Page 5 of Wonderland

“Your words make me feel so beautiful. When you touch my body, I come alive. You leave me defenceless, Alex. After all this time, I’m still breaking apart piece by piece for you. I’ve never known a love like this.” His lips were fierce against mine, his hand cupping the side of my face, the moment I finished talking.

“Fuck, I need to be inside you!”

“We should save it for later. Build up all this sexual tension,” I smouldered, pulling on his bottom lip. We were practically drying humping each other.

“I’d say the sexual tension is already at its peak,” he groaned in to my chest, trying to undo the buttons on my dress. “Why won’t these fucking open?” he growled, pulling at the material.

“They aren’t real buttons!” I snorted, pushing off his chest and getting up. I threw him a pillow which Alex caught in mid air. “You might want to hide jackhammer. He’s trying to break free from your pants.” I had no idea what self control I used to climb off his lap, but the predatory look in his eyes told me I was in trouble later. Mmmmm…I couldn’t wait!

Kingsley walked in five minutes later. “You won’t believe it! MuseX has agreed to meet you, Alex! They’ll be in LA next week and want to arrange a meeting. If we can get them on a three month contract, we might get ahead of the bidding game! They’d be perfect to produce Central Demons’ new album.” It seemed Alex’s plans were all coming together. We had the pick of producers, one up-and-coming band, and four other artists wanting to sign with us.

The last producer we saw for the day was Rob Joyce. He was a classic rock producer, and the person Alex was most excited to meet.

“So, what can I do for you, Alex?” Rob asked, opening a bottle of water. “When Kingsley Womack calls saying he has a proposition for you, it’s an offer you can’t refuse.”

“I’m starting my own record label,” Alex replied. “I want you contracted to the label for six months.”

“Alex, I don’t do new talent. You know this. I produce music for icons and legends. Unless you’re going to make new music, I’m not interested.” Holy Shit! Was that what Alex was planning? He hadn’t mentioned any of it to me!

“What if it was Cody, Masen and myself?” Holy fucking shit! New Steel Roses music?

“No Matt?” Rob inquired, tilting his head. “Have you two finally had one fight too many?”

“It won’t be Steel Roses music. The band is still contractually obligated to Rock Records. This will be something new. A collaboration on a new album of mine.”

“I’m certainly listening. What timescale do you have?” All I could do was sit there with my mouth open and listen to their conversation. Alex was doing an album with Cody and Mason. That was insane!

“Towards the end of next year. We haven’t managed to pin down any time this year. I have a wedding and record label to launch.” Wait! We hadn’t even set a date for the wedding yet!

“That would work for me. I’ll leave my diary blank for you guys toward the end of next year. I can’t wait to work with you, Alex. I have a feeling we’ll do great things!” Shaking his hand, Alex gave me a side glance. Yep, I still looked as if I was catching flies. Kingsley saw Rob out as I turned to Alex.

“You fucker! You never told me you were going to make new music!” I slapped his arm playfully. “Let alone with Cody and Mason. This is freaking HUGE!” It had been over ten years since we’d had new Steel Roses music. It didn’t matter that it wouldn’t be labelled that way because that’s what it would be. Every Steel Roses fan would agree! The band name didn’t really matter; it was the music that counted. “This album will go global. You know that, right? Steel Roses fans have waited ten years for this and it’s actually happening!”

“This is why I couldn’t tell you. You’d leak it to the entire Steel Roses fan club,” he mocked. “This isn’t going to be a Steel Roses album, Straight Lace. Rock Records owns that franchise. This will be more of an ‘Alex Harbour and Friends’ album.” Alex was a damn genius. That album alone was all that we needed to launch our record label.

“Well, I’d say that was a good day's work,” Kingsley called from the corner of the room. “I’ll leave you lovebirds to it. Alex, I’ll see you in the morning. I’ve booked the studio for ten so you can try out that recording equipment you weren’t sure about.”

“Sounds good. Thanks, Kingsley.” Alex’s eyes didn’t even leave mine as he spoke. I swallowed hard, my breathing erratic. Upon hearing the main door close, Alex stood up. I was paralysed where I sat by his gaze alone. Shit! I forgot we had unfinished business from earlier.

“You’re going to wish you’d let me fuck you quickly earlier,” he snarled. “Now I get to play with you all night long. I’ll take my sweet time, too. You’re going to be begging for my cock by the time I decide to fuck you.” Oh God! “Stand up, Straight Lace.”

“I’m not sure I can.” My voice was raspy; I hardly recognized it. When he held his hand out to me, I grabbed it and allowed him to pull me to my feet.

He started running his hands down my body. When he reached the hem of my dress, he pulled it up over my head and threw it behind him.

“So fucking beautiful,” he whispered, tracing my red lace bra with his fingertips. “Walk to the bedroom. I want to watch you. You look so fuckable in that red underwear and black heels.” Alex kept a few paces behind me as I walked. My skin was heating up, knowing he was tracking my every move. I could hear his clothes hit the floor behind me as we walked. “Stop right there,” he ordered when I reached the foot of the bed. Coming up behind me, Alex gripped my hair, tugging it to one side to give him better access to trail kisses down my neck. Gooseflesh rose on my skin as his lips moved across my sensitive skin. He continued kissing behind my ear while he undid my bra, removing it from my body before gripping my breasts firmly. “You were made just for me, Straight Lace, I swear.” I leaned back against him and closed my eyes, reaching up and wrapping my arms around his neck to help steady myself. One of his hands moved lower and lower, the anticipation of his touch on my most sensitive skin growing until finally, he slid into my panties. I groaned the moment Alex’s fingers made contact with my clit, his other arm wrapped around my waist to support me as he continued with his glorious torture. “You’re not allowed to cum yet,” he whispered against my ear a few minutes later. I was rocking against his hand, trying to get more friction. He’d been playing with me for too long and I felt like I was going to explode.

“Fuck, please…please, Alex!” I begged, almost clawing at his neck.

“You need to beg better than that, baby!” Removing his hand from my overheated sex, he pulled my panties down my legs. “Lie on your back. I want these legs wide open for me.” While doing as he asked, I noticed Alex was naked and ready. When he saw me admiring him, he stroked his cock. I licked my lips. “You’re not getting this yet, baby.” He chuckled as I pouted. “I’m going to get you a lot more worked up than this before finally fucking that sweet pussy of yours so hard you won’t be able to walk in the morning.” Prowling toward me, he grabbed my ankles and pulled my sex straight toward his waiting tongue. I cried out at his onslaught, my hands weaving into his hair. Alex licked the whole of my sex before sucking my clit into his mouth.

“Jesus! Fucking! Christ!” I moaned out, feeling Alex insert his fingers inside me while he continued small, fast licks on my clit. I was building fast, arching off the bed as electricity flowed through my entire body. Alex pulled me closer to his mouth as he continued to feast on my sex. I was so fucking close. My fingers tightened in his hair, and I pulled hard, making him groan.

“Not yet, baby,” he cooed, removing his tongue and fingers. NO! I needed to cum so fucking bad; my body was humming for it!

“Fuck! Alex, please!” The desperation in my voice was clear as I looked down at him.

“What do you need?”

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