Where You Belong: Chapter 17

‘Daddy, how long is Alex going to stay with us?’ Sienna asks me while I lie next to her.

After nearly getting caught in the pantry with my pants down, Alexis and I scarfed down our lunch before she disappeared upstairs, and I haven’t seen her since. Now I’m putting Sienna to bed and hoping like hell Alexis will be downstairs when I’m done.

I just want to talk to her. I want to make sure she’s okay after what’s transpired in the last twenty-four hours.

‘Until the end of summer,’ I tell her.

‘How much longer is that?’ she asks.

I do the math in my head, wondering how time has gone by so fast. My chest feels tight at the thought of saying goodbye to Alexis.

‘Three weeks,’ I tell her.

‘I don’t want her to leave,’ Sienna says with a crack in her voice.

It breaks my heart. I didn’t think she would cling so tightly to a nanny within such a short period of time, but I also never expected Alexis to come in and fill the void in our home. She brings so much joy and energy to our lives. It’s going to be hard without her here.

‘Neither do I, sweetheart,’ I admit.

I snuggle closer to Sienna while her eyes get heavy. What are we going to do without Alexis? I know I should cut off whatever has started between the two of us. If it’s this hard to even think about a goodbye, I can’t imagine what it will feel like if things continue down the path they’re going. I’ve already had one woman choose to walk away from me. Can I bear it happening a second time?

When I get back downstairs, I notice I’m alone, and disappointment floods my body. This is getting ridiculous. I told myself I would never feel like this after Angie left. I need to get my shit together.

I need a glass of wine. When I walk into the cellar, I stand there for a second as flashes of this afternoon come flooding back. Fuck, she was going to suck me off in the pantry. What would her mouth feel like wrapped around me?

Dammit! My dick is hard. I grab the Vivino Antinori Tignanello, before I open the bottle, grab a glass, and make my way into my bedroom. There’s nothing like drinking by yourself to remind you just how alone you are in life.

I place the bottle and glass on my nightstand. Reaching behind my head, I pull my shirt off and rid myself of my belt. After I pour myself a glass, I prop myself up on my dark, wooden headboard. The first sip goes down gracefully and showcases its silky tannins. I rest my head on the headboard and close my eyes.

A sudden light tap on my door startles me.

‘Sienna?’ I call quietly.

She normally just opens my door and barges in if she’s had a bad dream or is sick.

‘It’s me,’ Alexis’ silky voice echoes through the door.

I quickly jump up from the bed and place my glass on the nightstand. I take long strides to my door and open it up. She’s standing there in a pair of pink silk shorts and a white tank top. I can see her nipples through her shirt, and I already want them in my mouth.

‘Is everything okay?’ I ask her.

She nods her head up and down. ‘I just couldn’t stop thinking about you. You’ve…ummm…helped me out twice, and I haven’t…at all with you,’ she says nervously.

I bite my lip in an effort to hide the smile that my body wants to display. It’s absolutely adorable that she’s so damn worried about making me feel good. She really has been with some assholes if she thinks it’s more important to please me than to worry about herself.

I want to do it again for her. Making her come is addicting.

‘I told you I didn’t do any of that expecting anything in return.’

‘What if I want to do it?’ she says with a small smile forming on her face.

Fuck, how does a man say no to that? I don’t think I have it in me, but I don’t even have time to respond because she takes a couple steps forward and reaches up on her toes, pressing her lips to mine.

I stand still as our lips slowly slide over each other. Something in me snaps, and I grab the fabric of her shirt and slam her body to mine. I need to feel her soft body against mine. I wrap my arms around her and lift her up, kicking the door shut behind us.

I move us over toward the bed, but when I try to lay her down, she stops and pulls away from me as she shakes her head at me. Without speaking any words, she drops to her knees.

My dick is as hard as a rock at just the sight of her on her knees.

She reaches up and unbuttons my jeans with steady hands. I fucking love the fact that she seems eager to please me. It’s hot as hell.

After she unzips me, her hands come up to the top of my jeans, and pulls them down with my briefs. My dick pops out and bounces in her face. I notice her eyes open wide as she takes me in.

‘Everything alright down there, princess?’ I ask.

Her eyes blink rapidly before landing on me. ‘You’re bigger than anything I’ve ever…’ she trails off.

A slow, wicked grin takes over my face. ‘It’ll fit, baby.’

She reaches up with a hesitant hand. I wonder how long it’s been since she’s touched a man like this. The thought of her with someone else brings up this boiling sense of rage. I quickly squash the thought and focus on watching the beauty in front of me.

When her hand finally wraps around me, my entire body tenses at the sensation. I could blow in seconds; the sight alone is enough to do me in.

Then she starts to slowly move her hand up and down with the perfect grip. She opens her mouth and places my tip on her tongue, and moves her tongue back and forth over the bottom. Her mouth hangs open the entire time while my dick just sits at the entrance of her mouth. It’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever witnessed.

Until precum dribbles out of my dick onto her tongue, and she moans as she pulls away and drinks it up.

‘Holy. Fuck. Baby. Do you like the taste of me on your tongue?’ I growl at her.

She nods her head at me. ‘I want more,’ she tells me before she moves forward to take more of me into her mouth.

My head falls back in complete and utter euphoria as she starts to work her way up and down my shaft.

Why the hell did I think she was going to be this shy and innocent woman in the bedroom? This is downright fucking dirty, and she doesn’t even know it. It’s the pure joy that she is exuding that makes it so damn filthy.

She hollows out her cheeks and really starts to pump me. I can’t help but grab her hair and aggressively tug at it to try to regain some semblance of control, even though she is completely owning me right now. The tingling inside of me starts at the base of my dick. Shit, I’m about to blow.

I pull her hair back as I try to get her off of me so I don’t blow in her mouth, but she isn’t having it. She must know what I’m trying to tell her because she shakes her head and just goes at me harder.

‘Fuck, I’m coming!’ I almost shout at her as my orgasm rips through me.

Several ropes of cum shoot down her throat as she works my entire load from me. When she pops off me, she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

I pull her off the floor and slam my mouth down on hers.

In between kisses, I thank her. ‘That was amazing. I don’t want to know where the hell you learned to do that, but thank you.’

She smiles. ‘I’ve never enjoyed doing it before…until now.’

Fuck. Satisfaction runs through me at her words.

‘Your turn again,’ I whisper into her mouth as my hands start to run up her body.

I start to trail kisses down her neck as she lets out a low moan. I feel her start to pull away, and I catch her line of sight as she stares at the wine.

‘Wine in the bedroom?’ She smiles up at me. ‘Makes sense. You always make wine sound so damn sexy. It seems fitting here in your room.’

I begin to run my fingers up her arms before they glide over her chest.

‘Wine is sexy. Although, it has nothing on you.’

I lightly move the straps of her top off her shoulders as I watch them slide down to her elbows.

‘I don’t know about that,’ she whispers as her breasts expose themselves to me.

I make a low groan at the sight of her perfect tits. ‘Baby, look at you.’

‘The way you talk about wine. I could never imagine you talking about me like that,’ she breathes.

I look over at my glass of wine then back at the beauty in front of me who thinks I can’t make her feel as sexy as my passion. Challenge accepted.

‘Lie down on my bed, Alexis. I’ll prove to you how damn sexy you are.’

She takes a step back and lifts herself up onto my bed before lying all the way down.

‘Good girl. We need to get rid of these.’ I gesture to her clothes as I pull her top down. ‘They’re just gonna get in the way for what I have planned for you.’

When her top reaches her waist, I pull down her silk bottoms as well until she is completely bared to me. I throw her clothes on the floor and reach for the wine glass, then climb on top of her until I’m kneeling over her thighs.

I bring the wine glass up to my nose and inhale.

‘There are nine characteristics that make a wine great, that make it the best thing you’ve ever put in your mouth. Distinctiveness is one of them. Sometimes you try a wine, and it’s no different than a hundred others before them. It doesn’t spark any real difference that makes you stop in your tracks and know that you have something special in front of you,’ I tell her as I drag my fingers down from between her breasts down to her belly button.

I can feel her body shudder underneath my touch. My fingers ascend back up and swirl around each nipple.

‘The moment I saw you, I knew you were distinct. Everything about you draws me further into your orbit. And looking at your body, I know I’ll never see a sexier woman in my life.’

I squeeze a nipple between my thumb and finger. I want her to be with me in this moment. I want her body aware of what I can do to it. Her back arches at the pain, and she releases a slight cry.

I sit back up and take a sip of the wine.

‘Mmmm. The perfect balance, which is another characteristic. You, Alexis, are the perfect balance between beautiful and sexy. Shy and bold. Innocent and sinful. Sweet and sour. You’re everything mixed into one.’

‘Do you want a taste? It’s a Vivino Antinori Tignanello.’

She nods her head, but when she makes an effort to sit up, I stop her.

‘Don’t move. You’ll get a taste when I decide you’re ready,’ I tell her.

I lift the glass just above her stomach and let it drip down into her belly button. The red wine sits there waiting for me, and I begin to kiss and lick around her belly button as she squirms in an effort to stay still.

‘The next one is complexity. A great wine doesn’t just reveal itself all at once. It tells a story over time, reveals itself more as you continue to taste it. Now…open your mouth.’

I move my mouth over to the wine and suck it into my mouth, then I crawl forward with the wine and release it into her open mouth.

‘Leave it on your tongue for a second, then swallow.’

She listens to my instructions, and I watch her throat as she gulps down the contents.

‘As much as I love this wine and its complexity,’ I whisper as my mouth hangs just over hers, our lips brushing as I talk, ‘it’s nothing compared to you. I could spend forever trying to memorize your body.’ I kiss her lips.

‘Its reactions to my touch.’

Kiss.

‘And just when I think I’ve figured everything out, you’ll be there to throw me for another loop.’

I move my mouth to kiss her neck.

‘But more than the complexity of your body, there’s your mind and heart. They are just as sexy and layered as your body.’

‘Gabriel,’ she whispers as her hand lands on the back of my neck.

I continue to trail kisses down her collarbone until I reach her breasts. I grab both of them in each hand and begin to knead, leaning forward and wrapping my lips around one of her nipples. Fuck, she tastes so damn good. I need to taste her again before I lose my mind.

I scoot down the bed until my face is exactly where it wants to be. I use one hand to move her thigh over so I can get the view I want.

‘Length is another one,’ I tell her before my tongue takes a long swipe up her center. ‘The better the wine, the longer the flavors last on your tongue. I could taste you for hours today after my face was buried in your pussy.’

She lets out a gasp when my lips wrap around her clit and suck. When I put my fingers inside her and feel her wetness dripping down them, my dick twitches.

‘Gabriel,’ she begs. ‘More.’

I moan into her clit as I quicken my strokes, and she starts to pant. She grabs me by the hair and pulls my head up, and as soon as I look into her eyes, I see pure desire.

‘I want more. I want you inside of me.’

I rise up onto my hands. I wasn’t expecting to have sex tonight. For some reason, foreplay was always the only thing on the table for me. I’m used to only sleeping with random women that mean nothing to me since Angie left. Sleeping with Alexis feels dangerous, but right now, the thought of burying my dick inside of her is too tempting. And the possibility of hurting her feelings when she’s asking me for something so monumental for her would be too much.

I move forward until our lips are together, and our tongues stroke each other. She moans into my mouth.

‘Mmmm. I taste myself on you. I’ve never tasted myself.’

‘What do you think?’

‘I like it. We’ll see how long it lasts on my tongue,’ she whispers before she reaches up and brings our lips back together.

Fuck! She doesn’t even realize how dirty that is.

‘Damn, you keep talking to me like that, I’m not sure if I’ll be able to hold back.’

She smiles shyly at me. ‘So, do you have condoms?’

I sit up and grab a condom out of my nightstand. Before I begin to open it, I move myself on top of her and look into her eyes.

‘Are you sure you want to do this?’ I ask her. ‘I know you’ve only done it with one person, and I don’t want to pressure you.’

‘You’re not pressuring me at all. I want this, but I might not be able to…’ She raises her eyebrows suggestively.

I bite my lip as I smile down at her. ‘I doubt it, but if that happens…I’ll go right back down there with my tongue, baby. I promise as long as you’re with me, I’ll take care of you, and I’ll never make you feel bad about it.’

I lean down and offer a chaste kiss before pulling away to get back on my knees. I grab the condom off the bed and tear it open, Alexis watching me intently as I roll it down, her intense stare making my dick jump in excitement.

‘How long has it been for you, Alexis?’ I ask, feeling oddly nervous, like it’s my own first time.

‘Four years,’ she speaks softly. ‘But you’re extremely big compared to the other guy.’

Knowing the dipshit who made her afraid of sex has a small dick makes me oddly happy. Maybe I don’t need to find him and beat the crap out of him. He has a lifetime of only giving women inadequate sexual experiences.

‘This is gonna sting for a bit,’ I tell her as I lay my body on top of hers.

I don’t make any move to line myself up yet. I want to get her warmed back up so she’s completely ready to take me.

Putting the weight on one arm, I use the other to run my fingers over her breasts and then down to her pussy. I place two fingers inside her and curl them up to repeatedly hit her in her most sensitive spot. I reclaim her lips as I crush them to mine, my tongue exploring the recesses of her mouth.

I pull back and watch her jaw fall slack when my thumb starts to rub over her clit. She’s so wet that I can hear the slapping sounds each time my hand hits her walls. She is squirming beneath me, and it’s tempting not to make her come right here.

‘I think you’re ready for me. I remove my hand and roll back over her.

Once I line myself up, I grip one of her hands above her head with mine before I inch forward. She hisses as the first couple inches of me enter her. I wait for her to adjust for a second before sliding the rest of the way in.

‘Holy shit,’ she screams, squeezing my hand.

‘I’m sorry, baby. I’m all the way in now.’ I offer kisses to her cheeks and neck. ‘Tell me when I can start to move.’

She wiggles and adjusts herself underneath me, which makes my dick want more, but I wait patiently for her.