Chicago Love ✔️

Chapter 60: Back to Her Place

"Do you remember the last time we came here?" Hailey questions as they make their way to the door for her condo as she pulls the keys out. 

Alex couldn't help but smirk at the thought, knowing that was a night that he did not want to forget, ever. It was part of the reason why he fell in love with her, and had chased after her ever since. You could say the night spent together led to him feasting for a repeat event. 

"I'm just glad that you are able to use your keys this time easily," he answers with a chuckle, remembering her fumbling with the keys before dashing inside to throw up the last time. It was the offer to hold her hair and help her out that led him inside, and eventually to staying over with some fun on the side. At least this time, he did not need an excuse to make that happen.

"Maybe I should have had some difficulty," she offers as they head inside. "Then you could have helped me. Another offer to help together, and maybe we would have repeated the first occurrence. Would that be a bad thing? I certainly have some good memories." She then shuts the door behind them, eyes locking together as they stand in the short hallway. She was honestly surprised they hadn't began what they both had wanted since stepping out of Molly's. "I'm sure you have some of the same." 

"Som-"

"Well, seeing me vomit in the toilet was hopefully not something that you'd call a good memory." She then pins him back against the door she had just closed, lightly of course, as she was always careful in any motion against him. She remembered the words he had told her that my back injury will always affect me forever according to the doctors, as it's something that I have to live with to a degree. She didn't want to do anything to make that worse for him. "If that's the case, then we may have a problem..." 

"I say it was a good memory because it allowed me inside your condo, I was able to show you how caring I could be, I took care of you, and it led to what happened later on that night." He then eyes the couch in the middle of the room, a smirk forming on his face as the sight brought back a flashback to the kiss shared there, that eventually carried to her bedsroom. "Perhaps we can just skip to what we both want more than anything." 

"I like the way you think." She then pressed her lips against his, to which he easily accepted as make-out session commenced as she reached for the waistband of his jeans while he played with the hem of her t-shirt. Her fingers began fumbling with the button, while he began to roll her shirt up, their lips not separating at all during the whole interaction. She finally pops the button, running her hands along his waistband once again before pushing down on the fabric to allow the jeans to fall down her legs to the ground. "Has anybody told you just how sexy you are? Your ass is just perfect to grab. Your legs are just toned to perfection. There's something so great about every single inch of your body." 

"The same can be said for you...." He then rolls the shirt up to her chest, slipping it over before tossing it over her head. He then reaches behind her, releasing the clasp that held her bra on, before sliding the straps down her arms and allowing it to fall to the ground with her shirt and his jeans. 

"I don't know about that. You see models and perfect looking woman every weekend with all the celebrities that attend those events. You're probably just saying that to flatter me. I have flaws all over. There's no way I'm perfect like them." He shakes his head no immediately, hating to see this lack of confidence she was displaying. She was the strong individual. She always fought for what she wanted. She could fight anyone, and chase all the bad guys around town and stop them. Why was she saying all of these things now? They didn't fall in line with what he knew about her. 

"I can tell you right now that none of them compare to you. You are absolutely amazing and special, Hailey." He then carasses her left beast with her hand, a moan escaping her lips as he does so. "I could spend the entire night telling you just how much amazing you are. Your beautiful blond hair is so nice to comb my fingers through, and it brings out the sparkle of those eyes. Your body is perfectly fit from head to toe, as shown by your ability to take down any person and run with the best of them. You may not be the super model type, but fuck, you got the curves in all the right places." 

"Is that true?" He nods his head to add emphasis to the words that he had just shared. She easily returns the favor of appreciation for the comments, stroking his cock with the bare tip of one of her fingers. "I should reward you for saying such nice things. I just don't know how I could ever reward you so well..." 

"We both know what we wan-"

"Oh really?" He nods his head, a moan escaping his lips as the stroking continues, his cock growing harder with each passing moment. "Oh. Somebody wants attention. Somebody wants to be taken care of. A popsicle wants to be sucked." She then strokes him with three of her fingers this time, causing a louder moan than before to slip out of his lips in doing so.

"You are playing a very naughty game, Hailey. Considering I traveled all this way to surprise you and spend my vacation with you, I thought you'd be making it worth my while."