breathing. Then she feels his hands on her waist, feels his fingers bunch at her shirt, lifting it up and over her head. She allows this, too drunk on the feel of their flesh making contact. With them finally touching, finally acknowledging each other, all she wanted was him under her.
“Are you close?” he whispers as his fingers make a tickling trail down to the snap of her jeans.
She nods, letting a small whimper as she feels the button release on her pants. “Yes, yes, so close…” Then he’s unzipping them, resting his fingers inside of the hem. “Oh please, please….”
He chuckles for the nth time before pulling them down her legs quickly.
She tries to help by kicking her loafers off, allowing her feet to freely remove the jeans around her ankles. Soon she was left in just her panties and bra, once again practically naked while he was still fully clothed.
In one fast motion, he spins her around so their facing each other, a whine leaving her throat knowing there was only one thin piece of fabric between her and Alex, only one slim piece of cloth keeping that vibrator pressed against her clit.
“You’re a hot mess, baby girl,” he grins, running his warm hands down her arching back, setting her skin on fire with the hot trail it left. She rubs her body against his, burying her face against his neck to show just what it was he was doing to her. “Don’t get too eager. I can already see how eager you are from your soaked-through panties. Tsk, tsk, so naughty, Faye.”
Such crude words would usually turn a well-respected girl off, but wow. Those vowels and consonants falling past his lips were just pushing Faye further and further towards release. She mewls like a cat as she tugs at his hair.
He shushes her, pushing the hair off her face. “Sweetheart, calm down. If you promise to not make any noises, your orgasm will come a lot faster.”
She immediately forces her throat to close, swallowing down all noises that bubbled up her throat.
A light smile paints onto Alex’s lips. “Good girl.” He then reaches behind her to snap her bra off, pulling the straps down her arms as her legs began to shake. She was really at that point now, sprinting closer and closer to that line of no return. She could see it, could see the light at the end of the tunnel. She was so fucking close. “Not yet,” he sing-songs in his dark, gritty tone. Her eyes squeeze shut as her head spins, wanting so badly to just tell him to go fuck himself and then let herself go. But she doesn’t, knowing that would just fracture this beautiful thing they’ve developed.
He nods to the chair behind her. “Will you sit down for me?” She nods, falling back against the cushioned dining seat, groaning as her sore ass makes contact with it. “I’m going to take your panties off, as well as removing the vibrator. When I do, donot come. Understood?”
It was hard for Alex to tell if she was paying attention or not, because of her half-lidded eyes and unfocused face, but he sees her lips give a small movement, shaping the word, “Yes.” He grins as her thighs peel open, his hands swiftly moving to her panties. He gently reaches in, making sure to graze against her clit as he grabs the vibrator, making her chest jolt up. Her lips tighten together, a grin marking his mouth as he realizes she was trying not to make any noise.
He removes the little bug quickly, noticing the soaked casing of it, and tossing it onto the table. He then hooks his fingers into the hemline of her panties, tugging them down and off her legs. She was then completely naked, her legs spread and her body slumped in arousal.
“You did amazing today,” he smiles, leaning in close to her and giving the top of her thigh a cheeky little peck. Her muscle quivers. “I’m very proud of you, Faye. I want you to know that today assured me that we are doing the right thing here.”
She smiles lazily, agreeing with him without saying words. Her core continued to throb.
“I also want you to know, that I am not asking for you to be anything more to me than a sexual partner,” he continues, reaching out to pass his fingers lightly over her pussy lips, which just sent her whole body into a frenzy. She meant to thrash, meant to throw her body about from the feeling, but forced it all to stay in and instead lets her chest just heave up and down. “But I would like us both to vow that we will not engage with anyone else sexually while we still have this…thing going. Understood?”
In this moment, if he asked her to fucking marry him she would do it because he was finally giving her friction, giving her the movement she needed as he rubs tight circles around her clit, but never touching it directly. But she nods, agreeing with him again as her breathing gets deeper and deeper.
Alex felt a little manipulative to be asking her to agree to exclusivity while she was begging to cum, but he assumed she would agree to that even if she weren’t drunk on the idea of orgasming. He grins up at her, finally pushing up so they were face to face and giving her his kiss of approval. She revels in it, not having enough energy to reply with ferocity, but enjoying those sweet lips of his all the same.
“You’re phenomenal, darling,” he commends as he pulls away, keeping his forehead pressed to hers, speeding up his fingers that were teasing her. “And when you cum, I want you to know that you are better for this than I had ever imagined. You are more than I could have ever asked for.”
His words, such sweet normal words, were making her even wetter if possible. She made sure to keep her noises in still, swiveling her hips in time with his circles on her pussy, still not touching her clit nor entering her.
Finally, he hooks his thumb against her little clit, slides two fingers inside of her, and starts rubbing and pumping simultaneously. Her mouth falls open in a breathless moan, her eyes widening as her body takes in an inhale that couldn’t be released.
Alex felt his cock lengthen as he finds his lips next to her ear. “Come, little Faye.”
And Faye came.
She had never felt such an orgasm like she did in that moment, never knew such pleasure could actually exist. Her body soared, her mind cleared, bright white light blew across her vision like a veil. Her tense body slackened as the immense bliss pulsed through her, the orgasm that had been harbored inside of her for two hours finally letting go, finally taking shape. It was like an earthquake in her body as it kept going, kept shocking different soft points on her flesh, Alex continuing his torture downstairs so she would get the most amount of pleasure out of this. And finally, when she felt it start to fade, her fingers grasping for it like she were grasping for water, her eyes close and her head falls back against the chair.
Faye must have blacked out, because the next thing she knows, Alex is pushing the hair from her face and she’s in his bed. Her foggy vision clears after she blinks a few times, her eyes met with the beautiful sight of Alex grinning down at her.
“Hey gorgeous,” he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss to her nose.
She grins. “Did I pass out?”
He nods. “Scared me for a moment, but it’s not a first for me to witness. You were only out for about three minutes though so don’t worry.”
Faye stretches, her body sore and still wound tight from his torture on her. She then realizes she’s still naked and Alex was still clothed. “Shit, aren’t you hard as rock by now?” she asks, a little worried about his health for not cumming.
He smiles. “I’ll be fine—I promise. You can repay me later.”
She nods, yawning a bit as he grazes his fingers down from her breasts to her hips and back. “That feels nice,” she comments as her eyes slip closed again.
He smiles. “Was today too difficult to get through or were you okay?”
“I was perfect,” she mumbles slowly, trying not to slur her words as she felt sleep creep at the edges of her mind. “It was the best orgasm I've ever had.” She lets out a small little sigh through her nose.
Alex grins even wider, glad she couldn’t see how giddy he was getting over knowing he was the best sex she’d ever had. “Good girl. Now go to sleep. You do have work tomorrow morning.”
“I thought I was sick?”
He gives the side of her ass a little slap, making her laugh out loud once more.
He grins upon spotting her across the yard, her legs twitching as she managed to stay sitting upright. He decides to be nice and clicks the vibrator off—for now. It has been a full two hours since he put the vibrator against her clit and he was having the time of his life teasing her without even laying a finger on her.
“Yo, dude,” Alex hears as he zones back into reality, Rian’s fingers snapping in front of his face. “What are you thinking about?”
The boy shrugs as he sips at his beer. “Nothing.”
Rian rolls his eyes. “Come on, man. Don’t lie to me.” He looks around, as if trying to search for what it was Alex had been looking at moments before. “Is it a girl? Are you thinking of seducing some poor woman here?”
Alex laughs, shaking his head. “Nah. Not interested in anyone here.”
Which was obviously a blatant lie. The pull he felt towards his roommate at the current moment was like a tide created by the moon—unstoppable at best. It was one of the reasons why he decided to grab his handy vibrator just before they left the apartment; so that he could watch her shift about, watch her get all heated up, then cooled down, just so he could bring the temperature up once more.
Especially after yesterday, Alex wanted nothing more than to pull her around the side of the house and fuck her until they couldn’t see. She let him do the most extraordinary things to her—spanking, bondage, gagging, oral—and he still couldn’t wrap his head around it. The fact that they trusted each other so wholly, so purely, and it had happened at such a rapid speed, made this all the better for him.
His finger taps against his remote, bringing the vibrator to life once more.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Faye flinch noticeably. He grins, fingering the remote in his pocket as she continues to squirm in her seat. He couldn’t help but feel his dick lengthen, wondering just how good she was feeling right now.
Rian shakes his head, chuckling quietly to himself. “I don’t know when you are going to realize it may be time to find someone, make a commitment, and settle down.”
The older boy raises a brow. “Since when are we all talking about settling down? We’re 24 years old, for God’s sake.”
“I’m just saying, man,” his friend replies, running a hand over his short hair. “I mean, I will never leave the band, but don’t you want that person to come home to? I mean, I have Cass, but she lives in California and I’m still in Maryland. And who do you have?” Alex flicks his gaze to Faye without meaning, making Rian laugh again. “Faye? You’re hardly committed to her. You two are always saying how you’re just friends and just roommates. I’m talking about a significant other, dude.”
Alex opens his mouth, the words on the tip of his tongue. Once he realized what he was about to say, he slams his jaws together real quick. Was he really just about to admit that he and Faye are technically together? Well, can he say they’re together? He really can’t since they’ve only been together in the physical sense…
“I guess you’re right,” Alex mumbles, looking down at his beer and swishing the liquid around in his bottle a bit. “I guess I just haven’t really thought about it. I mean, I haven’t been with a woman in the past few years I could see myself getting serious with.” He bites his bottom lip at the one name that floated about in his name.
Rian smiles. “You’ll find her. It takes time, ya know?” He stops then, thinking something over. “What about Faye’s assistant? Georgia? She’s pretty nice. We were talking a little earlier. She was cute, too.”
Alex wrinkles his nose for extra measure. “Nah. I’m not attracted to her.”
Before either of the boys could say anything else, Alex feels a tentative hand on his arm. He looks to his right and grins a wide, white smile upon seeing Faye. Her eye twitches at whatever shock was spinning around her spine, his arm going around her waist in a nonchalant move. “Faye’s feeling a little sick,” he tells Rian, who had a questioning expression on his face at her scrunched eyebrows. “I think we might leave here soon.”
“Well, the game’s almost over,” Rian nods to the image that was projected onto the wall of Jack’s house, said boy and his girlfriend Sophie walking over just at that moment.
Faye’s heart pounds at being in such a close circle of people while she had a fucking vibrator pressed to her clit. Alex just tightens his hold on her waist.
“You all right, Faye?” Jack asks with a worried glance.
The girl nods, giving a tight-lipped smile. “My stomach is just feeling a little queasy today,” she admits, pressing a hand to her belly button for emphasis. “Alex and I might head out soon. Sorry about that, Jacky.”
Sophie, a tall redhead that Jack had snagged from a friend’s wedding a few months ago, gives a light smile. “Oh, I hope you feel better Faye. You might be able to stay home from work tomorrow, which is always a plus.” Sophie and Faye worked for the same company, but in different buildings, so the two could always relate when it came to their careers.
Alex grins. “Yeah, Faye. Maybe you could stay home tomorrow.”
The double hint within his voice wasn’t caught by the other three, but Faye felt her entire body shiver unnoticeably at the promise. No, no—she couldn’t miss work. She wasn’t really sick, she was just acting like that since she couldn’t just tell her friends that Alex was teasing her with a vibrator.
Luckily, he had turned off the torturous little bug, so she was now just standing in a wet mess, praying to the high heavens that he wouldn’t turn it back on for the time being. Don’t get her wrong—she was thoroughly enjoying such pleasure. But not being able to orgasm? And for two hours straight? She was seconds away from fucking exploding—in the sexual sense as well as the verbal sense.
And the worst part? Alex not allowing her to come. He hadn’t given her permission yet and she knew that was his game—to see how long it took her to hold back.
“I think I should be better by tomorrow morning,” she continues on with the conversation, aware of Alex’s arm still around her. Is he trying to make it look suspicious? It is sometimes a friendly gesture, so maybe their friends aren’t thinking too much of it. “It would be nice to have a weekend away or something though. Too bad going out of town by yourself isn’t as much fun as going with someone.”
Sophie grins. “I would definitely offer my services as a friend for a girl’s weekend, but I am booked for work for three months solid. Sorry babe. Maybe after Christmas?”
Faye nods, not elaborating further on the discussion.
“Speaking of,” Jack grins, giving Faye a nudge with his elbow—not knowing that her skin was so sensitive to the touch, her face wincing visibly because of the shivers that passed over her, “are there any special men in your life that would be willing to take you on a getaway?” He gives a little wiggle of his brows.
Alex feels his jaw clench. What is this, talk-about-your-love-life day?
“Oh, no,” Faye blushes a tad. “Not really.”
Sophie gives a tricky little smirk. “You are lying! Who is it?”
Faye could feel the grip of Alex’s arm around her waist tightening. She found out yesterday—could feel it, see it, and understand it—that Alex was not taken lightly to the idea of her being with someone else. Just like she was with him—the jealousy and envy that showed on their faces when thinking of them being with another person was unbelievably obvious. And even though they both knew that Faye wasn’t interested in anyone at the current moment, the flashing in his eyes made her feel a little uneasy.
“No,” she shakes her head. “I’m not lying. I promise. I actually am taking a step back from dating to just focus on myself right now.”
And on queue, the vibrator in her panties buzzes back to life.
A sharp breath sucks into her mouth as it does so, her legs shifting under her weight. No one mentions her sudden inhale, just transitions into another discussion. She swallows loudly, seeing the smile on Alex’s face out of the corner of her eye.
Faye decides to finally speak of her woes out loud, leaning up to whisper in his ear. “I am going to fucking cum right now if you don’t stop.”
“That’s the point, darling,” he teases back. “To put you on edge. Don’t get mouthy.”
She grinds her teeth together. “How about that leaving? I can’t stand it anymore.”
“Hmm,” he hums in thought, dragging it out so that she would squirm just a little bit more. “Well, you did go a full two hours without complaining about it.” He grins down at her, wanting so badly to bend down and kiss her in approval, but feels his stomach sink knowing they were around all of their friends. “I guess that deserves some sort of a reward.” He clicks the vibrator up to its highest setting, her hips jutting forward. He plays it off by sighing loudly. “Sorry guys, but Faye is really starting to feel bad. I think it’s time I got her home.”
Jack pouts. “Aw. Well, I hope you feel better baby girl!”
She nods, gripping onto Alex’s shirt as she squeezes her eyes shut tight. She could feel the moisture in her panties through her fucking jeans, feeling her inner thighs rub together in a sticky pattern. How the fuck has she gone a full 120 minutes without cumming? Oh God, if he doesn’t let her orgasm within the next ten minutes, she will kill him.
“Baiser,” she mutters as Alex finishes his goodbyes, tugging her forward toward the back door. Once they were a safe distance away, she droops further into his arms. “Oh God. It feels so-o-o-o-o good…”
The smirk on his face just made her pleasure multiply tenfold. “I’m glad.”
It took them about a minute to make it to the front of the house, her excitement building as they near the car. The vibrator was still going crazy against her clit, her skin flushed to a light pink, and the notch between her legs was practically a dripping spout.
But Faye was instantly met with disappointment as they get in the car, Alex not changing the pace of the vibrator, or touching her in any sort of way as he just pulls away from the curb casually. Her mouth opens and closes uselessly, not knowing how to express her feelings or need for some relief. She finally takes in a deep breath and decides to scold him. “Are you really going to leave me hanging?” Her voice was breathless, at a loss for oxygen as her womb throbs in need, throbs in ache for a fucking orgasm.
A dark chuckle passes his lips, that gritty, beautiful voice filling her heart with an eagerness unlike any other. “Since when are you the one telling me what to do?” he asks with a witty little note, his eyes taking a glance at her. She could see his dilated eyes in that one flicker, the haze that was consuming the orbs. She knew he was in his no-nonsense mode, meaning she was stepping out of line.
“Sorry,” she murmurs, her fingers gripping onto the arms of her seat as her walls clench around nothing. “I just…oh God…I need it…”
“Patience,” he grins. “It’s a virtue, little Faye.”
She so badly wanted to yell back at him: I’ve been patient for two fucking hours!, but knew it would just prolong his teasing more, so just keeps her mouth screwed tightly shut. Each mile, each red light they stopped at just made the pleasure between her legs grow, made it harder for her to concentrate on anything but moaning and groaning.
When they were only three minutes from their apartment, Alex smiles wide. “Mmm, I’m glad you aren’t refraining from making noises. It’s just making this so much more enjoyable for me.”
Her hips leave the seat at his mysterious tone. “It’s enjoyable for me too…but…ugh…only to a certain extent…”
His loud laugh makes her eyes flutter shut, her body this close to falling off the edge, from giving her that release she needed. But, the car was coming to a sudden halt, making her lose her focus on cumming. Her lids snap open to see that they were finally home, Alex already coming around to her door.
In seconds she was stumbling out of the car, his arm coming back around her torso to keep her upright. “Can you walk?” he asks quietly, shutting the car door.
She shakes her head, breathing heavily. “Probably not.”
He just laughs again, the sound of his amusement at her helplessness making her even more frustrated—sexually frustrated, that is—at this situation. He brings her into a bridal carry, the feel of his skin against hers making her head spin, her body convulsing in his arms as he brings them into the lobby of their apartment building and toward the elevators, the doors taking too long to open before he’s piling them in, the lift taking too long to bring them up, and the hallway too long before he’s walking them toward their door, the key taking too long to click the lock, and then Alex is swiftly moving them into their solid space.
“Oh God,” she groans loudly as he sets her on her feet, her hands reaching out to a chair at their table to hold herself up. She could hear him, hear his chuckle and his footsteps, but couldn’t see him because she was too focused on the table in front of her, too concentrated on not letting herself go. “Oh God…oh God…oh God…”
She hears his jacket drop to the floor, hears his shallow breathing. Then she feels his hands on her waist, feels his fingers bunch at her shirt, lifting it up and over her head. She allows this, too drunk on the feel of their flesh making contact. With them finally touching, finally acknowledging each other, all she wanted was him under her.
“Are you close?” he whispers as his fingers make a tickling trail down to the snap of her jeans.
She nods, letting a small whimper as she feels the button release on her pants. “Yes, yes, so close…” Then he’s unzipping them, resting his fingers inside of the hem. “Oh please, please….”
He chuckles for the nth time before pulling them down her legs quickly.
She tries to help by kicking her loafers off, allowing her feet to freely remove the jeans around her ankles. Soon she was left in just her panties and bra, once again practically naked while he was still fully clothed.
In one fast motion, he spins her around so their facing each other, a whine leaving her throat knowing there was only one thin piece of fabric between her and Alex, only one slim piece of cloth keeping that vibrator pressed against her clit.
“You’re a hot mess, baby girl,” he grins, running his warm hands down her arching back, setting her skin on fire with the hot trail it left. She rubs her body against his, burying her face against his neck to show just what it was he was doing to her. “Don’t get too eager. I can already see how eager you are from your soaked-through panties. Tsk, tsk, so naughty, Faye.”
Such crude words would usually turn a well-respected girl off, but wow. Those vowels and consonants falling past his lips were just pushing Faye further and further towards release. She mewls like a cat as she tugs at his hair.
He shushes her, pushing the hair off her face. “Sweetheart, calm down. If you promise to not make any noises, your orgasm will come a lot faster.”
She immediately forces her throat to close, swallowing down all noises that bubbled up her throat.
A light smile paints onto Alex’s lips. “Good girl.” He then reaches behind her to snap her bra off, pulling the straps down her arms as her legs began to shake. She was really at that point now, sprinting closer and closer to that line of no return. She could see it, could see the light at the end of the tunnel. She was so fucking close. “Not yet,” he sing-songs in his dark, gritty tone. Her eyes squeeze shut as her head spins, wanting so badly to just tell him to go fuck himself and then let herself go. But she doesn’t, knowing that would just fracture this beautiful thing they’ve developed.
He nods to the chair behind her. “Will you sit down for me?” She nods, falling back against the cushioned dining seat, groaning as her sore ass makes contact with it. “I’m going to take your panties off, as well as removing the vibrator. When I do, donot come. Understood?”
It was hard for Alex to tell if she was paying attention or not, because of her half-lidded eyes and unfocused face, but he sees her lips give a small movement, shaping the word, “Yes.” He grins as her thighs peel open, his hands swiftly moving to her panties. He gently reaches in, making sure to graze against her clit as he grabs the vibrator, making her chest jolt up. Her lips tighten together, a grin marking his mouth as he realizes she was trying not to make any noise.
He removes the little bug quickly, noticing the soaked casing of it, and tossing it onto the table. He then hooks his fingers into the hemline of her panties, tugging them down and off her legs. She was then completely naked, her legs spread and her body slumped in arousal.
“You did amazing today,” he smiles, leaning in close to her and giving the top of her thigh a cheeky little peck. Her muscle quivers. “I’m very proud of you, Faye. I want you to know that today assured me that we are doing the right thing here.”
She smiles lazily, agreeing with him without saying words. Her core continued to throb.
“I also want you to know, that I am not asking for you to be anything more to me than a sexual partner,” he continues, reaching out to pass his fingers lightly over her pussy lips, which just sent her whole body into a frenzy. She meant to thrash, meant to throw her body about from the feeling, but forced it all to stay in and instead lets her chest just heave up and down. “But I would like us both to vow that we will not engage with anyone else sexually while we still have this…thing going. Understood?”
In this moment, if he asked her to fucking marry him she would do it because he was finally giving her friction, giving her the movement she needed as he rubs tight circles around her clit, but never touching it directly. But she nods, agreeing with him again as her breathing gets deeper and deeper.
Alex felt a little manipulative to be asking her to agree to exclusivity while she was begging to cum, but he assumed she would agree to that even if she weren’t drunk on the idea of orgasming. He grins up at her, finally pushing up so they were face to face and giving her his kiss of approval. She revels in it, not having enough energy to reply with ferocity, but enjoying those sweet lips of his all the same.
“You’re phenomenal, darling,” he commends as he pulls away, keeping his forehead pressed to hers, speeding up his fingers that were teasing her. “And when you cum, I want you to know that you are better for this than I had ever imagined. You are more than I could have ever asked for.”
His words, such sweet normal words, were making her even wetter if possible. She made sure to keep her noises in still, swiveling her hips in time with his circles on her pussy, still not touching her clit nor entering her.
Finally, he hooks his thumb against her little clit, slides two fingers inside of her, and starts rubbing and pumping simultaneously. Her mouth falls open in a breathless moan, her eyes widening as her body takes in an inhale that couldn’t be released.
Alex felt his cock lengthen as he finds his lips next to her ear. “Come, little Faye.”
And Faye came.
She had never felt such an orgasm like she did in that moment, never knew such pleasure could actually exist. Her body soared, her mind cleared, bright white light blew across her vision like a veil. Her tense body slackened as the immense bliss pulsed through her, the orgasm that had been harbored inside of her for two hours finally letting go, finally taking shape. It was like an earthquake in her body as it kept going, kept shocking different soft points on her flesh, Alex continuing his torture downstairs so she would get the most amount of pleasure out of this. And finally, when she felt it start to fade, her fingers grasping for it like she were grasping for water, her eyes close and her head falls back against the chair.
Faye must have blacked out, because the next thing she knows, Alex is pushing the hair from her face and she’s in his bed. Her foggy vision clears after she blinks a few times, her eyes met with the beautiful sight of Alex grinning down at her.
“Hey gorgeous,” he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss to her nose.
She grins. “Did I pass out?”
He nods. “Scared me for a moment, but it’s not a first for me to witness. You were only out for about three minutes though so don’t worry.”
Faye stretches, her body sore and still wound tight from his torture on her. She then realizes she’s still naked and Alex was still clothed. “Shit, aren’t you hard as rock by now?” she asks, a little worried about his health for not cumming.
He smiles. “I’ll be fine—I promise. You can repay me later.”
She nods, yawning a bit as he grazes his fingers down from her breasts to her hips and back. “That feels nice,” she comments as her eyes slip closed again.
He smiles. “Was today too difficult to get through or were you okay?”
“I was perfect,” she mumbles slowly, trying not to slur her words as she felt sleep creep at the edges of her mind. “It was the best orgasm I've ever had.” She lets out a small little sigh through her nose.
Alex grins even wider, glad she couldn’t see how giddy he was getting over knowing he was the best sex she’d ever had. “Good girl. Now go to sleep. You do have work tomorrow morning.”
“I thought I was sick?”
He gives the side of her ass a little slap, making her laugh out loud once more.
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