Best Mistake

As Alex said, Thursday was there before I knew it. I was so excited for him to be back that I could barely contain myself. To make matters worse, I had the day off work, so I had nothing to make the time go by faster.

In an attempt to make night time come quicker, I fully cleaned the house. Every nook and cranny was dusted and swept and mopped. I even took the time to cut the front and back yard. I knew Alex wouldn't be too pleased to find that when he got home, but he would just have to deal with it.

I paced back and forth in the kitchen, waiting for a text from Alex letting me know his plane landed. It seemed to be taking forever. I racked my brain for things I'd yet to do in the house, then hurried into the bedroom to change the sheets.

Once Alex let me know he was leaving the airport, I hopped in the shower, wanting to smell fresh for him when it arrived. I knew how pathetic and eager I seemed, but I was simply too excited to see him to care.

After showering, I put on a pair of shorter than short pajama bottoms and a low cut tank top. I made adjustments to my sports bra so the straps wouldn't peak out of the shirt and even spritzed some perfume on my neck. I giggled with excitement when I heard Alex finding his keys to open the front door.

I couldn't help myself. I ran to the door and opened it for him, throwing myself at him. He grunted, then laughed as he put his duffle bag on the ground.

"Hi," he said, his nose buried in my hair.

"I missed you," I said, sighing with relief.

I heard a car horn honk and looked behind Alex, waving to Jack as he pulled off. Alex never took his eyes off of me.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered.

I smiled, blushing, and wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, pulling him into a kiss. His arms wrapped around my waist, holding me close. We soon pulled away and he picked his bag back up, bringing it into the house.

"So how was your trip?" I asked, following him into the bedroom.

He dropped his bag by the bed and crawled up, laying flat on his back. I got up next to him and propped myself up on my elbow.

"It went well," he nodded. "We got a lot of stuff done. We just have to decide on a producer now."

I nodded back, rubbing his chest. "That sounds like fun."

He smiled and took a lock of my hair between his fingers, twirling it around. "So I see you two survived while I was gone," he said, a sarcastic tone in his voice.

I nodded dramatically. "It was rough, but we managed."

He laughed and leaned up, kissing me quickly. "I'm going to get a quick shower."

"Ok," I nodded.

I watched as he crawled off the bed. He stopped before heading to the bathroom, glancing over me.

"You look so hot right now," he said in a low voice, nibbling on his bottom lip.

I tried to throw some seduction back at him, but the only thing my body could do was blush wildly. He grinned and winked, shutting the bathroom door behind him.

As I was lying in bed waiting for his return, I became overwhelmed with a craving for chocolate. Since having the s'mores at my moms house, I was having trouble fighting the temptation. I looked at the bathroom door and decided to sneak a quick snack.

I walked into the kitchen, opening cabinet after cabinet. I felt like a bloodhound, sniffing for my prize. I began to give up hope and I felt my heart sink a little when I couldn't find any chocolate.

"Yes," I hissed, pulling out a box of Swiss cake rolls from the last cabinet.

I ripped the box open and pulled out a package. On the way to one of the bar stools, I tried opening it, only to fail multiple times.

"Come on," I groaned, pulling on both ends with all my might.

I tried using my teeth to rip the plastic open, but I still couldn't get in to the chocolatey goodness. I huffed loudly and threw the package to the other end of the island. I was very aware of my hissy fit, but I was too annoyed and hungry to give a shit.

"What's wrong with you?" Alex asked, walking into the kitchen, towel drying his hair.

I looked at his body that was only being covered up by boxers. He looked so good, I almost forgot about my horrendous cravings.

I sighed and slumped on the barstool. "It won't open," I said, pouting as I pointed to the Swiss cake rolls.

Alex rose his eyebrows at me, then picked up the package, moving slowly beside me. I watched as he opened it with ease, and he smirked.

"You know I did all the work," I said, rolling my eyes.

He pulled the wrapper completely off and pinched off a piece of one of the rolls. He held it to my mouth, eyeing me.

I decided to give seduction another try and stared him in the eyes. I grabbed his hand gently, pulling his finger into my mouth. I used my tongue to get the piece of the roll off and pulled his finger out slowly while I quickly chewed and swallowed. I slowly licked the rest of the chocolate off, pulling the tip of his finger back into my mouth and sucking gently.

Alex's eyes were almost black, burning with desire. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his finger and the breath he was taking in got caught in his throat.

"Fuck it," he groaned, and yanked his finger out of my mouth, replacing it with his tongue.

I moaned as he kissed me hungrily. His hands roamed all over my body, from my neck to my calves, not missing a spot. My breathing began to quicken and goosebumps covered my legs as Alex placed his hand on my inner thigh, slowly moving upward. I squirmed a little when his fingers passed the bottom of my pajama shorts.

He pressed his hand firmly against my vagina, his index finger tracing me. It felt so good, I couldn't even kiss him anymore. I looked at him, my eyes pleading, and he slid his finger inside me.

"Oh," I moaned, my eyes fluttering shut.

Alex gently sucked on my neck while he fingered me, speeding up, then slowing down a little bit. I felt myself climbing the upward hill towards my orgasm faster than I ever had before.

"Alex," I whispered, my head hanging back.

"Cum for me, Whitney," he said against my neck, flicking his tongue over the skin.

His words did the trick, and soon I reached my prize, my body celebrating gloriously with violent tremors. Alex slid another finger in me and curled them up, hitting my sweet spot, giving me another orgasm.

I couldn't stop his name from spilling out of my mouth as my orgasm went on and on. He smiled victoriously and used his thumb to rub hard circles over my clit, sending me into yet another earth shattering orgasm.

"Oh my fucking god," I yelled.

Once my last orgasm was subsiding, Alex slowly slid his fingers out of me. I blushed when he stuck them in his mouth to lick them clean.

"Good girl," he whispered, reaching for the hem of my shirt.

I shivered when he pulled my shirt over my head, followed by my sports bra. My nipples were harder than they'd ever been, and I moaned again when he took on of them between his teeth, pulling it into his warm mouth. He twirled the other with his index finger and thumb.

He helped me stand and I wobbled a little due to the best three orgasms I'd ever had and not having much time to recover. He slid his hands down my sides, removing my shorts. He held my hand to keep me steady as I stepped out of them.

"Sit on the edge of the barstool," he instructed, and I did as I was told. I watched as he removed his boxers, his erection springing free. My mouth instantly watered.

"Now lean back against the counter."

I did and winced when the cool marble touched my skin. I didn't have much time to think about it as Alex slowly inserted himself inside of me.

"Alex," I moaned.

He groaned in response, his head falling back.

I halfway expected him to fuck me hard and fast, but when he moved slow and gentle, I was pleasantly surprised. He had one hand behind my head and the other on the small of my back, holding me steady as he made love to me. No matter what he did, it took my breath away.

We locked eyes for a moment and he smiled crookedly, his face twisting with pleasure. I leaned up on my elbows and pulled his face down to mine, kissing him passionately. He stopped moving for a second long enough to deepen the kiss. When he pulled away, he wrapped my arms around his neck and told me to hang on and I felt him get a good grip on my hips.

He started going faster, slamming in and out of me. My legs wrapped around his waist for stability. I felt my body quickly climb that hill again and I moaned so loud I thought I heard it echo.

"Fuck you feel so good," he moaned, slamming into me hard.

My eyes began rolling towards the back of my head and I held onto him for dear life. "I'm gonna cum again," I said through clenched teeth.

Alex held onto me tightly, thrusting hard. He sped up and with his most powerful thrust, he groaned, letting himself go inside me. The feeling was so intense, my body raced itself to the top of the hill, releasing my own orgasm.

The kitchen was loud with moaning and yelling and the rocking of the bar stool as I struggled to stay on it. I finished before Alex did and leaned my twitching body back on the countertop, the cold feeling good on my scorching skin.

Alex took a deep breath and pulled out of me before resting his head on my chest.

"Fuck," he moaned, and drug his body to the barstool next to me.

I couldnt even speak.

"Are you ok?" he asked, placing his hand on my thigh.

I nodded.

He turned so he was facing me and picked up my head. "Whitney. Are you alright?"

I nodded again. "Words. Not now. Too good."

He laughed, seeming relieved. "Was that what you needed?"

I nodded, smiling.

Alex stood and pulled me up by my arms, sitting me upright. "Are you ready for bed?"

"Please," I nodded.

He pulled me up to my feet, but my legs felt like jello as I crumbled against his chest.

"Damn," he laughed, swooping me up and cradling me in his arms. "It wasn't that good was it?"

"Mhm," I sighed, resting my head on his chest.

He carried me into the bed room and sat me down while he pulled the sheets back. I was barely able to muster enough strength to climb under them and he pulled them over me. Soon, he was next to me, his hand brushing against my cheek.

"You're really something special. You know that?" he asked.

My eyes fluttered open and I stared at him, smiling. "You're special, too, Alex."

He kissed me sweetly, parting his lips and letting his tongue glide over my bottom lip. My body was still so sensitive to his touch, I couldn't help but moan.

He pulled away and winked, his hand running over my chest. "Ready for round two?"

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