Chapter 7: Chapter Seven

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The ride back to our apartment seemed to go on forever. Miraculously, Alex and I kept our hands off of each other the entire time it took, though such rules did not apply once inside. Within seconds of shutting the front door, he had me pinned to a wall, making progress in the form of neck kisses.

"Let's get this sexy skirt off you, shall we?" he suggested, taking charge of the situation by slipping the black denim down my thighs.

The cool rush of air hit me as I was stripped of my clothes, thrilling me beyond belief. Alex enjoyed his view as he man handled me, smiling to himself upon finally disposing of my bra.

"What a sight," he whispered, biting down on his lower lip.

He took a step back to truly appreciate my form, showering me with compliments the entire time.

"You're unreal, Ebony."

Unreal!

"You're making me blush," I admitted, grabbing the hem of his shirt and forcing it over his head.

Before me stood a bare-chested Alex; glorious, toned and a looking a little shy.

"Wow."

"Good wow or bad wow?" he asked, seeming unsure.

"Fucking brilliant-wow," I ensured, trailing my fingers along his abs. "Incredible."

He's shot me a genuine smile and pulled me close, planting another passionate kiss on my lips. His mouth and hands worked in tandem, awakening things in me I had never before experienced. I felt damp in places that weren't usually damp. Hot in places that weren't usually hot. I was desperate. Thankfully, Alex was too and took to guiding me towards my bedroom door.

"I've wanted you from the moment we met," he informed, breathing his revelation down my neck.

He pushed his chest into mine, ruining me with the friction of his bare skin against my nipples.

"Alex!" I moaned, yanking at his jeans. "Please."

"What do you want, darling?"

Again...darling.

"You. I just want you. Nothing else."

His dimples came popping into place as a smile graced his lips, unraveling me completely. This man was jaw-droppingly gorgeous. So sexy. And, for tonight, all mine.

I was encouraged towards my bed and gently positioned in its centre, enjoying the cool sheets against my naked skin. Alex soon shed the rest of his clothes and reached into his wallet for the all-important condom. More kisses were littered across my face, neck and boobs, arousing me to painful extents. I needed to feel him in me now!

"Alex," I pleaded, desperate.

The sight of him holding his member in order to slip on the condom was almost too much. Too sexy. Too overwhelming.

"Not long now, Ebony," he promised, trailing his two fingers across my stomach.

They inched further and further down until they pressed into my core, making me cry out. Euphoria. His skilled movements played me perfectly, unreliable in their rhythm. One minute, he went fast and the next, slow. I didn't know what to expect next. All I could do was moan my way through each glorious sensation. Each flick of his long fingers inside me.

"Are you going to let me see you come, darling?" he enquired, sounding far too sexy for his own good.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I jumped over the edge, basking in the greatest orgasm ever experienced. I withered under his hard body, clutching the sheets as a way of suppressing my screams. JESUS. CHRIST!

"Hmm," I sighed, pulling him down for another kiss.

I felt his smirk against my lips and encouraged his hips to sit parallel with my own.

"You ready?" he asked, resting his forehead on mine.

A simple nod was all it took to have him slip inside me, made easier by my natural wetness. I inhaled a sharp breath, overwhelmed by his sudden intrusion. His size. His manliness.

"You good?"

I smirked. "Fantastic!"

He laughed at my enthusiasm and offered me a flick of his hips, silencing me in a second. Oh, wow! His technique was out of this world. The man knew his way around the female body and certainly didn't hold back. Thrust after thrust was bestowed onto me, followed by the low grind of his hips. I met him half way the entire time, clawing at his back as a way of marking my territory. Together, we moaned and sighed. We sweated and smiled. Seeing him in this light was magnificent. He was always so precise, so collective. Now, was completely different. He let go of all expectations as he rocked into me, calling my name over and over again. He looked at me the entire time, taking care of my needs before his. Assertive as ever.

All to soon I felt the return of my orgasm, desperate in its need to let go. I wanted to prolong the inevitable. I wanted this moment with Alex to last a little longer but my body was having none of it. I couldn't help it. Before I knew it, it took hold of my entire being, giving me no option to to cry out in complete pleasure. I bit my lip to muffle my screams, unable to comprehend the things this man was doing to me. He gave way to one last thrust before finishing, resting his forehead against mine whilst whispering my name.

"That was incredible," he panted, gifting my lips one last kiss.

You can say that again!

"What are your views on cuddling after sex?" I asked, suppressing my need to smile.

"I'm open to it if you'll let me be the big spoon," he informed, lying back and opening up his arms.

He swiftly removed the condom as I settled in and instantly began caressing my hair, soothing me into relaxation.

"Ebony?"

"Hmm?"

"You're gorgeous, do you know that?"

I fought against my need to grin, happy to have been put in a position facing away from him.

"You're beautiful, do you know that?" I replied, pushing myself further into his naked body.

His chest vibrated as he laughed, made stronger by his arms wrapping tightly around my stomach. I snuggled further into his hold and found the comfort of being in his arms soon sent me to sleep.

A dream-filled sleep where the only things that mattered were me, Alex and our post-sex cuddling.

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The deed is done!

Will there be a chance for round two?