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“
I don't believe you. That's pathetic.”

“
He's Brendan's pal, and one of his crew... It was difficult.”

He rubs his face in frustration. “Why do I still want you after this...?” 

The next moment I'm in his arms and he's raining kisses all over my face and neck. He finally lets loose on my mouth. I'm on fire, a wild forest fire, out of control... The Sam issue is instantly forgotten with the intensity of feelings whipping through me. I clutch at him madly, my hands roaming all over him. He squeezes my ass and slams me hard against him. I wrap myself around him in ecstasy, flooded with a wave of desire so strong my legs feel weak beneath me. We sink into each other in a groaning heated frenzy.

This is all too much. I can't take it.
  I break free, shaking all over.

“
Oh Alex, I'm sorry about all this tonight. I'll keep well out of Sam's way while I wait. I promise,” I gasp in desperation.

“
No, no waiting... you're going to tell Sam and Bren you're coming home with me. Right now.” I can hear from the tone of his voice that he's just as desperate as I am.

Christ Almighty... He's claiming me and doing it publicly.

He takes my hand firmly in his and leads me back inside for another dose of humiliation. I know I deserve it.

Brendan is standing at the bar getting himself a snack. He is fine about me hooking up with Alex, and gives us both a wicked little smile. We make our way over to the darts area. Alex has his arm tightly around my waist, possessively.

Sam is not so fine. Understandably.

“
Ummm Sam... I'm with Alex. I think you misunderstood the situation between us.” I can't even look him in the eye to begin with and squirm with embarrassment. I force myself to face him properly. I allowed this to start and I've got to finish it.

“
So I see. Are you sure this is what you want Lex?” Sam's voice barely conceals his anger. He looks just as furious as Alex was earlier. They eye each other up with intense animosity. The air is thick with bad vibes. I feel so bad. Sam is part of Alex's deck crew. I've caused a real problem between them.

“
Yes, I'm sure, I'm sorry,” I finish, disgusted with myself for starting this whole wretched business.

“
He's not for you,” Sam spits out. The comment is definitely aimed more at Alex than me.

“
I think she's the best judge of that, not you.” Alex moves forward and squares up to him. They are inches apart and I'm getting more than concerned. My stomach is churning with anxiety as the situation escalates.

“
Would you please remove yourself from my space,
sir
.” Sam is practically incandescent with rage, but desperately trying to hold back as he's facing his superior officer. His fists are clenched and I'm worried there's going to be a fight. This is all my fault. The thought of two men fighting over me might be appealing in theory, but in practice, I feel so sick. I like both of them too much for this to be anything other than dreadful.

“
I think you'll find you're in my space now. Stand down, Corporal,” Alex says in a dead calm tone of voice, standing supremely confidently in front of him.

“
Yes Sir!” Sam forces the words out reluctantly and moves back as requested, his breathing visibly heavy.

“
Come on Lex. Let's go.” Alex has made his point and that seems to be as far as it's going.

Alex turns and leads me away. I look over my shoulder as we leave watching Sam struggle to get himself under control behind us.

“That was so, so awful.” My heart is still pounding and I'm tearful and shaking as we leave the bar and walk across the parking lot.

“
He'll get over it. Not that I care one way or the other.” It seems Alex has a hard and rather evil streak to his nature.

We get in his car and I hang my head in shame. I'm so mortified by my flirting and bad behaviour this evening that I can't handle what has happened because of it.

“Come here, please?” He says softly and pulls me across to his side of the car. I sit across his lap. He hugs me for a while, relaxing me, stroking my back gently. This is just what I need. Gentle, calm affection. I breathe him in, sighing deeply. His gorgeous man scent kicks my sensual side back into action. It's something fresh and very sexy that he's wearing.

“
I've been thinking about you all afternoon,” He murmurs against my ear.

I pull away for a moment and look him in the eye. Until the temporary madness with Sam this evening, I'd been doing the same thing. I need a breather from all this heated stuff, to get my head straight.

“Alex, would you run me home, please?” I say coolly as I slip off his lap, back to the passenger side. I want to get away from this place, from the scene of my humiliation. I want to lie down on my bed and forget. Being thought of as a slut and deliberately leading men on doesn't sit too well on my conscience. There's no way I'm going back to his tonight. It wouldn't feel right. No matter how much I want him.

“
Lex, I'm sorry, about what I said earlier. I was just so mad.”

“
Let's call it a night shall we. I need to recover my self esteem.”

“
Don't make me feel worse.”

“
It's not just you. It's me. I should know how to handle things better at my age.” To be fair to myself I've never been in this situation before. Having two men hot for me sounds like a dream come true, but I don't like hurting people like this. I'm sure some women would thrive on this type of situation. I'm not one of them.

“
I'll drop by tomorrow evening, if you like. Maybe we can go for a drive up the coast?”

“
Give me a call. I'll see.”

As we drive home, I'm aware of Alex looking at me on and off. I pretend I don't notice and stare straight ahead. I'm so relieved to get out of his car and with a quick thanks and 'bye I run up the driveway to the door and go inside.
What a goddamn awful evening.

I tell Toni that Alex ran me home because I was suddenly tired. Brendan was still playing darts with the guys. Toni and I sit and watch TV together having some tea until Brendan arrives about a half hour later. He is obviously surprised I'm home, but tactfully doesn't say anything. I finally slink off to bed and thankfully fall fast asleep in minutes.

I wake the next day and go downstairs. Brendan has gone to the gym and he's taking his car to the garage after that. I'm on my own in the house. Just me and little kitty. I get ready and do some washing for Toni and run the vacuum 'round downstairs. I like to think I'm helping them. Not being a lazy guest.

It's eleven when I get a call from Alex.

“
How are you today?”

“
So so... What about you?” I'm actually thrilled he still wants to speak to me, to be honest.

“
Okay, I guess. I'm at work right now, having a quick break. Look, about tonight. I've got to do something this evening, but could I see you at 8? We could watch a movie or go to a bar I know at the coast.”

I'm careful not to sound too excited. I'm cool about it.

“I wouldn't mind seeing a movie. What's showing?”

“
I know World War Z is still on, you know, end of the world as we know it stuff.”

“
Oh yes, I've read the book and I love that type of thing. Brad Pitt's in it, isn't he? Let's do that, shall we?”

“
Okay, I'll see you at eight. Have a nice day.”

“
I will. You too. 'Bye.”

I sit smiling to myself. Captain Jackson sounds very keen on me. Which is just as well, as I'm more than keen on him. I really thought I might have ruined my chances once he'd thought it all over, but it seems to be quite the opposite. I'm so glad I came home last night. It was the right thing to do.

I spend the afternoon pottering about, doing nothing much until Brendan appears with the car repaired and Toni arrives home a couple of hours after. I let her know I'm out for a steamy date at eight.

I get showered and ready for my big date, I choose pink underwear and a pink skirt and matching top. It's one of my favourite sets. I'm pinker than a ball of cotton candy tonight. I hope he likes pink, 'cos it's gonna be everywhere he looks. I apply a good slick of pink lipstick and pink crystal earrings to finish it off.

He arrives at the door, drops in to say 'hi' to Toni and Brendan and then we leave.

I'm in a far better mood than last night. We take little looks at each other as we make our way to the cinema. I'm very impressed with his smart jeans and shirt look. I can see he's openly admiring my pinkness.
Oh good!
We park and start walking. He takes my hand.

“
How did it go, you know?” I'm assuming he has just seen the girlfriend for the last time.

“
It's not a nice thing to have to do.”

“
I guess not.”

“
Let's not talk about it.”

“
I'm really looking forward to this movie.”

“
So am I. There's nothing I like more than a catastrophic disaster.”

“
Hang around me then. I attract them all the time.” My love life is definitely one big disaster after another.

“
I don't think you could bring about the end of the world Lex.”

“
I wouldn't put it past me.”

“
You're a funny girl. I think you believe your jokes at times, don't you?”

“
I'm not always joking, that's why.”

He stops and turns, kissing me briefly.

“You're a lovely disaster. Mad as a hatter. Hotter than Venus.”

“
Be careful or I'll burn you to a crisp, mate.”

“
I love the way you say things and your English accent is so cute.”

“
It's called the Kent twang. I don't think it's cute though. It's common. Not as common as Essex. But common enough.”

“
Well I love your common twang. Keep talking. It's doing things to me.”

We make our way inside the cinema and I snuggle into his shoulder for our world annihilation movie with a big helping of sexy Brad to lighten the mood. He'll have to wait for later to get some more of my twang, and anything else he fancies. He holds my hand and offers to buy me some ice-cream half way through, which is really very sweet of him, because he misses the best part of the movie while he is in the foyer.

After the movie, which we both seemed to enjoy and discuss in detail on the way back to his car, I am invited back to his place. An invitation, which of course, I accept. Ten minutes later we are there, at his apartment. He opens the door and we go inside. I take a quick look around. It's the neatest apartment I've ever seen. Not a thing anywhere. No pictures or ornaments, no books, nothing. It's almost sterile, a clean and perfect grey and white showcase of male tidiness.

“
Do you actually live here?” I joke. “It's too empty and neat to be true.”

“
It minimalistic, I like to keep it that way. Want anything?”

“
Do you?”

“
Only you.”

“
Well here I am.”

I lean against the wall, waiting. He leans over me, his hands either side of my head. His eyes on mine. He hasn't started touching me yet and my heart is already pounding out of my chest. My breathing is so heavy and I can't control it. I'm shaking all over with excitement. He can make me feel so raw by simply looking at me.

We stand and gaze at each other, words unspoken, eyes blazing and unblinking. He picks up a strand of my hair and rubs it between his fingers. I'm going to melt soon I'm so hot for him. His finger traces a slow line from the pulse at the base of my throat down the centre of my body. I can't stop myself moaning at his touch. His head dips and he brushes my mouth in the softest kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck, drawing him closer and we explode in a whirl of heated passion. It's so hard and deep and the most wonderful kiss I've ever had. His hands hold my face as his tongue plays with mine. I slide my fingers through his soft hair, scraping my nails over his head and down the back of his neck. He breaks away, and we both stare with heaving chests.

“
Lex, the things you do to me...” My heart pounds with joy.

“
I can't wait another second... I really can't...” I plead.

He takes my hand and silently leads me to his bedroom. This is my intense fantasy coming true. I'm so excited and a touch nervous. I unbutton his shirt and yank it off roughly. The sight of his bare chest makes my mouth go dry. This man is seriously sexy. Perfectly built. Beautiful muscle structure that cries out to be touched. I so want to feel him. I rub my hands all over his bare skin and lower my head to smell him. His scent is intoxicating. Then I lick him sideways all the way from his neck to down to his jeans, across his happy trail... Kneeling down I run my mouth and tongue round and round his flat stomach, gripping his muscular backside tightly. I hear him gasp and push himself closer to me. I start to undo his fly. His hand clasps over mine, stopping me.

“No, not yet, come up here.” He pulls me up.

He removes my top tantalisingly slowly. His hands cup my breasts. I'm out of this world with desire. Aching in every part of my body for him. He undoes and discards my bra. We grind ourselves together at the hips, his jeans rubbing roughly at my skirt. He runs his hands over my bare breasts, teasing my nipples until they are taut and hard.

“You're so beautiful, I could eat you.” He pushes me back onto the bed and tugs off my pink skirt and matching tiny pink knickers. “Mmmm, too beautiful for words.” His mouth moves slowly over me. I'm moaning with the delicious feelings coursing through me and so lost in him. Lost in the world of Alex. A place where only his body, mouth and tongue exist. A hot world of excitement and pleasure that I never want to leave.

“
Get undressed... Please.” I desperately want him. To feel him. All of him against me.

“
Soon, I'm kinda busy.” He continues with his wild licking, touching and kissing my breasts, stomach and neck. His fingers delve down between my legs and into my wet heat. I open my legs wide and groan with tingling arousal as his fingers stroke me and slip inside me. He sucks at my nipple as his hard fingers plunge inside me, again and again.

“
Please...” I beg him. I finally get my way as he strips off and sits back on his heels in front of me. I gaze at his perfect specimen of manhood, fully erect in front of me and my mouth waters heavily.

Could he be any more beautiful? Fuck, no!

I move onto my knees and lean forward taking his hard cock in my hand and pump it slowly up and down watching his face.  He closes his eyes taking a ragged breath. I bend my head and lick the small bead of moisture that has formed at his tip, tasting his salty flavour. I rub my tongue over and over the end and then circle his head gently with my tongue and teeth. I pump him with my hands and suck at him gently. His hands are in my hair, his fingers weaving their way through it massaging my scalp in delicious circles.

“
Whoa, that's way too good.” He murmurs and pulls me up towards him. I smile to myself. Have I found a weak spot already?

We kneel, pressed tightly together, kissing softly, and I hold his hardness firmly in my grasp.

“
I want you inside me... Now...”

I had no idea what that would mean.

He picks me up as if I weigh nothing at all and lowers me onto himself slowly. I gasp and my head drops back as he slips in, into my soaking wet aching insides. We sit face to face. I lock my legs around his back and squeeze him inside me as far as I can. I sigh in bliss, placing my lips against his warm neck, my eyes closing with the glorious feel of him, filling me up, so deep inside me. His hands brush up and down my back and his fingers wind their way into my hair, tugging it gently. I can hardly breathe as a wave of heated excitement surges through me tingling at my spine.

“
Tell me what you want.” I look up and into his blazing blue eyes. His image burns deeply into my eyes, imprinting on my retinas. His face is so dark and beautiful. I kiss it over and over, whispering my answer.

“
I've got what I want. You.”

“
And now...?” I can see his eyes are glittering.
Does he want me to talk dirty?

“
I want you to fuck me.” I offer my best guess.

“
More than that...” His eyes glitter even brighter.

I try a longer version...

“Fuck me so hard that I can't think, I can't breathe and all I can feel is you inside me.”

He lowers me onto my back on the bed and holds my hands up high on the pillows, our fingers entwined.

“No, feel it, say it and mean it. Let me help you get started.” He thrusts inside me so hard that I gasp with pure shock.

“
Oh God!” That was verging on the painful. Pushing at my limits.

“
God isn't fucking you. Say my name.” He growls deeply in my ear.

Another bitter sweet rock hard jab ensues as he spears me like an avenging angel of love. Thrilling sensations are running through every part of my body. This is so on the edge, a little dangerous.

I cry out. “Ahhh, oh Alex... Give me more of this.”

He thrusts hard again, his eyes boring into my head, his hands clasping mine tightly.

“Ask me again, Lex.” He demands.

“
I need more.... please... I want you so much.”

He starts to move fast and hard impaling me again and again, knocking the air out of my lungs. I'm shocked through and through with this hard and wild erotic torture.

“Alex! Oh fuck...” My body jolts repeatedly with the impact of him, I respond uncontrollably, forcing myself up against him as he drives into me so hard. Although I know I'm not, I seem to be helpless with my hands pinned above me. 

What on earth are these feelings rushing around me like this?

“
I'm yours. Do whatever you want with me.”

I mean it... I don't care what he does if it feels like this...
I'd let him do anything.

How have I become so submissive?

I'm not clear on all he did with me after that, I can't remember it all. I was completely possessed, fucked to high heaven and so out of myself I couldn't think straight. I was turned and twisted and taken from every conceivable angle and position. Hard and soft and everything in between. My body was like putty in his hands. A moaning, heated, writhing state of being that I couldn't control and didn't want to. It was the most intensely wild, exciting, exquisitely painful and deeply pleasurable experience I've had in my entire life, and I'll never, ever forget it.

I am astonished at his incredible control. To be able to go on for such a length of time and not give way. I feel there's a sense of purpose to this. It's his way of marking me. Of telling me I'm completely his. Possessing and saturating me through and through, every way he can, for as long as he wants.

Suddenly he withdraws and with a long deep kiss he turns, his mouth moving down my body, moving my legs apart, until he hovers above my clit. I feel his breath on me, his lips brushing gently and then his warm wet tongue touches me softly, the lightest licks and sucks that make me gasp and squirm and push myself at him to get more of it. He ramps it up, licking faster and sucking harder. I'm at the point of ecstasy in a single minute, forcing myself hard against him, moaning loudly with utter abandon, my legs splayed widely apart. I dissolve into an acutely sensitive mass of nerve endings under his perfect circular licking and I tip over the edge of the world, coming in a rush.