Authors: Ambrielle Kirk
Alexia tasted better than the pineapples. His mouth watered as he rolled his tongue over the taut bud. She grabbed the back of his head just as he sucked her nipple between his lips. Her back arched as she offered herself freely. He moved from one nipple to the other, giving each the same undivided attention, and watched as each puckered to perfection.
Her body tensed as he moved from her breasts to her belly. He unzipped her shorts, and then pulled them open slightly to kiss at her waist and the sensitive area under her belly button. The shorts dropped to the floor and she stepped out of them.
He blew against her silk panties, and grinned when her legs quivered against his hand. There was much pleasure in seeing her react to his most intimate touches for the first time. His fingers pushed past the lace edge of her panties and stroked the soft flesh that hid behind it.
Shawn groaned and his balls grew taut. He felt ready to burst by just touching her pussy. How would he handle himself when he was inside her warmth? He found her center, and glided his finger up and down the dampened slit. Dipping two fingers inside her heat, he watched her face as a look of bliss overwhelmed her. Her moans echoed throughout the kitchen.
He glanced down to admire her. She was freshly waxed. He could tell the way his fingers glided effortlessly across her skin. Grasping her thighs, he kissed the top of her mound, just above her clit.
She grabbed his hand and pushed him away gently. “What are you doing?”
“I want to know what it sounds like when you come.”
She closed her eyes and visibly swallowed.
He took that chance and scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the living room, sitting her on the couch. Her thighs fell open and he pulled her panties to one side. Plump, rosy flesh glistened with her slick juices.
“You have such a pretty pussy,” he whispered. He parted her lips to view the swollen red bud in the center. As he pushed his index finger inside of her, she tightened around him. “It’s tight.” He slid in and out slowly, watching her expression turn from lust to hunger.
“Yes, I will do just that.” He dipped lower to kiss her pussy again, longing to taste her.
She tried to squeeze her legs shut. “With your fingers…only.”
He obliged without hesitation, pumping into her with slow and sure strokes at first.
“Oh my gosh.” Her head hit the back of the chair cushions.
Her pussy welcomed the second finger he inserted. He used his free hand and thumb to stroke her clit as he thrust into her. He couldn’t help himself and he kissed the insides of her thighs as he worked. She didn’t seem to mind as her breathing increased. The tips of his fingers stroked her G-spot on the upstroke. He studied her intently, making mental note of how much pressure to apply. Her legs fell open even more. It was proof that she had relaxed…and proof that she was on the verge of her climax. Her moisture served as lubrication as he worked her clit.
Her moans were like a sweet melody when she came. He continued the strokes through her climax. Her entire body shook and she grabbed and the chair cushion beneath her. As she trembled in the aftermath, he showered kisses across her thighs and belly. And all the way up to her nipples and neck.
“That was beautiful,” he whispered.
“Yes, it was.” She smiled. “Let’s continue.”
He took her hand and guided it to his raging erection. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She answered him with a long lingering kiss. “I know you want to fuck me.”
“And I thought you were innocent.” He grinned, and stood and freed himself of his pants and underwear.
“I may be innocent, Shawn, but I know what I want.” She slid a hand down her belly and fingered her clit. “Hurry.”
“That’s right.” He reached down and stroked his own dick. “Play with that pretty pussy.”
“Do you like to watch?” She dipped two fingers in and out herself.
“You…yes.” He grabbed a condom from his wallet and slid it down his erection in record time. The sight of her stroking her swollen clit had him frozen to the spot. But, he wanted nothing more than to take her and revel inside her warmth. Licking his lips, he bent to take the fingers that pleasured her pussy and slipped them between his lips. Just as he expected, she tasted of honey.
Shawn couldn’t wait any longer. He knelt over her and placed his head at her opening. She wrapped her legs around his waist, causing him to sink into her even more. She was tiny, and his bulbous dick pulsed against her insides. He captured her gaze and sunk his long dick into her opening. Her eyes widened and she cried out in surprise. He bit his bottom lip to keep from cursing. Euphoria overtook him, and it felt like he had just entered heaven. She was so fucking tight that he hesitated to move at first. As he settled into her more, her moisture coated him and she started to loosen up.
He thrust into her slowly…softly at first. The sight of his dick pumping in and out of her pussy nearly sent him over the edge. His body shuddered in anticipation of his release, but he wanted to stay in this pussy as long as possible. Her canal hugged him like a glove.
He kissed her slightly open lips, and then held her legs back against her chest for deeper penetration. He pounded into her harder. Bliss washed over her face, and in that moment, she cried out as she climaxed. Nothing could hold him back now. He gave in, and his orgasm rushed through him in waves.
“Alexia.” His thrusts slowed, but his cum still pulsed from him.
Shawn collapsed on the sofa beside her, but still held her in his embrace. Their bodies were dampened with sweat, and the scent of sex and pineapples.
Something compelled him to remain in her arms. He wanted this feeling, whatever it was, to last forever.
“I didn’t think to buy more wine at the grocery store this morning. Hadn’t realized that this meeting would be so stressful.” Alexia swiped a piece of stray hair off her forehead for the tenth time. “You remind me of Dad. He would have been this stubborn on branding too.”
David DeRosa tossed the magazine flyer on the coffee table and took another swig of beer. “And you remind me of Aunt Cassandra. Always wanting things your way.” His grinned suddenly turned to a frown. “I know you miss your parents just as much as I do, but they were like a mom and dad to me too. They took my bad ass in when no one else would. Not even my parents would give me another chance, but they did.”
David was her first and oldest cousin. He’d lived with Alexia and her parents for a short stint after being suspended from school for skipping classes too many times and acting out with his teachers. Alexia’s dad, who was also David’s uncle, agreed to take him in after his mother decided she couldn’t deal with the stress. Mr. Reilly had a soft spot for family, especially blood relatives.
Over the course of two years of living with them, he earned his way back into high school, graduated with all honors, and attended a top Ivy League school. No one doubted he had the brains to do so, but David could not stay out of trouble. It seemed to follow him wherever he went.
Just over a year ago, when she’d decided to expand the business she knew that David would be a vital key person. After all, he was family, and she trusted him.
“I’m glad you’re finally here,” she said. “I couldn’t have gotten up to this point without you.”
“We’re in this together, Alex. Always, right?”
She nodded. “What are your plans? Have you decided whether to move?”
“My condo has an offer on it at this very moment,” he said. “I think it’s time I moved back home.”
“You mom is happy about that, I bet.”
“She’s one of the reasons why I made the ultimate decision to move. I really do miss her. Can’t get any good southern style cookin’ up in Jersey.”
Alexia laughed. “What about your girlfriend? The one you talked about all the time.”
His facial expression turned sour, and she could tell she’d struck a bad cord.
“I’m single.” He took another swig of beer.
“Want to talk about it?”
“Nothing to talk about.” He shuffled some papers around on the coffee table.
The door buzzer rang.
Unless her promotional package arrived early, she didn’t recall agreeing to have anyone over. She went to push the microphone button on the door phone near the door.
Instinctively, the corners of her mouth turned up into a grin. She hadn’t seen him since having several rounds of blazing hot sex with him Saturday evening. Their conversations in the days that followed were short. Shawn had been out of town on business trips, and she’d had tons of paperwork to finalize.
“Come on up.” She pushed the green button to let him in.
“Who was that guy?” David asked when she turned around.
“Shawn, my financial planner.”
“You have the most stupid grin on your face.” He laughed. “Alex, are you seeing someone?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“What do you mean it’s none of my business?” He came to stand in front of her, arms crossed. “You’re like a little sister to me?”
He pointed at his chest. “I’m the oldest.”
“I’ll just see what this Shawn is all about when he gets up here,” he said in a dismissive tone.
“Don’t patronize him,” she said just as there was a knock at the door.
When she opened the it, Shawn stood on the other side in what appeared to be his business attire minus the blazer. He held a bag in one hand. By the delicious smell, there was no doubt that he came with food.
“Hi.” He used his free hand to palm the underside of her chin, pulling her in for a kiss.
His lips were soft, and she welcomed the taste of him. It reminded her of cinnamon and coffee. She parted her lips to let their tongues join in unison. The kiss made her want to forget everything. Everything, but being cradled in his arms. It had only been three days since that sinful night of rounds of sex, but she missed the feel of him.
David cleared his throat loudly behind them, and she jumped back to reality.
“I’m sorry.” Shawn looked back and forth from her to David. “Did I interrupt something?”
“No.” Alexia took his hand, pulled him inside, and closed the door. “Shawn, this is David. He will be the CFO of my newly formed company.” She turned to David. “Shawn is my financial planner. He’ll be advising me with my personal finances.”
The two men shook hands, staring at each other, indifferently.
“Nice to meet you,” Shawn said, then turned to address her. “I wasn’t barging in on anything, was I? I can return later.”
“No, you can stay. David and I were just wrapping up.”
“Oh?” David’s arched one of his eyebrows. “We were?”
She pressed her lips together and glared at her stubborn cousin. “Call me tomorrow morning.”
At that moment, David’s cell phone rang. He glanced down at it, took one last look at her and Shawn, and said, “I’ll call you later tonight.”
With that, he let himself out.
Shawn’s forehead still wrinkled, and he looked confused as he looked at the door. “Was that your ex or something?”
She laughed. “You’re funny.”
“No. Do you really think I would do business with an ex?”
“A boyfriend?” His eyes widened.
“David is my cousin.”
“Oh. My bad.”
She’d never thought he could be the jealous type. He had so much going for him, and could date any woman he chose with his good looks and social status. He didn’t exactly have a squeaky clean reputation when it came to women though. Back in high school, he’d been known for stealing his friends’ girlfriends. It made Alexia wonder why he would be pursuing her at all. She seemed to have two instinctive motives that pulled her in two very different directions. She’d had nothing but positive experiences with Shawn, but was it a trick? Was it just a ploy to get her in bed?
The sex was good. But was the promise of mind blowing orgasms worth getting her heart broken over? No, her heart wasn’t in this. Couldn’t be. They were just friends. A friend who she found pleasure in being with.
Alexia wrapped her arms around Shawn’s waist, hugging him close. “How was your trip back? I thought you were staying all week.”
He returned the hug. “We finished up early. It turned out well. I’ve decided that I definitely want to make partner.”
She pulled back and glanced up at him. “You’ll be much busier then.”
“Not too much busier. I’m already working the max hours now.”
“I’m glad you stopped by.” She smiled, tugging at this tie. “I was beginning to miss you.”
He set the bags of food on the coffee table, and pulled her into his embrace. “You were on my mind the whole time.”
He kissed a sensitive spot on her neck. “I couldn’t wait to get back in town so I could come see you. I sat through rounds of meetings and most of the time all I could think about was how bad I wanted to fuck you.”
She tightened her grip on his forearms, as his mouth swept across the tops of her breasts. “You know that the say about anticipation and sex.”
Walking backwards, Alexia pulled him in the direction of her bedroom. Along the way, they left a trail of clothing. By the time they reach the foot of her bed, Shawn was down to his boxer briefs and she was down to her thongs.
Shawn gently laid her on the bed, and knelt over her, sipping at the curvature of her neck, and then licking at her chest. He cupped a breast in his hand, and sucked the nipple between his lips. She arched her back as he tug and licked. Erotic sensations pulsed all over her body as he paid great attention to her there.
Alexia noted that this time, he moved slower. He massaged her hips and thighs just before bending to kiss the insides of them.
“Shawn…” She pushed at his shoulders, and attempted to close her legs. There had never been a man who’d been this intimate with her. Sex with Shawn was different. It wasn’t just sex, for the sake of sex. He wanted to possess every piece of her, it seemed.
“Let me please you there, Alexia. Trust me.”
He gripped her waist in his hands and pressed his forehead gently to her stomach. He pushed at the crevice of her navel with his tongue, and her breath caught in her throat. Her stomach did forward flips and her pussy clenched in response to his slow torture. As he moved lower, his shoulders became out of reach and she clawed at the bed sheets instead. She shivered as he breathed lightly on her sensitive mound.