Cloud 9

She anxiously loan him her assistance, he switched his hold on her spine again as she yanked on the soaked shirt. He cupped her fullness taking a bud in his ravenous mouth. His hard pecks pressed to her immersed naked body. She blew out a gush of air her fingers prowled up his broad back. Her eyelids winded down slightly before she could flinch she was sprawled on the seat, her forehead below the door frame.

“Be mine?” He rasped nuzzling her ear making her let out a puff.

She sealed his mouth with hers to shut him up. Her legs tied a triangle around his hips drawing in his pelvis with a good tug. She wouldn’t let him go or try and torture her body a second time.

“Dear lord,” He winced, gritting to the gratifying feel of her sex.

She ran her frisky nails through his damp blond strands. “Please me, Alexander or suffer.” She craftily threatened, nibbling across his jaw.

He squirmed.

The pressure was too much. The billionaire was steaming. He hungered for her so bad.

Gina felt him lunge. Her ribcage responded with a sharp hunch. He moved slow, in and out prodding her sensitive walls. She smiled in victorious satisfaction. Alex panted his hot breathe grazed her cheek. He was rippling, moist and burning. Increasing his pace, pumping deep, her chest shook.

Her mind was destined for cloud nine; letting out a strong groan. His movements became longer and more powerful, electricity burst inside her. She cringed. His pants were hoarse and louder. She clutched the door handle with both hands. Alex spooned her body, his thrusts deep and thirsty for more. Every melody that escaped sent him into overdrive. He took her lips feeling the walls about to convulse. He moved with animalistic passion. Another intense groan flew out her.

Cloud nine was no longer in plain sight.

She had landed.

Her hands fell to her now shaggy hair trying to catch what air she could manage. Eyes slowly getting foggy. The look of ecstasy on Alex reaching his peak as her juices flowed faded bit by bit. Everything was casted blank. She could feel tender hands grazing her cheek, the scraping sound of a window being winded. Whirls of breeze caused her to hum, but soon felt warm muscles embracing heartily. She drifted with the moving vehicle.

Later, her eyelid unfolded in tiny crescents.

The glimmer of Alex lifting her numb limbs and putting the torn dress over her arms seemed just a dream.

“We’re here, Hot Legs.”

She swore she heard the faint voice rasped.

She was clung against a toned chest and in motion once more. Melting cologne pierced her sense of smell before it was accompanied by aromas of salted steam, rosemary, vinegar, beef and cayenne pepper.

***

The sunlight shimmered over the full interior wheeling over her face buried into the feathery pillow. Hugging the snug duvet to her skin flipping she yielded a puppy yawn. The sheer soft, cozy feeling made her never want to rise from the very sound sleep but the clattering noise wouldn’t allow her. Why is that thing even on? Rubbing her tire eyes she sat against the headboard emerging from beneath the duvet her boobs getting exposed.

She slammed her hand on the alarm machine until it was dead.

“Oh.” She covered herself then realized she was completely naked under the sheets. Gina hopped out the ruffled bed rushing to fasten into a towel robe and began filling the ample tub with lukewarm water. She left the room looking around the parlor section, powder room, kitchenette then balcony. Where is he?

She frowned disappointedly, expecting to have awaken in his arms to the gorgeous smug face he possessed. She gritted. Gina couldn’t believe that she actually willingly wanted to wake up next to someone. It was an element of previous relations which naturally eluded her.

She stretched her tense limbs.

Her body felt slightly sore and dehydrated, but positively sexually rejuvenated.

Alex had the ability to compel her nerves do the Cha Cha before burning them to ashes. She sighed returning to the sanctuary of a cleansing bathe after last night she could be developing a cold at any time.

After a morning sigh, she poured the coconut-almond soap into the water and stirring the bubbles with her hand. A brown box was placed inside the sink which was apparently meant for her. Rudy will be there by ten to take you to me. Don’t ask just obey. If you’re wondering what to wear open the lid.

-Love you, Hot Legs

A.F.

She arch a brow reading the note. Flinging her hair behind her shoulders. Her lips curve into small smile.

Don't ask just obey.

She shook her head. What was he up to this time?

Looking at the simple instructions conceiving a guess of an early brunch-violinists, croissants and juice cocktails in her cynical pondering mind.

Gina removed the Adidas high top trainers, light grey skinny sweatpants and scarlet T-shirt from the box. Okay, he was definitely granted my fascination and curiosity, she snickered to herself. Before cringing repugnantly when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Frisky bird-nest-messy hair, mascara, eyeliner and blue eye shadow mixed muggy-dried leaking in patterns around her droopy eyes. She resembled some frightening creature out of a horror flick.

“Holy shit,” she let out.

How in the world was he not repelled by me? She gritted in disgust untying the robe. Heading directly into the tub full of fragrant bubbles.