Loving the Candidate (Capitol Affairs #2) (4 page)

The warm, inviting ocean breeze reminded me of the times when Veena and I would sneak down to the lake during the summer and stay out all day. Living near Cleveland, we had Lake Erie, and what we called a beach. I would pretend I was by the ocean, dreaming of the day I would have a summer home to come to. Veena would be dark brown, and I would resemble a boiled lobster. The recognizable aroma of coconut tanning lotion took me to another world. I fell asleep for a few minutes, and jumped up, afraid of becoming charred. After basking in the warmth, enjoying the breeze, and reading for about an hour, I went inside to make lunch. Alex wasn’t where I had left him on the back porch reading. He called from upstairs. As soon as I walked up the steps to the second floor, he grabbed me in front of the bedroom.

“Aren’t you supposed to be busy reading or working on your speech?” I asked, smiling at him. I had hoped to sneak into the bathroom and take a quick shower. His touch set my body on fire, and his hands on my oily skin sent a wave of arousal throughout me. Standing there with a smile in the sun-drenched room, Alex sent me into an erotic frenzy.

“I got bored.” He pulled me into the bedroom and pushed me against the bed.

A coastal summer breeze wisped through the stifling hot room. He kissed me, untying my bikini top. I slapped his hands away, playfully. He tried to get me to lie back, pushing me up against the bed. His cock was already hard and straining against his shorts.

“I love your tits in that top. I watched you lying on the beach in this new bikini I love. You were making me hard. Do you feel my cock?”

“I do feel something, Alex. Shouldn’t you be working on your speech? We can do this later after I’m cleaned up.”

“These tits are perfect, so beautiful and full.” He completely ignored what I said. I held myself up by the headboard, with no success. He was so much bigger, and when he wanted me, he couldn’t be stopped. It was primal and fierce. I felt myself surrender.

“Alex, not now, I need a shower. I’ve been sweating in the sun, and there’s sand in dark places I’m sure you don’t want to deal with.” The sand in my suit and hair was quite noticeable. I tried to break free from him, but he wasn’t having it. He held me tight, continued to kiss me, and play with my breasts.

“I want you hot and sweaty. Take off your suit and lie on the bed. You are beautiful, by the way, all sun-kissed and sleepy. I love when you don’t wear makeup, and your hair is up. It drives me nuts when you are barefoot. It reminds me of the night I came here to get you. You were right out of the shower, all warm, and soft. You looked so adorable,” he said. He pushed me up against the bed, and there was no stopping him. Unfamiliar music played softly in the background. It was erotic and rhythmic. I closed my eyes. The beat of the music and the utter ecstasy he took me to was almost enough to make me forget the sand in my bikini.

“Yes, fresh out of the shower. Come on, it will take five minutes to clean up certain parts of me. You can help,” I said. He loved when we took showers together.

“I don’t have five minutes. I want you now. Baby, relax. Nothing about you is gross. I have tasted every inch of you, and I plan on doing it again. Right now, as a matter of fact.”

He let his breath graze my ear as he bit it lightly. I gasped. I closed my eyes and let his dominance take over. Everything stopped the moment he wanted me.

“Alex, I need to take—” His mouth covered mine, and I was no longer able to hold out. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. My gaze slid down his body. He was the epitome of power even in his shorts. His hair, curly and messed up, made me want to grab onto it. His body, sweaty and heavy, lay on top of me. He pulled my bikini bottoms down with a flick of his fingers.

Even in the heat of the room, the sensation of his hot body astounded me. I loved how his skin burned on me, soft and manly. The muscles in his neck and arms strained as he looked down at me. His eyes looked dark and intense, telling me this wasn’t going to be a quick fuck. It was going to be slow and sensuous. I knew from experience that he was in the mood to delightfully torture me. This man was so good in bed; nothing could’ve stopped me from letting him overtake me. The pulse of my heart beat in my ears, keeping time with the throbbing of my clit.

“You are such a bad boy, Alex.”

“You make me a bad boy, Prudence,” he whispered.

“You always get your way with me.” I was under him and grabbed his hair. His cheeks flushed, and his lips looked hungry and full. I adored him like that. The scruff on his face was perfect, and such a turn-on.

“Baby, relax and lie back. I want to try something.”

I let my body melt into the bed as he kissed his way down to my nipples, sucking and licking them. I felt every stroke of his warm tongue dance across each nipple as he licked as slow as possible. He covered each one of my breasts with his hungry mouth and sucked them hard, pulling up on each one. Even with my fear of being gross from not having showered, I succumbed to his lavishing attention. Shower or no shower, he was determined to have his way, so I gave in and went with it.

“You taste like summer with this tanning oil all over your luscious body. Dear God, even with you spending hours out in the sun, I can’t get enough of you,” he said. I was so turned on; I didn’t care about anything.

He took his shirt off while he kissed my breasts. I tugged on his shorts to get them off him. My body was on fire, and I wanted something of his inside me. His cock stuck out of his boxers, and I had to have it. I pushed his shorts down to his knees, and Alex stepped out of them. I waited for him to fill me with every mouthwatering inch.

Taking one of five, pink, satin ties from the nightstand, he covered my eyes. The anticipation and mystery turned me on more by the second. Alex loved sex, and he loved talking dirty to me, but he wasn’t usually one to try anything different, or kinky. This was a new Alex, and I had no idea where it was coming from.

“Lie back. I have a surprise for you. If you don’t like it, we can stop.” His voice sounded raspy and low.

“No, this is fun. It is making me ache for you, Alex.”

“Spread your legs for me nice and wide, and bend your knees.” He hovered over me with his hand going to my wet cunt. I let my knees fall apart, and I lifted my hips to try to grind into his hand.

“That’s it, baby. There is nothing better than looking at your wet, swollen cunt, besides tasting it and knowing it is mine. It’s so bare and waiting for me.” His breath blew on my most intimate part, fiery hot. His scruff scraped against my inner thigh.

“Oh, Alex. I want you so bad.” The mattress squeaked as he got off the bed.

The sensation of satin gliding across my body aroused me. It brushed against my skin, sending goose bumps emerging from head to toe. My pulse raced.

“Put your arms up over your head.” I gave in and let him take control. I wanted to lose myself in the moment.

Alex gently took my wrists and kissed along my inner arm to my elbows. The sensation was indescribable, as the wetness of his lips, and the satin on my skin, was almost too much. The mystery added to the intensity.

“What’s going on here, Alex?” I pushed my hips up to him.

I felt him tie one of the satin strips to my wrist and the gentle tug told me I was tied to the bedpost. He repeated with the other wrist.

“Alex.”

His mouth covered mine. My cunt throbbed, and I couldn’t help but close my thighs tight to keep from orgasming. I couldn’t see him, but I felt him smiling as he trailed his kisses down to my stomach. His tongue delved into my belly button for a second before he continued to travel down, making me want him more. When he reached my inner thighs, I spread my legs, hoping he would ravish me with his tongue. Instead, he lovingly took each foot and tied my ankles to the bedposts. I was open and at his mercy. Once my feet were tied to the bed, he lightly let his fingertips brush behind my knee and down my calf. I shivered and my body tensed, pulling against the ties.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked from the foot of the bed.

“No, it is … Oh God, it feels so good, Alex.”

I anticipated what was to come next. The mattress moved and I had no idea what he had planned. The blindness was different and a little unnerving. However, because it was Alex, I didn’t mind. I heard him breathing and the rhythmic music in the background.

“Oh Prudence, you are so beautiful. I love looking at you like this. You make me so glad I’m a man, and I’m yours.” He lay next to me, by my hips.

I wanted to touch him. Sweat covered my body. I felt him move. Something clanked in a glass. Cold, wet caressed my lips. I arched, wanting to taste him. He trailed his fingers down my chin and to my throat. He reached my breasts and circled each one of my nipples, not touching them. I needed him to touch them. My body arched farther as I lifted my entire back off the bed, begging

“Oh, God.” I couldn’t touch him like I wanted. I was used to grabbing onto him and holding him. This was different. Ice touched my hard nipples one at a time, making them more sensitive, more needy for his mouth. The heat from his mouth was on my body. I smelled his shampoo and felt the tickle of his wavy hair on my face as he kissed my neck. I needed to grab onto him, so I pulled on the restraints.

“Do you want me to untie you?”

I shook my head. My legs quivered.

He worked his mouth down my body. I looked forward to more ice.

“How is it? Are you still okay with this?”

My moans told him how much I liked it. The mattress moved again and this time he inserted something cold inside my hot begging cunt.

“What is that?”

As soon as it went inside me it began to melt and Alex devoured me with a ravenous need. It hit me what he’d put inside me; I’d noticed him eating a Popsicle the other day.

After each fast stroke of the Popsicle, he licked me. The awareness of cold and wet, and the warm and soft sensation of his tongue were tremendously sensual. He acted as if he was famished and I was his last meal. He rubbed the cold treat on my engorged clit, and blew his hot breath on it. I pulled at the restraints, forgetting I was tethered to the bed. Alex was being so different, so naughty. I loved seeing a new side of him. I wouldn’t let anyone other than Alex do something like this to me. He closed his mouth over my clit and sucked lightly. The climax was forceful and I couldn’t hold back the moans that escaped me. Repeatedly, the wave took hold of my body as I bucked against the restraints, feeling every pulsating sensation. He didn’t stop.

“Alex, come here.” I panted and squirmed. He climbed up my sweaty body, kissing me. He lifted up the tie to gaze into my eyes.

“Did you like it? Your cunt is so delicious, it melts in my mouth.”

He looked up at me, smiling with red cherry stains on his lips and around his mouth.

“It’s heaven. Untie me now so I can touch you.” I smiled. I was in awe of him and he took my breath away every time.

“Oh, I just got started. I’m nowhere near done with you yet.” This was the classic line he used with me all the time. He repositioned the tie and started his way back down my sweaty body.

“I won’t look at Popsicles the same.”

“I will never eat a Popsicle the same,” he said. I heard the ice in his glass clank again. He must have put an ice cube in his mouth. He let it graze my sweaty body. He ran it over my stomach, hips, breasts and, my nipples. He untied my wrists and ankles and I heard the clang of the ice. I pushed the tie off my eyes. I grabbed him tight. He put his fingers deep inside me. With the ice between his teeth, we both sucked on it until it melted. He took out his fingers and plunged into me as I warmed around him. I wrapped my legs around him and came again. My body shook, and my legs seemed to be unable to move. Minutes later, his hot cum jetted inside me. He collapsed on my legs and kissed my neck.

“Stock the freezer when we get home.” I said, lying under him as I caught my breath.

“I already did. I called Mark and told him we needed a case of Popsicles. I told him Kennedy ate them before a big speech. I think he bought it. ”

“How did you come up with this and the blindfold? Alex, I love it. Have you been watching porn with Ashe? What else do you have in store for me?” It was a joke between the guys that Ashe had a large collection of porn on his computer.

“No, I have not been watching porn with another guy. I don’t need to when I have you. I wanted to do something different and cover your eyes so you wouldn’t know what I was doing. The sensation would be stronger if you didn’t see it. All I want to do is make love to you and please you. I thought you’d might like something different.”

“What’s this music?”

“I’m not too sure. Ashe gave it to me and said it is hot. They’re called Portishead?”

“Oh really? You don’t need Ashe’s advice in the bedroom, by the way. I do like it. The rhythm is perfect.”

“It is. It goes along with my thrusts,” he smiled. We both started to laugh.

Our bodies meshed, sweaty, and still hungry for each other. I ran my hands across his dewy soft skin. His hands found my ass, pulling me up so I straddled him. Nothing mattered but our need for each other. In that bedroom on the beach, nothing mattered except our love. He made love to me again before we headed to the shower, both sticky and exhausted.

We made our favorite Conrad chicken and drank wine until we were loopy. We sat outside on the beach, with a fire, and listened to old music. We talked into the night. It was a wonderful day. A day I wouldn’t forget. Moments with only the two of us would soon be rare. There would be times when we wouldn’t see each other for a while. I had to enjoy every minute I had with him .

Around six the next morning, Alex and I went for a run on the beach. Since he was a morning person, he wanted to get it in before it got too hot. I loved working out in the early morning, so I got up ready to go, but with a slight headache from the wine. We ran into Senator Dan Esposito, who was also jogging along the shore with his dog. He and Alex had become good friends and had similar stances on several issues.

“Hey, Esposito. What are you doing up and moving before noon?” Alex joked. They stopped and shook hands.