Welcome Home, Baby

I woke in the middle of the night to the sound of my bed moving which put me in a mood because I had to wake up in less than four hours. However, when I turned to find the source of the noise, I was no longer moody; instead, I was overjoyed. My boyfriend of nearly two years was home after being out on tour for the past month and a half.

“Alex.” I yawned.

“Harlow. Go back to sleep, baby. It’s late.”

“Only if you kiss me.”

He let out a laugh before kissing me.

“Goodnight.” he said.

“Goodnight.”

I woke up the following morning with my head on his chest as we were entangled. I groaned as I unraveled from him to turn off my alarm; he never stirred. I made the short trek to my bathroom for a shower and afterward as I was walking into the bedroom, I heard my name being called.

“Good morning.” he mumbled.

“Good morning. Why are you up?”

It was a quarter after six.

“I missed you.”

I smiled and walked over to his side of the bed.

“I missed you, too.” I said sitting down.

He had his hand on the sash of my robe, probably with sex on his mind.

“Can you just stay home?” he said against my lips.

“I’d love to, but I have work.”

“I haven’t seen you in six weeks.”

Now, he was taking a peek under my robe. Yeah. The man has sex on his mind.

“I know and those were six long weeks, but...” I said slapping his hand.

“Ok. I can wait.” he sighed.

“You can handle it. I love you. I’m gonna go get dressed.”

“I love you, too.”

He nodded and laid his head back down.

“You are so fucking hot.” he said as I was now naked.

“Go back to sleep, babe.”

I was flattered, though. I just wasn’t going to let him know that.

“Have a great day.”

“You too.”

He groaned and shut his eyes.

I was out of the house a half hour later and thought about how much I wanted to get through the day, so I could get back to him. I’m not the only one who’s been thinking about sex; sure, vibrators exist, but there has been the absence of his touch and that is something I miss and crave when he’s gone.

Damnit, Alex.

Come eleven o’clock, my desire for Alex kept increasing and I was seriously considering going home early; that’s how bad it was. Ten minutes later, I couldn’t take it any longer; I needed him. I pretended that I had some kind of stomach virus and I was apparently believable, so I headed out to my car and drove home.

I opened the door and heard footsteps coming from the nearby kitchen. When I reached the steps, he walked into the foyer and smirked; my heart pounded as I smirked back at him to let him know I wasn’t actually sick and wanted him. I dashed up the steps, but only made it halfway when he caught me and wrapped his arms around my stomach, kissing my neck.

“Let’s go, Alex. I don’t know how much more I can take.” I said breathlessly.

He let me go and followed me into our bedroom where he slammed the door and me against the wall, also pinning my arms.

“You just had to wear a skirt, today. Didn’t you, Harlow?” he said in a husky voice.

It wasn’t on purpose. It’s just what I felt like wearing today. His words turned me on even more.

“I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes.” I said pressing my lips onto his.

This is when I felt a hand lightly travel up my right bare thigh and to my panty clad pussy which caused me to moan into the kiss.

“Someone clearly missed my touch.”

“More than you’ll ever know. Take off my panties.”

“What’s the magic word?”

“Now.”

I don’t feel like being polite. I want pleasure and I want it now.

“Are you sure that’s what the word is?”

“Just do it.”

He proceeded to remove them and tossed them aside before heading back under my skirt and attaching his lips to that same thigh; seconds later, I felt his tongue on my pussy and I moaned loudly. I would’ve loved to grab hold of his hair to guide him, but I couldn’t see him.

“Fuck. I need to see your face.”

“You never said the magic word.”

I should’ve known he was going to hold that against me. Slowly, but surely, his tongue moved in and around while I struggled to stay standing.

“Alex.” I moaned, starting to reach my peak.

He fingered me while running his tongue in circles around my clit until I felt my thighs quiver.

“I’m almost there.”

And with him rubbing me one last time with his thumb, I reached it and heard slurping.

“Could you please take my skirt off now?”

“Well, I was thinking about turning you around and fucking you that way...” he said coming back up to my face.

That sounds lovely, but...

"What part of I need to see your face, don't you understand?" I said, taking his face in my hands.

"Ok. I will."

"Thank you."

I kissed him before he unzipped my skirt and slid it down my legs; he then proceeded to take off my buttoned up blouse and my bra. I went to work, removing his shirt then to his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them; I tossed them across the room before feeling a hand in my long blond hair as I kneeled in front of him.

"Harlow." he moaned as his briefs were gone and my lips were on his cock.

The grip on my hair tightened as he felt my tongue moving around.

"Yes."

I took him in inch-by-inch which drove him crazy. I looked up at him as I bobbed my head up and down to see the look of pleasure on his face.

"So close. So fucking close."

I gave his balls a tug as I awaited his release. Only a few seconds later, he sent a load down my throat.

"Do I have anything on my face?" I asked smiling and standing up.

"Yep."

"Where?"

He kissed each cheek, near my mouth twice before planting another on my lips; clearly, nothing was on my face. He picked me up and laid me down, followed by him crawling on top of my body and reattaching his lips to my own. I wrapped my arms around him, not wanting to let him go.

"I love you, Alex." I said after a couple minutes of making out.

"I love you, Harlow."

He flipped us, so I was lying on top of him.

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" he said, caressing the side of my face with his right hand.

I blushed and buried my face into his neck. I felt his hand run through my hair and down my back; I could lie like this forever. An hour later, I was only resting my head and an arm on his chest while he had arm securing me in place like this morning; he was still asleep and looking as peaceful as ever. I kissed his neck then right below his ear on his jawline which caused him to stir and me to smile. I didn’t want to disturb him, but I truly could not control myself; I missed my boyfriend. I saw him open his eyes and I pretended to fall back asleep.

“I know you’re awake, Harlow.”

Damnit. I was caught. Stay silent.

“Harlow.”

I groaned.

“You’re too smart for your own good. You know that, right?” I said looking up at him.

He smiled and kissed me.

“You woke me up. Thank you. That felt nice.”

“My pleasure. I didn’t mean to disturb you...”

“But you missed me.”

“Very much.”

I reattached my lips to his neck, sucking on it before taking a bite. He rolled us over so he was on top of me and started kissing my neck while he rubbed my pussy; I was in heaven.

“I need you.” I said.

“How?”

Don’t be a tease. You know.

“I need you to fuck me.”

“What’s the magic word?”

Ugh.

“Please fuck me, Alex.”

He smirked as I felt his growing erection near my opening. He just stared up at me as rubbed the tip of it against my pussy lips causing me to writher underneath him.

“Alex please. Just fuck me.” I pleaded.

He then thrust himself deep inside me.

“I love it when you beg.”

The way he was looking at me drove me crazy. I felt myself become wetter by that statement. He started out slow, but I needed him to move faster.

“Faster.” I moaned.

He actually didn’t say anything and just quickened his movements.

“Oh my God.” I cried out, shutting my eyes.

My nails left deep scratches down his back which caused him to hiss and move even faster.

“Alex.”

My eyes were rolling into the back of my head.

“Harlow.”

He took my head into his hands and feverishly kissed me, adding tongue to the mix.

“You feel so fucking good.” he growled.

“So do you.”

Ten minutes later, I wrapped my legs around his hips as I was close to an orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum.” I moaned throwing my head back.

“Me too.” he grunted.

And with just a couple more thrusts, I reached my orgasm and unwrapped my legs from him and collapsed into the pillow. When he reached his, he let go and laid his head on my chest.

“I love you.” I said.

“I love you, too.”

We laid in silence for a few minutes until I heard my phone vibrate.

“Who the fuck is that?”

Alex laughed.

“Shut up. I don’t wanna move.”

“Well, that person probably thinks you’re sick and wants to know how you are.”

I sighed and closed my eyes.

“It’s probably Ellie.”

She’s one of my co-workers and one of my closest friends.

“What lie did you tell them?”

“I had a stomach virus. Let me grab it.”

He moved off me, so I could locate my purse where my phone was and I quickly grabbed it to see who it was. When I grabbed it, I didn’t notice him sitting at the foot of the bed. I was on the left side and was about to crawl back onto the bed, but I felt an arm pull me back onto it and soon, I was sitting in between his legs.

“Alex!” I giggled.

He had his arms wrapped around me as I read the text.

“Who is it?”

“Ellie. She wants to know how I am.”

“So, you were convincing if she believed you. She knows you just as well as I do.”

“Everyone seemed to.”

“You can say that you feel much better now and are having sex with your amazing boyfriend.”

“I can’t text her that. Anyway, she doesn’t need to know.”

He nodded and kissed my neck.

“I’ll just tell her that I’m just trying to rest.”

Once I did, I reached over and set my phone on the nightstand. He pulled me back into him.

“We need to eat. We can’t be running on empty.” he said.

“You’re right. Hell, if I don’t, I’ll be nauseous.”

“We certainly don’t need that.”

He removed his arms, so I could get up and find something to wear.

“Wear as little as possible.”

I laughed and shook my head. I found a pair of pajama shorts, my panties and a tank while he just put on his briefs and gym shorts.

“That’s not as little-“

I shut him up with my lips.

“Let’s go eat.” I said, pressing a hand onto his bare chest.

He followed me downstairs and into the kitchen.

“What’d you have in mind?” he asked.

"Well, I should have leftovers in the fridge."

"Leftovers?"

"Why? What were you thinking? Ramen?" I said closing the fridge door.

The man loves his noodles. I wasn't being serious.

"Maybe later."

I laughed.

"Pancakes?"

Now, I was really messing with him; he loves those too. I wasn't able to keep a straight face.

“Jelly bellies.”

"Very funny." he said pushing me up against the fridge.

"I thought so."

He pressed his lips against mine.

"Of course though, what I'm always hungry for is you." he said in a rough voice.

My heart began to race and I could feel myself becoming wet.

"The feeling is mutual, but we still need to eat something."

"Is there a frozen pizza in there?"

He was still millimeters from my face. You're killing me, Alex. You really are.

"Turn on the oven." I said quickly.

"What was that?"

"You heard me."

He smirked and did so while I got out the pizza and put it on a sheet. He knew how I was feeling and that my panties were probably ruined. I turned around as I was by the fridge again and saw that he was just a few feet from me. He backed me into it and proceeded to take off my shorts and my surely ruined panties and stuck two fingers in me.

"Oh my God."

He didn't go down on me, instead he thrusted those fingers in and out while kissing my neck.

"Doesn't take much. Does it?"

"No." I cried.

It felt so fucking good. He smirked and started to suck on my neck causing me to moan.

“You’re so fucking wet. Aren’t you? Unbelievably wet. You can no longer wear those panties.”

Fuck, Alex.

I was speechless. I was just panting.

“Cat got your tongue? Well, right now, it has my fingers.”

He had stopped moving at that moment.

“Why’d you stop?”

“Because I love to drive you crazy. That’s why.”

I bit my lip.

“Don’t tell me you don’t love it. Because I know you do.”

I looked away because I couldn’t argue with him about that.

“I love it when I’m right.”

Of course you do.

“Alex, please. I’m aching down there.”

“If you say so.”

“I do.” I said, bringing my lips to his.

He kissed me and continued pumping his fingers in and out of me; he pressed his thumb hard against my clit as I neared my orgasm. He rubbed me in circles until I finally came.

“Holy shit, Alex.”

He had two fingers covered in my cum and when I mean covered, they were absolutely coated.

“Open up.”

I opened my mouth and he placed his index finger and I licked as well as sucked my cum off it before he pulled it out and did the same himself with his middle finger.

“I don’t think you have any idea how much I love you right now.” I said wrapping my arms around his neck.

I had never been this turned on by him until today.

“I don’t?” he said snaking his arms around my waist.

“Nope.”

I pulled him into a deep kiss right before I heard the oven beep, indicating that the oven was done preheating.

“Damnit.” I said into the kiss.

“I’ll put it in.” he said pulling apart from my lips.

“No. Stay.”

“We need to eat, baby.”

I pouted and kept a hold of his arm.

“Harlow.”

“Fine.”

I let him go to put the pizza in the oven. I began walking out of the kitchen, so I could go find a new pair of panties to put on.

“Where are you going?” he asked grabbing my hand.

“To go grab a clean pair of you know what. I’ll be right back.”

He nodded and when I came back, he was relaxing on the recliner with his eyes shut. I smirked and crawled onto his lap as he was oblivious to me entering the room.

“Alex.”

Nothing.

“Alex Gaskarth.” I whispered into his ear.

He opened his eyes and pulled me closer.

“Hey gorgeous.”

“Fall asleep?”

“Yeah. Sorry about that.”

“That’s okay. I was able to crawl into your lap to wake you up.”

“And I love that so fucking much.”

I smiled.

“What do you want to do until pizza’s done?” I asked.

“That’s a tough question.”

He pulled my shirt down slightly and took a peek.

“You’re such a perv.” I said laughing.

“What? I’m allowed. It’s not like you’re my girlfriend or anything.”

“It’s still pervert behavior.”

I gave him a knowing look before kissing him.

“I love you so much.” he said, pressing his forehead against mine.

“I love you, too.”

"How about we stay in this position?”

“One change though.”

“What’s that?”

I didn’t say anything; I only laid my head on his shoulder.

“Perfect.” he said.

We stayed in a comfortable silence as I didn’t want to move and could be silent like this and be just as content as if we were having a conversation or making love. When I heard the stupid oven again, I didn’t bother moving although Alex attempted to.

“Pizza’s gonna burn.” he whispered into my ear.

I protested which caused him to laugh.

“Come on, Harlow.”

“No.”

He kept his arms around me and got up while I wrapped my arms around his neck and walked to the kitchen. He managed to pry my arms off him and set me on the counter while he got the pizza out.

“This still needs to cool for five minutes before we do anything. Ok?”

I nodded and pulled him into a kiss.

“Why must you always taste so good?” I asked.

“I could ask you the same thing.”

Five minutes later, we were able to cut the pizza and eat. I don’t know how I didn’t wolf any down since I just wanted to get back to the bedroom.

“You good?” I asked, wiping my face with a napkin.

He responded by taking our plates into the kitchen then coming back for me as he just picked me up bridal style and we headed to our bedroom. A lightbulb went off as soon as he set me on the bed.

“What’s that look for?” he asked standing in front of me.

“There’s a look?”

“Yeah. What’s going on in that brain of yours?”

I laughed.

“Remember what you said about me keeping my skirt on?”

“Of course I do.” he said smiling.

“How about I put it back on?” I asked smirking.

“I would love that.”

“Let me get changed.” I said, tugging on the waistband of his shorts.

I removed my shorts, shirt and panties before I found my skirt. I felt Alex’s eyes as I put my skirt back on; he was practically salivating as I sauntered over to him.

"Holy shit."

"You're gonna have to take those clothes right now if you want me."

When he reached out to touch me from where he was sitting, I denied him.

"Take your clothes off first."

I saw him pitch a tent and I smirked. He removed the rest of his clothes in record speed.

"Where do you want me?" I asked seductively.

"On the bed. Now." he commanded, looking at me lustfully.

I climbed onto the bed throbbing.

"Face the wall."

My heart was beating so hard that it felt like it was going to pop out of my chest. He pulled up my skirt and I could feel his hand hovering over my ass.

"You know, you've been incredibly naughty today. I'm wondering how I'm gonna punish you."

You can do whatever you want to do to me. He squeezed my ass then smacked my right cheek. I love it when he's rough like this because it gets me all hot and bothered. I moaned and could feel myself becoming wet.

"Of course you're turned on. That's how naughty you are."

He tugged on my hair so hard that my head came up.

Fuck me.

He pressed his thumb rather hard on my clit for a few seconds, but didn’t go any farther than that; I was beyond ready for him to fuck my brains out, but there was nothing I can do about that. I moaned again.

“Maybe you need another spanking.” he whispered into my ear.

His erection was grazing my thigh and I could the feel the heat radiating from him and me. I moved in an attempt to get closer.

Please. Fuck me and fuck me as hard and rough as you’d like.
I don’t care. I need you inside me.

He spanked me again, but this time, it was on the left cheek.

“You think you can be a good girl now?”

How do I answer that?

“I don’t know.”

“What kind of answer is that?”

He yanked on my hair again. Right answer.

“Yes.”

“What was that?”

“Yes. I can be a good girl.”

“That’s a better answer. You think you deserve to be fucked?”

“Yes.”

I felt him bury himself deep inside me and cried out in pleasure.

“Thank you.” I said relieved.

The pain lessened and I was on cloud nine. He continued to pound into me, but I loved it and I didn’t care how I would feel in the morning.

“I love you, Harlow.”

“I love you, too, Alex.”

The sex only got better and I was in complete and utter bliss. I grasped the sheets rather tightly as he did with my hips when we were both close to orgasming. After we came and each took a breath, I laid with my back flat on the mattress while he removed my skirt.

“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you badly?”

He was so sweet.

“It hurt a little, but that was okay. It turned me on more than anything.”

He smiled and leaned over and kissed me.

“How’s my ass?”

“Let me look.”

He lifted my legs and took a look.

“Red.”

“Still?”

“And beautiful as usual. I must’ve smacked you pretty hard. Want me to kiss it and make it better?”

“I’m never gonna say no to something like that.”

He adjusted himself and kissed each cheek.

“Better?”

“A little. Thank you.”

The day ended up being one of the best ones ever with the love of my life and if I could have more days like this, I would be blessed.

Notes

Might be a bit long, but it just seemed right to have it as a one-shot. Hope everyone enjoyed it!