Chapter 22 WRONG DOOR RIGHT COCK pt 2
Emily sank to her knees eagerly, the water forming a pool around her. Taking him in her mouth, as much as she could. He was so big, stretching her lips. She began sucking up and down his dick, her hands stroking what she couldn't fit in her mouth.
"Fuck, Emily, you're killing me," he groaned, holding one hand behind her hair and another grabbing her hair. "This is so good."
She looked up at him, eyes playful through the steam. "Like that? Want more?"
"Hell yes." He pulled her up after a minute, before he would cum. "Not yet, princess. I want to nut inside you."
Emily looked around. “Not here, Alex.”
They washed each other, soapy hands exploring each other with Emily teasing his nipples. "You're built like a god, you know that?"
He laughed, pressing her breasts, tugging lightly as they shook. "And you're my goddess…Jake's a lucky bastard. He doesn't realise that."
She felt guilty as he mentioned Jake's name. She shoved the feeling off, replacing it with excitement, making her bolder. “Shut up and kiss me.”
Finally, they were done, but the heat between them didn't cool. They rinsed off, Alex grabbed towels. "Bedroom. Now."
Emily heart was beating. They dried each other hastily, stumbling into his room. It smelled like him. He pushed her onto the bed gently, crawling over her.
"You're sure you want this, we could stop now?" he asked, voice intense but caring.
She pulled him down. "Fuck me, Alex. Hard."
He didn't need more invitation. He positioned himself between her legs, the head of his cock teasing her entrance. "You're so tight," he murmured as he pushed in slowly.
Emily gasped, the stretch sending sweet sensation. "Oh my god, you're huge."
He inched in bit by bit, letting her adjust. "Tell me if it's too much."
"No, it's perfect. Moorre." She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper.
Once his shaft was fully in, he paused, both of them breathing heavy. "You feel amazing."
"Yesssss…Move," she begged, pushing him impossibly deeper.
He started moving his waist, slowly at first, building rhythm. The bed made creaking sounds. Emily moved under him, moaning with each stroke. "Faster, Alex. Please."
He obliged, pounding harder. "Like that? You like my cock filling you?"
"Yes! Fuck, yes." Her words were breathless. "Jake never fucks me like this."
Alex growled and stopped, flipping her on her hands and knees. "Good. This is our dirty secret." He slammed back in, holding her ponytail, pulling lightly.
Emily pushed back, loving the dominance. "Hit harder. Make me yours."
He tugged her head back to kiss her sloppily. His other hand reached around, rubbing her clit. "Cum for me again, Emily. Squeeze me."
Her second orgasm came moving through her like fire. "Alex! I'm cuming!"
He thrust in faster, following soon after, thrusting deep and groaning her name as he filled her with his seeds. They collapsed, gasping for breath.
"Holy shit," she panted, grinning at him. "That was insane."
He chuckled, kissing her shoulder. "Yeah. But Jake can't know about this."
The guilt hit her then, so did the thrill. "He won't. For now."
They remained that way, catching their breath, before reality hit them. "He could be back soon," Emily said, sitting up.
Alex nodded, helping her dress. "Act normal. But damn, that was worth it.”
Back in the living room, they acted like nothing happened. Emily fixed her hair, heart still racing. Jake was returned an hour later, she greeted him with a kiss, but her mind replayed Alex's touch.
"Hey, babe. Miss me?" Jake asked, pulling her close.
"You have no idea," she replied, her tone playful with a touch of hiddem secrets. Inside, guilt ate her, but she craved more of that sin.
As they slept together that night, Emily's thought of Alex down the hall. She fingered herself quietly, remembering his thick huge cock entering her, the way he made her scream when he pinned hard. Was it wrong? Totally. But oh, so addictive.
The next morning, Jake had an early class, Emily was left alone. She couldn't focus on work, he body wanted more of Alex. Alex walked out of his room, shirtless, and smirking. “Morning, roomie-in-law.”
She blushed. Talk of the devil and he appears. "Hey. About yesterday..."
He stepped closer, voice low. "You look like you're thinking about my cock or regrets?"
"No.Yes." she replied, deep down she wanted his hands over her. "But we shouldn't..."
"Shouldn't what?" His hand brushed her arm, intentionally.
Emily glanced at the door, Jake gone for hours, might return any time soon."Fuck it." She pulled him into a kiss, it was intense and needy. They found their way to the couch, zippers opening, clothes flying. Alex pinned her down, his mouth on her neck. "Tell me you want this."
"I want you," she gasped. "Fuck me like you own me."
He entered her roughly, both moaning. "You're so wet for me already."
"Because you're so big," she teased, wrapping legs around him. "Jake's sweet, but you... you wreck me."
Alex thrust harder, placing his hand over her mouth to muffle her cries. "Shh, the neighbors might hear."
She bit his hand playfully. "Let them. Make me scream."
He turned her over, taking her from behind, spanking her ass as they bounced on her cock. "Like that? Naughty girl."
"Yesssss! Harder!"
They came together, collapsing in a heap. "We have to stop," she said we they settled.
He grinned. "Sure. Until next time."
And there was a next time. And another. Sneaking around became their thing; quickies in the laundry room, blowjobs in his car while Jake shopped.
One evening, Jake planned a movie night. Emily sat in their mild, tension in the air. Alex's hand crept up her thigh.
"Stop," she murmured, but her legs parted.
His fingers teased her through panties. "Make me."
She bit her lip, stifling moans as Jake laughed at the screen. Alex fingered her to orgasm right there, her body shaking silently.
Later, in bed with Jake, he sensed something. "You okay, babe? You seem distracted lately."
"Na…I'm Just tired," she lied, guilt building. But the excitement won. She texted Alex: "Tomorrow?"
His reply: "I can't wait."
Their affair continued. Jake visited his family one weekend. Emily gave an excuse "stayed for work," but really, she and Alex fucked everywhere, even on Jake's bed.
"You're mine this weekend," Alex muttered, tying her wrists with his belt.
Emily laughed breathlessly. "Prove it."
He did, edging her for hours, tongue and fingers driving her wild. "Beg for it."
"Please, Alex! Fuck me!"
When he finally did, it was explosive. They talked about their dreams, fears. "Jake's great, but you got me," she confessed.
"I know," he said softly. "But this can't last."
It didn't. Jake started noticed the change, her countenance when the had sex, like she wasn't feeling him, the strange scents somewhat like Alex's, odd glances between her and Alex. He was going to confront her.
But until then, Emily continued in her secret affair, her body alive in ways it never was before. Secrets were dangerous, but damn, they felt good.