Page 20 of The Will

Alex had moved them off the dance floor, and suddenly Chloe realized they were in a hallway. Alex backed her into the wall and reached across her body to open the door behind her. He walked her into the room. It was dim, and her eyes were still adjusting to the change in light when she felt the back of her knees hit a mattress. She fell backward and Alex caught her. He made a sound of disappointment, but pulled Chloe’s face to his and kissed her deeply as he ran his hands over her, trying to touch as much of her as possible.

Chloe broke the kiss. “Why were you disappointed just now?” Alex tried to kiss her again, but Chloe stopped him. “Trust is a two-way street, you know.”

Alex finally just sighed in frustration. “It disappointed me when you fell back. Ever since you tried on that dress, I have imagined you bent over like you were that day. I just really wanted to take you up on that earlier offer.”

Chloe took a step back, keeping eye contact with Alex as she turned around to face the bed. Once her back was to him, in a show of vulnerability, she bent over, placing her hands flat on the mattress. Her dress barely covered the cupped part of her ass when like this and Chloe was sure he could see her panties, which matched the dress. She was also sure that these panties were doomed.

She was right.

Alex slid his hands over Chloe’s dress and down her ass. He reached where he wanted and got blocked by the panties, so he grabbed the crotch and ripped it. Once his fingers were inside, he calmed down. Teasing and taunting her, Alex made her wiggle her hips to get more of him, but he just kept his fingers curled barely inside her.

“Chloe, do you want something more? If so, don’t you think you should ask for what you want?” He was teasing her and enjoying it, but this would show Alex if Chloe trusted him or if she wasn’t ready.

His voice was deep and tonal, vibrating along her senses. “What do you want me to say?” came her breathy response.

“It’s easy, my kitten. Ask for what you want, and what your body needs right now.”

Exasperated, Chloe said roughly, “I don’t know what I want other than to come.”

Alex smiled, “That’s a start, good girl.” Chloe’s muscles responded to his praise and squeezed on his fingers. “Chloe. Do you want my dick in here?” he wiggled his fingers, and she gasped.

“Yes, please.” She was so soft in her answer that Alex chuckled.

“That was not very convincing, kitten,” he said, withdrawing his fingers and licking them one at a time. “You do smell and taste wonderful, but I feel you may not want me as much as I do you. You just need to ask like you mean it.”

Chloe was done with this bullshit. She decided if she was going to play with fire, then a huge bonfire was best. She stood back up and hiked up her dress to her hips. As she bent over, she pulled the waistband of her torn panties down slowly over her ass and legs. Alex watched that band with total concentration as it touched her skin slowly all the way to the floor. She stood back up and stepped out of both her boots and the ring of elastic. Chloe took a step back to press herself, ass first, into Alex, rubbing her body against him slowly like when they were fucking. Alex took that opportunity to reach across her body with his hand under her chin, pulling her to him. He pressed himself into her backside and, holding her still, he whispered in her ear, “Chloe, this isn’t using your words, baby. I can tell you are eager, but I want to hear you say it. I want you tobegme for it.”

Chloe was in a state of confusion. Her body was crying out, but her brain was holding her back. Thoughts of no one listening to her needs were causing a block for her. She whispered, “Can’t.”

Alex held her still while he lightly kissed and licked her ear, whispering, “Yes, you can, kitten. Say it for me, Chloe.”

Chloe’s body tightened, and her mind gave in to him. “Please, fuck me,” the words were a soft sigh out of her mouth.

“What was that?”

“Please, please fuck me again, Alex,” she got it out with a raspy growl of frustration.

“My pleasure,” was the answer from Alex. He set her up on the bed and bent her, positioning her on all fours. He grabbed a pillow and set it under Chloe’s head. “Rest your head there, but keep that ass in the air.” Chloe obeyed, feeling very exposed. Alex didn’t waste time and removed his pants and boxers. He was inside her quickly. Chloe sighed with relief at his entrance, but it was short-lived as Alex started that frustrating pace that he had done with his fingers previously.

Chloe was clenching her teeth until she made a grunting noise while pushing her upper body up and pressing herself back hard into Alex. He gasped when she did that and Chloe realized she could fuck him back harder in this position. She started revving up the speed. Alex knew she was trying to take over. He used a new tactic and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling back on it. Chloe’s back arched, giving Alex the opening to pull her body back tight against him. He was on his knees on the bed with her ass in his lap and her legs spread open while he led the movement, pumping into her.

He reached down slowly to rub her clit in time with their movements. Chloe inhaled shaky, ragged breaths when she finally tightened around his dick and let out a scream. “Yes, Alex!”

Alex pressed into her, feeling the quivers of her orgasm as he felt his own release coming. He growled and yelled, “Oh yeah, damn, take it all,” while thrusting in one last time. She had collapsed back on him with her head on his shoulder. He whispered to her, “Such a good girl Chloe, my good girl,” as he stroked her face and held her against him.

Chloe’s legs were shaking when he slowly let her lay down on the bed. Alex picked her ruined underwear from the floor and went into the bathroom off to the side of the room. She watched him walk away with half of a tux on and no embarrassment that the bottom half was on the floor while he was just walking about with his jacket and shirt still done up. He had undone his tie, but he still looked funny.

When he came back with a damp washcloth and towel to clean her up, she was giggling. Alex smiled and glimpsed himself in the mirror in the room, then looked Chloe up and down. Her dress was still pushed up about her waist and showing off all the soft tan skin of her calves, thighs, and ass. He stopped her giggling when he applied the washcloth to her skin, slowly stroking it up between her legs, cleaning her up.

She scanned the room more now and asked, “Where are we?”

Alex just smiled. “I finally got you in my bed.” He took off the rest of his tux and then came over to Chloe. “Time to remove the rest of this.”

He took his time stripping off her clothes and kissed her sweetly and softly wherever he could. When he kissed her mouth gently again, he spoke, pointing her to the bathroom, “Go wash off your make-up and then hurry back here.”

Another command, but it wasn’t mean or selfish. In fact, it really was what Chloe had wanted to do.How did he do that, just know what she needed or wanted?She took her time to get all the make-up off, as she really needed to wash away the experiences of tonight that had hurt and scared her. Chloe looked at herself in the mirror. She almost didn’t recognize herself. She was glowing and smiling. She looked like a schoolgirl with a crush. “Are you in love with him, Chloe?” she asked herself. “Yes.”

“Can you trust him, Chloe?” Again, she answered herself, “Yes.”

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