Fraternizing (35 page)

“I know you don’t
take orders from Pfcs, so I’ll gladly take the punishment. Be rough, I think I
deserve it.”

Before long a
condom wrapper was in his mouth. He tugged on it and ripped it open. He grabbed
the condom from inside and rolled it onto his largely stiff cock.

“You don’t even
realize what you just asked for,” he whispered, bringing his chest down to meld
with mine. I started to respond before I was calling out his name as he rammed
his way inside of me, completely catching me off guard and shooting sparks off
inside my body. He stilled inside, looking down at me while removing the hair
from my face. My eyes were tightly shut as my top teeth held onto my lower lip.

 
“I’m about to own you, Blondie. And when
I’m done, the only words you’ll know are shit, fuck, and Alex.”

He set to work,
roughly rocking to and fro inside of me while licking, biting, and sucking on
my neck.

 
“Shit! Fuck! Fuck me, Alex!”

I couldn’t hold
back. He was pummeling my insides, ripping away at an imaginary barrier that
seemed to be hindering him from reaching some imaginary objective. The louder I
cried out, the harder he worked, grunting and holding tighter to my hair.

“I have to get
deeper. I need to embed myself in you like you’ve done to me.”

He let go of my
hair and sat up, easing his way out of me before standing on the floor at the
side of the bed. He pulled me to the edge and wasted no time turning my body,
grabbing onto my thighs and ramming his way back inside.

I cried out as
pleasurable bolts of lightning ripped through my core, hitting every wall
surface with the deeper intrusion of his bulging, aggressive cock. I grabbed
the blankets, fisting them tightly as he continued ramming his way to the
depths of me.

“Ahhh, you’re so
fucking smooth, I’m never coming out of here,” Alex groaned with a guttural
sound. He let go of one of my thighs, using his now free hand to smack my ass,
giving just enough sting and bite to make me cry out his name.

“Louder,” he
growled, his voice growing deeper as he beat harder into me. He smacked my ass
again, double time, one smack right after the other.

“Alex! Alex!” I
screamed, having no other words come to mind. He knew me better than I knew
myself. He left me ragged and almost speechless.

“You like that?”
he
asked,
now taking my hair into his hands and
tugging roughly. I didn’t answer; I was too worn out to muster up the energy. His
movements stopped, and he leaned down to softly nibble on my neck.

“I asked you a
question. When I ask a question, you answer. You understand that?” The grip on
my hair grew tighter, but the ache of my almost there release consumed me,
needing him to finish me off. “Do you like that?”

“Yes… yes…I love
it.” My desperate voice came barreling out, shocking me.

He laughed, low
and seductive, then quickly picked up the pace, one hand still holding rigidly
to my hair while the other reached down and firmly pushed the tip of his thumb
into my ass. The pain of the entrance surprised me, but pleasure masked it,
making my growing climax that much more intense. I bit the blankets as he
forced my head down, beating away at my pussy with so much force that I thought
he would rip me in two.

“Ahhhh… fuck… I’m
coming!” I said, my words muffled by the
bed spread
.

“I’m coming too,
Blondie. Come with me.” His voice was deep and coarse. He beat into me a few
more times, removing his thumb from my ass and letting go of my hair before
grabbing onto my waist and pounding. My entire body went numb as Alex ravaged
me, finishing me off as he groaned. I fell to the bed, Alex falling on top of
me, our bodies breathing in succession, neither of us able to speak.

After a few
minutes, Alex rolled off of me, and I was finally able to turn over. We were
both drained, completely sated, and over the bullshit. The angry, menacing fuck
absolutely needed to happen.

When my thoughts
finally slowed, and I could think clearly, the music played into my ears
putting a smile on my face. I reached over and turned it up. Alex scrunched his
eyebrows at me.

“This song is so
fitting, don’t you think?”

The chorus to
Fall for You
by Secondhand Serenade belted from the speakers, making me sing along as I lay
my head down on Alex’s chest, feeling even closer to him through our intense
fucking and now the melodic rhythm of his heartbeat.

“I’m never going
to do anything to make you change your mind ever again,” he responded, pulling
me closer and nuzzling his nose in my hair.

I reached over
for his phone that was plugged into the speakers, and hit repeat. The song
played over and over again as we lay intertwined with one another, my leg
draped over his like a satiny sheet, and his hand, on my ass, rubbing and
squeezing until we both fell asleep.

Chapter 21

Alex

I
could have stared at her all night long. So many times I wanted to wake her, to
go round after round with her, but I didn’t because the peaceful and serene
look on her face as she slept put a smile on my face and a lock on my cock.
 
This was the first time I had woken up to
her in my arms. It felt surreal.

If someone had
told me that, at this point in my life, I’d be waking up to a female in my bed,
I would have laughed in
their
face. After Evelyn, I
didn’t exactly turn into the romantic type. Screwing a random girl here and
there was my forte, and it worked for me. No attachments, no feelings.
Just fucking and ducking.
Exactly what I had no intention of
doing with Cassie.

The morning sunlight
kissed her skin, her naked body still in my arms. Running my fingers over her
taut middle, the hardness of her rock solid abs electrified my core. Her pretty
little lips smacked a couple of times as she squirmed under my touch. The
innocence surrounding her made me smile, made me thankful that she was so
forgiving.

Unable to refrain
any longer, I kissed her, soft and slow a few times, stirring her and
interrupting her sleep. Her eyes squinted with the glow of the morning light,
finally focusing on me as she slightly turned her head.

“Morning,” I
lightly said, smiling at her, then leaning to kiss her perfectly pout lips
again.

A hint of a smile
spread across her lips as she gently exhaled.

“I’m a little
sore.” Her feeble morning voice slipped out as she shifted her legs in the bed.

I couldn’t help
but laugh. “You told me to fuck you, then you told me to punish you. I did
exactly what I was told--”

“And then some,”
she finished.

“Let me check. I
need to make sure you’re okay for what I have planned for the rest of the
weekend.”

I slipped under
the sheets, worming my way down her body, splattering kisses with each inch. Once
I reached her hips, I moved in between her legs, kissing my way over to her
middle, readying my tongue to soothe her ache. I could smell myself on her, a
welcomed scent, showing off that I had been there, and it was precisely where I
belonged. I scooted down, placing my face directly at her core. I snuck a peek,
seeing her usually pinkish flesh a slight shade darker, the lips to her
beautiful pussy a tad bit puffy.

“You’re a bit
swollen,” I murmured, smiling under the sheets.

She tried to
close her legs, but I quickly stopped her.

“Get from down
there.”

“Why?”

“Because that’s
embarrassing.”

“I’ve seen,
tasted, and explored every inch of this delectable body. There is nothing left
to be embarrassed about.”

I extended my
tongue, licking her thick lips with slow, deliberate movements. She was
definitely swollen, and if she did ache, I wanted to be the one to take it
away. She began to moan, her hands reaching down and holding on to my head. I
licked her lips, up and down, slightly sucking just for the fuck of it. She
brought her legs up, moving her body further away from me, to which I briskly
moved with her, now thrusting my tongue inside. She moaned even louder, hitting
my head and squirming.

“That’s not what
you’re supposed to be doing,” she whined.

I continued
tasting her, ignoring her whines and moans as I dove further and further,
filling her with me, savoring every piece of her. Her hips bucked and she
tugged on my ears, gripping tighter with each swirl. I could tell she was
close, so I didn’t let up. I intensified my licks, strengthening my sucks while
finding her clit and circling away. Her moans turned into harrowing screams, my
name filling the room. I kept at it, relentless sucks as she emptied herself,
painting my face with her deliciously sweet cum.

I was in heaven. I
never wanted to leave.

When her release
was finally done, I lay down at her middle, mesmerized by the fact that she was
mine. All mine.

I couldn’t
contain the smile creeping across my face as I finally emerged from the sheets.
She put that happiness into me. She also brought it out of me. I licked my
lips, slurping up the excess around my mouth. She scrunched her nose, a tiny
laugh leaving her body.

“What’s so
funny?” I asked, lying back down next to her.

“You are. You’re
gross.”

“You think you’re
gross?”

“I didn’t say
that.”

“I’m enjoying
you. So if that’s gross, you’re calling yourself gross. And I have to argue.
You’re delicious. So fucking delicious that I could eat you all day long.”

I kissed her,
smashing my mouth down to hers so that she had no choice but to get a good
taste of
herself
, before rolling out of the bed and
walking into the bathroom.

“We need to get
up and get going. I have a ton of shit I want to do with you today, and none of
it involves any traces of this fucking desert.”

“Where are we
going?”

“Don’t ask
questions. I’ve got this. Now come and shower with me.”

She rolled her
eyes then got out of bed, slowly walking into the bathroom and stopping in
front of the mirror.

“Look at my hair.
Yeah, a shower is very necessary.”

I stood behind
her, wrapping my arms around her middle, placing my chin down on her shoulder.

“Then fuck the
shower. Sex hair is perfect. Between that soreness and your hair, I’d say I’m
definitely leaving my mark.”

She smacked my
head then moved into the shower. I quickly followed behind her.

After showering,
we dressed and walked out to the kitchen. I walked behind her, watching the
movement of her ass cheeks in her tight fitting maxi dress, or whatever she had
called it. Her hair was thrown up into a damp, messy bun on the top of her
head. The look displayed her neck, a beautiful, luscious part of her body. I
sucked in my bottom lip, feeling my cock jump the longer I stared at her.

Riley and Natasha
were already in the kitchen with bacon, eggs, and coffee sitting in front of
them as Riley read the Marine Corps Times.

“Good morning,
guys,” Cassie called out, sitting down at the island.

“Well, damn. I’m
surprised she’s alive, Alex. Sounded like you were murdering her last night.” Natasha’s
eyes swept over to me, then to Cassie, winking.

Cassie flushed
red, putting her head down just as a coy smile took over her face.

“There’s more
food over there, man. Made some extra bacon and eggs.”

“I’m good,” I
said, pouring two mugs of coffee. “I had plenty to eat this morning already.”

Cassie’s eyes
damn near fell out of her head. Natasha laughed, and Riley joined her. I made a
quick plate and placed it in front of her, her light blush now completely red.

“I was so ready
to knock on your door and ask to be invited in. Chris was drunk and passed out
on me.”

“Sorry, we’re
selfish assholes. We don’t share,” I responded, taking a seat.

We made small
talk, Cassie trying hard to squeeze any bit of information out of Riley and
Natasha to find out what I had planned for her. Riley knew, but he was my
brother and wouldn’t be giving away any secrets. Natasha didn’t know, and I was
glad because her lips were loose. If she’d been privy to anything, she would
have spilled it.

After a second
cup of coffee, feeling like it was necessary after our intensely physical
night, I stood, taking the dishes and cleaning them off before placing them
into the dishwasher.

“Alright. We
better get going. We’ve got a bit of a drive ahead of us.”

“Yeah, we do too.
Better get going,” Riley countered, cleaning up after him and Natasha.

I ran into the
room and grabbed Cassie’s bags, then took them outside and placed them in the
back seat of my truck. She was saying goodbye to Natasha when I walked back to
the front door. I said my goodbyes, giving Riley the guy hug and whispering,
“Wrap it up,” before pulling away.

He laughed,
clapping my back. “Good luck.”

I smiled, then
took Cassie by the hand and led her out to my Ram. I opened her door, allowing
her to climb in before I shut it and ran around to the other side. I jumped in,
placing my hand on her thigh. “You ready to go?”

“As ready as I’ll
ever be,” she answered, her bright beautiful smile showing off her pearly white
teeth.

I started up the
truck, the low, thunderous roar of the engine growling to life. She took my
phone and plugged it into the auxiliary, rummaging through my music collection
and stopping on
Radio/Video
by
System of a Down
.

She rolled her
window down and shook her head along to the beat, singing at the top of her
lungs as we sped down the lonesome, barren highway that would take us away from
secrecy and into open happiness.