Page 23 of Exposed

He cleared his throat. “Why, Ms. Taylor,” he said with a mild amount of indignity as he leisurely strolled behind her. Starting at the softness of her shoulders, he worked his hands down her arms, unfolding them, then returning up her arms to slide her robe off. “You could have been wearing anything: blouse, no blouse, or an E.T. T-shirt.” He then tugged at her scrunchie, releasing her wavy locks. He flowed his fingers through her hair, loosening the soft tresses and cascading them down her neck and chest. He spoke low in her ear. “You could have had your hair in any style: up, down, French twist, chignon ...” as he circled back in front of her, she glanced at him, her eyes heavier as she welcomed his seduction. “No matter how you looked, I have every confidence that, like now, I wouldn’t have been able to take my eyes off you.” He pulled her chin up with his fingers, melting into the relief of a soft kiss. “But,” he gave her a serious and discerning glance, “for the record, the blouse-less blazer will forever be a fan favorite.” Then another, more passionate kiss as his embrace squeezed her tightly, transforming to a lift, allowing her legs to wrap around him. He secured the curves of her beautiful soft cheeks and carried her to the bedroom.

Once there, he set her on the bed before him, panda slippers and all. He began removing his tie, but Madison stopped him just as the knot was loosened but not released. “Hang on. You got my runway best. How about yours?”

Alex sensed the tides turning, and liked where it was going. He leaned down, placing both hands on the mattress on either side of her, letting his lips lightly graze hers. “And just what did you have in mind?”

She eyed him suggestively. Button by button, she undid his shirt, then tugged it loose from his slacks as he slipped off the cuffs. Her hands made their way across his chest, peeling the custom-tailoring from his skin. Drawing the collar down through the inside of the tie, she managed to slip his shirt off. All that remained to cover his ripped upper-body physique was his GG bees silk tie. She tightened the knot back up to his neck, then leaned back to admire her masterpiece. “Now there’s a fan favorite.”

He looked down, impressed with her work. He returned his gaze to hers. “How about I keep on mine if you keep on yours,” eyeing her wonderfully tight T-shirt. “I mean, it really is one of my favorite movies. You know, it inspired the song “Heartlight” by Neil Diamond.”

Could he be any more perfect? “You don’t say?” Madison drew in his tie like a leash, summoning a kiss. Their energy was fun and electric. Free of any fears or doubts. No walls between them, no secrets holding them back. Truly belonging to each other, cherished and adored for all they were.

“Lie back,” Alex breathed, quickly removing the rest of his clothes, then kneeling before her. He pulled off each of her slippers, then slowly massaged his hands from her knees past her thighs, then up to her waist to slide her pajama pants off. He led a trail of sensual hot kisses across her bare thighs, then returned her slippers back to her feet. He climbed on top of her as she eyed him curiously. “There,” he quietly proclaimed, “now you’ll be snuggly comfy as I get snuggly comfy.”

Her giggles lasted mere seconds, as his mouth melded with hers. The slightest parting of her lips willingly inviting his tongue through. His scorching kiss fueled her lust, rocking her hips into his. He moved to her neck, making way for sizzling mouth to graze against her skin as his hand found her ample breast. He massaged its weight in his hand, then circled his fingers around the perimeter of her firm nipple. She heaved in sweet agony, raising her chest. He dusted his lips along one nipple, then plucked the other to incite a moan. Her back arched, and he released it as he traced his fingers down past her navel, then to her inner thigh.

He teased her, brushing his fingers up and down the crease between her swollen folds and inner thigh, building her desire and coaxing her legs slightly wider with each pass. He breezed his fingers ever so softly past her soft, velvety pussy, just enough to feel the steady seep of her wetness. He glossed over it again, this time firmer, like one might do on the side of a cake to get the perfect taste of frosting. She breathed heavier, opening her eyes to watch him suck his fingers clean, enjoying every bit of her intoxicating flavor.

She leaned up to kiss him, pressing her breasts against his chest, enticing him to his back. Swinging her leg over, she mounted him, her hot moisture coating the smooth head of his rod. She was intoxicated by the sensation of rubbing herself up and down the side of his shaft, glazing every ridge. His hands made their way from her back, down to feel the luscious mounds of her ass, as hee rocked them both up, seating himself on the edge of the bed, with her now in full riding position, but not yet on him.

Her hips swerved towards his jutted erection, her dripping wet core aching to swallow him whole. “Sh, not yet,” he groaned, reaching to the nightstand to retrieve a condom from the drawer. He tore it with his teeth, but Madison took it and set it on the bed, scooting back just enough to witness Alex in all his delectable glory. The swollen tip held a bead of pre-cum, and she crossed her finger over his slit, harvesting the moist pearl and sucking her finger clean. Sliding off him to her knees, she stroked his shaft, worshiping it with her hands. Her tongue crossed the slit, then around the velvety head. Desperate for her fill of him, she swallowed him into her mouth, her hot tongue scorching him, forcing his head to fall back. “Yes, Madison. God, yes,” he called out, stroking her hair and maneuvering her head in only the most subtle ways. Taking her time, she lifted her mouth from him, taking a few moments to focus her lashing on the smooth round tip, then sucked down again. He released her hair, stretching his arms back, enjoying every tingle exploding through his body.

She gripped the base tighter while rhythmically bobbing lower. She sweetly teased the tender skin of his jewels, then very delicately pressed her finger to the smooth skin approaching his anus. It sent him to the edge, but he wasn’t ready. “Wait,” he ordered in a low voice, gruffly pleading. She pulled her finger back, but maintained focus on his cock, rocking her head up and down the length of his shaft before taking one last circling lick. She tugged the condom from its packaging and slid it over him before climbing on top.

Posturing her body over his hips, her wanton pussy engulfed him, sliding down his cock effortlessly. She rocked steadily as he watched her body in awe, taking in every arch and bend, the fullness of her breasts, and the quiver of her lips. His thumb rose to her mouth, brushing it open before letting her quell her desire to suck him. After a few moments, he pulled his thumb from her needing lips to dive lower, discovering her clit, firm and desperate for attention. He pressed. The sensation spurred her to hurry her pace, the thrusting driving them both to the edge. She relinquished herself back to his power.

He flipped her to her back, barely resting on her before propelling himself in hard. She screamed, “Alex. Yes.” She slowly clawed at his back for more, but he pulled out excruciatingly slowly, then thrust into her again. “Please, don’t stop.”

“Your wish is definitely my command.” He drove into her, steadily increasing his rhythm, pulling her thigh up to palm her round, firm ass before placing the width of his thumb to her clit, circling it in symphony with his motions. He savored every pulsating muscle of her core collapsing around him in crushing waves. Her cries of ecstasy filled his ears. The sensual feel of her orgasm propelled him to cum deep within her, harder than he ever had.

Dizzy and drained, his head collapsed to the side of hers, and his lips nuzzled her ear. His sighs were heavy, and he could hold back no longer. “I love you, Madison,” he proclaimed breathlessly.

Madison stroked his hair, deeply inhaling his hot scent. “I love you, too,” she returned as she exhaled.

They spooned, exhausted but awake. Alex was still in his tie, slightly loosened from its original Windsor knot. Madison remained in her T-shirt. He brushed his fingers across her hip and thigh as she lay on her side, curled up against him. “Madison E. Taylor, right?” Madison grinned, but wouldn’t look at him. “Madison E.T.? Is that why Jack got it for you?”

“Mm-hmm. How did you know my middle initial?” she teased.

“On I have my ways.” His voice lowered to a whisper. “It’s discretely hidden on the back of your access card. And on your license. And on the employee roster. And listed on your Skype profile.” He chuckled into her shoulder, then nibbled it. His voice regained its soft volume. “What’s the E stand for?”

Madison just gazed into the darkness. “Nothing special. Just a name.” She pulled his hand into hers. “Alex, I’d like to take you somewhere tomorrow. Is your calendar really free?”

He pulled her hand up to kiss it. “Yes,” he growled low, letting his lips linger, rubbing across the bridge of her knuckles.

She glanced back behind her. “I ask, because it might take the whole day. Maybe even pour into the next.”

He rolled her back towards him. His eyes soft and sincere. “It can take the whole year.” His lips found hers. “I’m all yours.”

They lay there, holding each other, for the rest of the night. Alex dozed off, sedated by the relief of having the love of his life accept him in every possible way. But Madison was energized, preoccupied with ideas. She stayed awake most of the night, feet kicked out just enough to expose the panda plushies still on her feet. She had a plan.

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