Marry Me

42. Failure

May Daniels.

Pure bliss. His arms held me tightly as we recovered together from our lovemaking. Alex was sitting on the rocker with me settled comfortably on his lap. And yeah, we both were buck naked.

"You okay?" He asked, his voice rough from earlier.

"More than fine. You know, sex is actually good during pregnancy. It makes the delivery easier." I commented.

Alex gazed down at me, his eyes twinkling. "Good to know that. Now you can expect me to sought you out every single night." He promised with glee.

"I really look forward to that." I murmured while playing with the tiny hairs on his muscular chest then placed a wet kiss near his neck. I could feel him stirring underneath me. My lips trailed up to his awaiting lips. He kissed me back, hard and I was hyper alert of his erection that, by now was hard and throbbing. I shifted my legs to straddle him without breaking the kiss.

But Alex pulled back with a hiss as he slid himself into me in a slow, precise and agonizing pace. He didn't stop until he was inside me fully and I welcomed the intrusion greedily. I was stretched to the maximum and yet I couldn't get enough of him.

I wiggled for precious friction of our joined bodies and relished in the pleasure. "Hmm..."

"Stay still, May." Alex grunted in response.

"No." I moved again, proving my point.

"Fine. You bought this on yourself." He growled pulling out fully before grabbing my thighs and thrust into me roughly.

"Ah!" The unexpected move made me gasp in surprise but it also made me want more. He made me feel so wanton.

He pulled back again slowly and slammed hard into me. I knew what he was doing then. This was his way to torture me...with pleasure.

"Harder Alex!" I urged him. "Faster! Please!"

He gave up tormenting me and slammed into me relentlessly. He didn't stop when I scratched his back in the throes of our passion. He didn't stop when I shook with the spasms of a violent orgasm. He kept the rhythm until my I felt my body built high up again to fall once more, deep together with him.
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"Pickles! I feel like eating pickles." I announced loudly.

Alex raised himself on his elbow. We finally went to bed around midnight, though didn't exactly sleep. "I'll get you some in the morning?"

"Sure..." I was going to add ice cream but stopped shortly as his mobile rang, effectively ruining the peaceful night. And yeah, its official. I hated his phone.

"What?" Alex snarled into his annoying phone. "Didn't I say that I was not to be disturbed tonight."

I traced tiny circles on his shoulders and watched as his face changed from anger to horror in a moment of seconds. He snapped the phone away from his ears and jumped to his feet.

"What's wrong?"

He pulled on his clothes. "Get dressed. The casino is on fire. We have to go now. I'll drop you off at home first."

The hell? "Okay." I couldn't help but sigh. Can we ever get a break?

"Hey..." He murmured. "I'll make it up to you, okay? Right now I have to handle the casino."

"I understand."

Alex drove like a madman, probably breaking all the rules. Not that anyone dared to stop him. He was a man on mission and there was no stopping him. It was a side of him that I admired so much. Well, not at the moment exactly to be honest.