37–Joey
We’d had dinner with Oliver and Jade, who both seemed perfect for each other..
We’d gone back to their place and had some more drinks, and I’d even been able to hold and coo at the adorable, and very chunky Hiro. Then we went back to Alex’s house
We’d sat and chatted about a couple things, like what I’d like to do while staying in New York, and what I might do, once 1
had left.
Then we’d gone to our prospective rooms for the night.
Now, I lay in the huge, soft, downy bed, alone, in a house I didn’t know, in a city I’d never been to, wondering if I was fucking
Insane
My phone lit up on the nightstand, and I grabbed it, seeing a text from my dad. He’d sent photos of Italy and told me he’d bought me more things and would have them sent, once I was settled into whatever place, I wanted to settle in
I sent back a quick reply, telling him I was in New York, but it was late, and I would call him when I had a chance. He sent back a love heart, and I turned off my phone and put it back on the nightstand.
A cop siren blared past, making me jump and I sat up, looking at the window of the room, my heart racing.
Nope
I couldn’t do this being alone thing.
Climbing out of bed, I tiptoed out of the room and looked at the stairs that led up to the third floor. Was I seriously contemplating sneaking up to Alex’s room?
Yes.
Yes, I was.
Walking to the steps, I climbed them slowly, grateful they didn’t creak, and I stopped at the top of the landing. There was a huge mahogany desk to one side, laden bookshelves lining the walls behind it. On the other, there were comfy armchairs with a mahogany coffee table and small bar set, and up the middle of the room, leading to a set of double doors at the end, beautiful woven carpet.
Walking along that carpet, I stopped at the doors and stared at them for a moment.
Pursing my lips, I reached out and opened one door and slipped inside the room.
Alex’s room was sparse.
A pair of bedside tables, one small dresser, and a huge, king–sized bed in the middle.
That’s where Alex was lying, asleep.
His chest was bare, the covers only coming to his waist, one arm thrown up behind his head. He was stunning in the pale moonlight which washed through the curtains.
Gulping, 1 tiptoed across the floor and stopped at the side of the bed, looking down at him.
Oh my god, he was so beautiful…
“Are you just going to stand there?”
“Ahh!” I squealed, jumping back from the bed, and Alex moved, flicking on the light and lifted himself to one elbow, staring at me, as he chuckled
“Sorry, Doll. Didn’t meant o scare you.
“Like fuck you didn’t.” I said, my hand coming to my chest. “You could have said something, as I opened the damned door.” My stomach was threatening to exit my mouth, and I was sure Alex would be able to hear my hear thudding in my chest. He chuckled, “I wanted to see how far you would take it. Or if you were just coming in, to peek.”
I rubbed
my hands away from home…”
up and down my arms, trying to get i
get the gooseflesh to leave. “L. I’m in a new place, thousands of miles
“Say no more.” Alex said and he pulled back the covers, “Come on
I looked at the bed and hesitated
Was I seriously thinking of getting back into the same bed as Alexander Kazumi
Again?
Sighing, I climbed in next to him and sunk down into the warmth, as Alex pulled the covers up and over me. He rolled toward me, his hand coming to my stomach, and my breath hitched.
1
*Relax, Doll. I’m not going to do anything. My head turned and I looked at Alex. He was staring right back at me and event in the semi–lit room, I could see the smirk on his lips. “What?”
“Nothing” I whispered
“Doesn’t sound like nothing, doll. Alex replied, his hand moving ever so slightly toward my hip “What is it?”
I pursed my lips and stared at the ceiling. I could feel Alex’s warm breath on me. Feel his heat against my side and over my stomach Smell his scent and 1 turned my head to him.
“What you said at the wedding, about.” I hesitated and Alex finished the question
“About me wanting more of that night?”
I nodded. “Did you really mean it, or did you just say it to take my mind off of Jake and Phoebes“
Alex’s hand lifted and he cupped the side of my face. “11 wanted to take your mind off them, I would have just caused a scene. I told you those things, because yes. I wanted more of that night.”
My stomach flipped in a hundred different directions and my heart raced in my chest
“And now!”
“Now?”
Oh my god
god, I couldn’t believe I had just asked Alex that. What the fuck?
I should just climb out of the bed and-
“Yes”
I blinked and looked at him. “Yes? Yes what?“!!
He chuckled and brushed his thumb over my lips. “Yes, Joey. I want more.”
Alex moved, his mouth crashing against mine and my mind went blank.
This kiss was more than before. It was rougher, more desperate and god, it sent my libido through the roof. My hands lifted, pushing through his hair and I pulled him down onto me, wrapping my arms around his neck as we kissed. Alex’s hand smoothed down the side of me, cupping my body, as he moved it to the front of my pajama pants and then down under the waist
Long, graceful fingers pushed through my pubic hair and between the folds of my pussy and I opened my legs, allowing his fingers to dig into me. I squirmed as he fingered me, kissing me at the same time, and he broke his kiss away, kissing and suckling the side of my throat, whispering in my ear as he went.
“I have missed these curves. This body.” Alex’s fingers dug deeper. “Your moans. You have no idea what you do to me
I could feel his cock, hard against my hip and I giggled, before moaning again. “Oh, I know… Do something about it.” Alex lifted himself from me, looking down at me, as his fingers slowed their movement. “Tell me you’re on birth control. I don’t want to dig for a darnned condom. They’re in the bathroom.”
“I have the implant.” I replied, and he kissed me again, his hand coming away from my pussy, tugging at my pajama pants. With clothing discarded. Alex rolled over, nestling himself between my legs and kissed me, as he pushed his hips forward. God, had I felt this full last time
Alex pulled his hips back a little, and ramuned again, making me gasp and he leaned forward, nuzzling his mouth against my neck, covering his body with mine, as he started to pound against me. “I’m not going to last long
I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him close. “I don’t care.”
After a few more pumps of his hips, Alex stopped and lifted himself, staring down at me. “Are you sure! I pop out, fix you up, then-”
I mean, I can just
37–Jory
I blinked and stared at him, before slapping him on the bicep. “Are you kidding me! Alex, just fucking cum already and fix me up later.”
He chuckled, pushing his hips again, causing my head to tip back in pleasure. “There’s going to be a later?”
“You’re going to owe me an orgasm. Of course there’s going to be a later.”
“Good”
With that, he started to ram again, this time, staying lifted above me and the change of angle, the thrust of his hips…
“Oh god.” I tipped my head back, as that familiar tingle started to build.
“That’s it, doll. Come on. I could hear the raspiness of his voice and his movements because irregular, as his own body started to peak. “Cum for me.”
My head tipped back, and my body flipped a switch, flooding with pleasure as I orgasmed, and I cried out. Alex wasn’t far behind me, his grunts signaling his end, and he collapsed on top of me, his face burying against my neck.
After a few minutes of us both catching our breath, Alex lifted himself up onto one elbow and looked down at me, kissing me in between words. Tm glad you came back to New York with me.”
So was L. and as we untangled ourselves and snuggled down for sleep, the only thing that ran through my mind was that right now, I was where I wanted to be.
Back in Alex’s arms
38 – Alex
Joey was snoring softly in my arms.
Again.
After I’d told Oliver only a few hours ago that she was just here for a holiday and there was nothing more than that.
Yeah. Bullshit.
བ ཀ འག ཞ
She had crept into my room, for god knows what, and had ended up underneath me, moaning as I took her over the edge. And fuck. I wanted to go again, and again and again, until neither of us could walk.
Jolene Brewster had gotten under my skin, and I didn’t know if I had the balls to let her go.
It was as if she was the missing piece to the puzzle which had become my life.
In the office, my phone rang, and I lifted my head a little and looked at the door.
When I was home, unless it was an absolute emergency, no one called
Sighing, I slipped my arm out from under Joey’s head and climbed out of bed, quickly dressing. My phone stopped ringing. and I almost turned and climbed back into bed, until it started again.
“Fuck.”
Crossing the room as quickly as I could, I went out into my office and to my desk, picking up my cell and held it to my ear. “Yeah?”
“Alexander–san, there’s someone at the office.”
“Keep an eye on them, I’ll be right there.” I hung up, quickly going back into the bedroom and grabbed my shirt and a jacket. I ran from the room, leaving Joey asleep in bed, as I raced down the stairs, dialing Sota.
“I’m already on my way to you.” Sota answered. “Meet you outside.”
Grabbing my house key, I pulled on a pair of loafers and ran to the door, and out into the night. Closing the door, I locked it and raced to the street, as Sota pulled up at the curb. I climbed into the car and instantly reached behind me, to the case I knew Sota would have chucked in the back of the vehicle.
Bringing it to my lap, I popped the locks and opened the case.
Sitting in its cushioned case, sat my SIG Sauer P226, with two magazines full of ammo,
I hadn’t picked up this gun in almost two years and I hesitated. The last time I had this weapon in my hand, someone had lost their life.
The car phone rang and Sota pressed the button on the steering wheel, answering iL
“Aoto, what’s going on?” I asked, picking up the gun and pushing home one of the magazines,
“Sir, the new, silent alarm we installed in your office was triggered. Which instantly activated the hidden camera. We’re watching them right now. They’re going through your things.”
“How many?”
“Two. I can send men to search around the grounds. But if they find someone, they might alert the ones in your office.” “Then have them hold back until we get there.” I said, closing the case and I shoved it back into the rear of the sedan. “We’re less than five minutes out.”
“Yes sir,”
The line clicked and I cocked the gun in my hand, before I flicked on the safety, and rested it on my thigh, my other hand gripping my other thigh in both anger and frustration.
Who the fuck were these bastards and what the hell did they want?
The car phone rang again and Sota answered it again.
“Aoto?”
“Sir, they know you’re coming. They’ve been spooked somehow and are on the way out.”
I leaned forward, looking out of the windshield. I could see the top of the building we worked from, we were almost there…
et them.
“Go in, A. Get
He didn’t turn his head to me but frowned. “If Aoto gets to them, they
The line clicked again, and I looked over at Sota, He might not be able to talk.”
“Good. Might teach them a fucking lesson.”
We turned down the street where our building was..
“There! Sotal”
Piss–bolting from the alley up the side of our building, was a figure, dressed all in black. They took off across the street, and down another alley and I turned to Sota. “Let me out! You go around!”
“Alex..”
“Stop the fucking car!”
Sota skidded to a halt, and I jumped out of the car, and gave chase. I heard my driver take off behind me, to try and head the figure off in the next street, as I ran toward, then down the alley. My feet pounded on the hard concrete of the alley. splashing in puddles of muck. I could see the figure not too far in front of me. They started to throw things back at me.
Old food, a broken bottle, a trash can.
I managed to duck out of the way of most of them, but the ruined burger splashed against my jacket, spraying up
toward my face and I had to stop myself from throwing up, as I kept running. Like fuck I was going to let this little bastard outrun
ΠΕ
I heard the screech of tires, as Sota came spinning around the corner, and nosed into the alley… effectively blocking the end
of it.
The figure skidded to a halt, and I slowed my pace, my hand still gripping the pistol in my hand. I lifted it, pointing it at the figure, safety still engaged. “You’ve got nowhere to go.”
They turned back toward me, then to Sota’s car, which was inching further down the alley, then back to me. They knew they were fucked….
The figure put their hands up, and turned their back to me, dropping to their knees.
Sota stopped the car, stepping out of the car, but keeping one foot inside, in case he had to climb back in in a hurry. I stepped closer, hearing my driver call out. “Be careful Alexander”
The figure turned their head slightly at the mention of my name, as if trying to look over their shoulder, as I stepped up them, the gun pointed at the back of their head. “What were you looking for?”
Not a word, and I was starting to get annoyed.
I was covered in spoiled food, it was almost three in the morning, and I had a beautiful woman in my bed at home.
I didn’t want to be here.
Pressing the gun to the back of the figure’s head, I asked again. “What are you look-
“Alex”
The cry from Sota came too late.
They always say not to corner a tiger and by fuck, this one moved quickly.
I didn’t see the knife until it was embedded in the back of my calf muscle. “Fuck!”
The pain that lanced up my leg made me do the one thing I always told my men not to do.
I dropped my fucking gun.
Falling to one knee, I reached out, trying to grab the figure, but again, they were too quick, and the blow they landed to jaw, had me seeing stars. and then they were gone.
Up and over the car and out into the street.
“Alex!”
38 – Alex
Sota was beside me in an instant, lifting me to my feet and dragging me down the alley toward the car. He pushed me into
the passenger seat and raced around to the driver’s seat and started to back out of the alley, pressing the call button on the car’s steering wheel.
“Acta, Alex is hurt, I’m getting him to the hospital,”
My hand came out and I grabbed Sota’s arm. “Not the hospital. You know the rules.”
We didn’t take anyone to the hospital. All medical emergencies were handled in–house, less questions that way.
“Chen is more than half an hour away.”
“I know…” I grimaced, my calf muscle singing in pain. “Take me home.”
“What?” Sota asked, looking at me, then to the blood pooling on the floor of the car. “Alex…”
I knew this was an insane idea…and it would possibly scar her for life…
“Sota, take me home. Joey is a trauma nurse.”
