Mia's Return (5 page)

Her pussy clenched at the desperate
note in his voice. That she could do that to him was exciting. She
licked at his cock, toying with the head and felt him twitch. Very
quickly she coupled together all her reading and fantasizing with
reality and applied it. What she hadn’t anticipated was how
pleasurable
she
would find it. She could feel her body
responding, humming in a way that told her she could so easily
build to a quick and fiery climax of her own. She shifted on her
knees, squeezing her thighs together.

Alex was clutching at the counter, his
hand in her hair curling and releasing spasmodically as his climax
approached. His balls tightened and his cock jerked in her mouth.
She didn’t need his whispered “I’m coming,” as a warning. His seed
spilled into her throat in hot blasts and the salty, thick taste
was a novelty but not nearly as disgusting as her friends at school
had described it. She swallowed without qualms.

Alex took her face in his hands and
kissed her, slow and hard. “You take my breath away.”

“I hope not,” she said. “You’re going
to need it for a while yet.” She smoothed her hands up his chest
and wrapped her arms around his neck. “At least twice yet, by my
count.” She pressed herself against him. “I didn’t wear you out did
I?” she asked innocently and looked up at him with her eyes
wide.

His hands captured her ass, his blue
eyes glinted. “That’s not something you ask a man and get away
without penalty,” he growled.

She smiled. “I know.”

He pressed her against him and she felt
his cock against her, already thick and erect once more. “You’re in
trouble,” he told her.

She nodded.

He lifted her and she instinctively
coiled her legs about his waist, liking that her face was up near
his, her lips were by his. She kissed him, thrusting her tongue
into his mouth. “Fuck me,” she said, letting her lips brush
his.

He carried her over to the table,
pulled Juan’s chair out of the way and laid her on the bare, cool
laminate, then picked up his trousers, delved into a pocket and
pulled out a condom. She watched him roll it onto his cock with
deep interest.

He rested her heels on the corners of
the table and grasped her hips. “Let me know if I’m hurting you,
okay?”

“Don’t look so worried,” she told him.
“I’ve wanted this since I was sixteen. You couldn’t hurt me if you
tried but I might have to slap you around if you don’t hurry up and
fuck me.”

He grinned, his eyes lighting up. “I’ve
unleashed a monster.” He pushed his cock up against the tight
entrance of her pussy and she took a breath, deliberately letting
her muscles relax, allowing him entrance. Alex nudged inside,
pushing harder. Her tight ring of muscles let him in, spreading to
give him access. She felt discomfort but no pain and after a few
seconds, even the discomfort fled. He slid further in, until he was
fully seated and she could feel his balls rest against her ass.

She sighed. Possession. What a magical
word. “Fuck me,” she whispered.

He pulled out of her again and pushed
back in very slowly. And again. Each time he pushed back in, she
felt a growing, writhing frustration. She wanted more. Harder.
Faster. She could feel her juices gathering around his cock and her
body starting to shake with excitement. She looked up at Alex, her
breath hitching.

“Alex!” she pleaded.

Sweat was dotting his temples. He was
watching her, gauging her responses and it seemed he was waiting
for just this moment. His grip on her hips tightened and he drove
into her faster and harder, just as she wanted.

She arched like a bow, loving it.
Wanting it. She propped herself on the table as Alex rammed himself
into her. “Come for me,” she said, using his phrase.

He came with a growl, the tendons on
his neck straining, his hands on her hips gripping hard, as he
thrust in little spurts, his hips working.

He closed his eyes for a moment as his
climax swept through him, then sighed and smiled at her, as he
carefully pulled his cock from her pussy. “I’m not going to make
any comments. You’ll turn it somehow into an observation about my
age and inadequate performance.”

She laughed, for Alexander had supreme
confidence and his age had never been an issue. Only her age had
been a barrier. She climbed from the table, feeling the smallest
twinge of discomfort.

Alex was digging in his trousers again
and withdrew another condom and a small tube that she recognized by
intention rather than label. Lubricant.

Her whole body clenched in pleasurable
anticipation.

Alex stripped the condom from his cock
and wrapped it in several paper towels. He put it to one side on
the kitchen counter. “Later, I’ll bury it in the trash outside,” he
said. He turned to her. “Do you still want to finish this,
Mia?”

She knew what he was asking. “I want
it. I want your cock up my ass.”

His cock jerked as she baldly named her
third and last desire. “Where did you learn that you might like
such a thing, my sweet Mia, hmmm?”

“When I learned that you
did
like it and started to fuck myself in the ass with my own dildos
and imagine it was you doing it to me,” she told him.

He was reaching for the condom and
lubricant he had put on the counter but his hand paused and his
eyes widened as he looked at her. “I never really stood a chance,
did I?” he said. “I corrupted you just by being around you.”

“I call it something else entirely,”
Mia told him. She crooked her finger. “Come here, and bring those
with you.”

He picked up the condom and tube,
strode to her and picked her up, his arms around her waist and
carried her over to the sofa. He placed her on her knees on the
cushions and put the tube and condom aside. “You’re more of a
temptress as a virgin than women with twice your experience. God
help the world in ten years’ time.”

She felt a warm glow at the compliment.
“As long as I’m tempting enough for right now.”

“More than.” He kissed her hard, deep
and long, holding her against him. She could hear his heart against
her chest and his cock stirring between them. With her new-found
sense of power, she pushed on his shoulders, separating them enough
so that she could reach for his testicles and caress them.
Fascinated, she watched his cock stiffen and grow. She curled her
other hand around the shaft and slid it up and down gently, letting
it bump over the flaring edges of the head.

Alex gave a groan. “God, that’s
good.”

She smiled. “Yes?” She tightened her
hand a little. “And this?”

He hissed, his hips jerking, his eyes
narrowing. “Yes.” His voice was lower. Hoarse.

Mia increased the speed of her hand a
fraction and watched as he sank into the spell of arousal. His
breath hastened, his eyes slowly closed. Her own pussy and clit
throbbed.

Alex reached for her arm to make her
stop and she pushed him away with her other hand. Quick as a snake,
he snared her wrist in his fist, halting her with an iron grip. He
was breathing heavily and his blue eyes looked almost drugged.

He reached for the condom and sheathed
his red, pulsing cock, then coated it with lubricant.

“Turn around, Mia,” he told her, his
voice thick with lust.

She turned, trembling with anticipation
and excitement, to face the back of the sofa. Alex’s arms came
around her waist and his mouth caressed her neck. “I have gone
nights without sleep because of the need to slide my cock into your
ass.”

Her breath stilled, her heart leapt.
“You never let me know.”

“How could I risk it?” His hands slid
down to her mons, capturing the mound and squeezing, making her
press her ass back into him. She reached for the back of the sofa
for support and found herself bending over almost naturally,
opening herself up to him. Excitement speared her as Alex toyed
with her breasts, while pressing himself into her from behind, his
sheathed cock rubbing between her ass cheeks, settling up against
her anus and pussy and spreading lubricant.

Alex picked up the tube and added more
lubricant, stroking around her ass. Mia moaned at his touch, her
fever increasing. Her clit was pulsing with energy and her pussy
clenching emptily.

He pushed a finger inside her,
spreading the lube and preparing her. But Mia was well-practiced
and the single digit was nothing to her. She moaned at the little
invasion. “More,” she begged.

She heard Alex’s heavy exhalation.
“Jesus,” he muttered. He pushed another finger inside her and
spread her gently with both, testing the muscle.

She moaned in delight. “Fuck me, Alex,”
she begged. “Fuck my ass. I can take it.”

He removed his fingers and she felt the
thick blunt tip of his cock replace them. She wriggled with
delight.

“Relax and keep still, Mia,” he
murmured, as his hands caught at her hips. “If you’ve never taken a
man into you before, then do as I say. I don’t want to hurt
you.”

She took a deep breath and relaxed and
tried to keep still. But it was hard not to respond to the
perfectly delightful sensation of Alex’s cock sliding into her.
There was an unaccustomed stretching—he was much bigger than any
dildo she had ever had inside her. He was hot but soft living
tissue too. The differences were incomparable.

The need to wriggle, to clench around
him, to tilt her hips and writhe, were almost overwhelming. Mia
closed her eyes and panted. “Alex, please!”

“Am I hurting you?”

“God, no! It feels so good, I think I’m
going to die if you don’t let me move in a second!”

He gave a low laugh. “It feels good,
hmm?”

“Oh yes!”

“How about this, then?” He
withdrew—again with incredibly slowness. Then pushed back into
her.

She caught her breath and looked over
her shoulder at him. “Again. Faster.”

He shook his head. “Faster will kill
me
. You’re so tight and hot around me, I’ll come in a
heartbeat. I can’t believe that you can do that to me. Only you
could bring me to this point so fast.”

She wriggled. “Please?”

He caught at her hips as she moved.
“God, don’t do that,” he implored. “Very well then.” He plucked one
of her hands from the back of the sofa and kissed it, then brought
it between her thighs. His fingers pressed hers against her clit,
stroking it.

Mia gasped at the electrifying
sensation.

“Don’t stop,” Alex told her, as his
hand returned to her hip. “I want you to come when I do and I know
you
know how powerful your climax will be with me in your
ass.”

She did know. Mia massaged her clit,
finding the sensitive sweet spot and circling it. Her fluids were
plentiful and she coated her fingers with them, circling back to
her clit, teasing it. She was already so close to coming, it would
take mere seconds.

Alex pulled out of her and pushed back
in, slowly building up speed. He was trying to control it but after
a few moments pleasure took over and he merely gripped her hips and
began to pounding into her, his balls slamming against her with
each stroke.

Mia slipped a finger on each side of
her clit and tugged, knowing her climax was unavoidable now. She
threw her head back as the orgasm ripped through her and was
shocked to hear a scream tear from her throat, as her body locked
around Alex’s cock and pleasure gushed through her.

Alex thrust his arm out for support as
his climax was triggered by hers. His hand slapped into the back of
the sofa next to hers and he strained over the top of her. “Oh
god,” he whispered.

There was despair in his voice.

They fell onto the sofa together,
afterward. Alex kept her in his arms, in no hurry to let her
go.

Twenty minutes before her mother would
come home from work, Mia stirred. “You have to leave now.”

He kissed her. “I was wrong, Mia. All
wrong. Come with me.”

“You know I can’t.”

“I’ll come back for you then. Later
tonight.” His eyes were very blue in the filtered afternoon light.
“I’ve got some things to sort out, first. I’ll come back and pick
you up and we’ll head down to Acapulco and get married
tomorrow.”

Mia stared at him. “You mean that,
Alex?”

He brushed her hair from her temple.
“Yes, I do.”

“It’s not some sort of guilt trip for
taking my virginity or some dumbass thing like that? Because I just
about had to break your arm to make you do it in the first place
and it took me two years to talk you into it, anyway. You’re a hard
sell, Alex la Croix. Do not go wearing any hair shirts over this.
Marriage as a penance really isn’t your style.”

He laughed and kissed her. “It really
isn’t, is it? You know me far too well and that’s the really scary
part—how well you know me. I’ve been lying here for forty minutes,
telling myself I have to let you go, that I have to get up and walk
away just as we agreed. I can’t do it, Mia. I just can’t. So if
you’ll have me, if you’re willing to take the risk, we’re going to
have to run and risk Juan’s and the commission’s vengeance, but at
least we’ll risk it together.”

“If you’re marrying me, it will mollify
Juan.”

“That’s not why I’m doing it,” Alex
said sharply. “Don’t ever think that.”

“I know.” She kissed him. “When will
you be back?”

“You’ll do it?”

“Yes.”

He took a deep breath, a smile forming.
He got to his feet and started to dress, retrieving his clothes
from across the trailer, and as he dressed he laid out a plan for
their escape to Mexico starting at two a.m. that night. Mia added
details as he spoke. By the time he was dressed, the plan was
complete and he dropped to his knees in front of her and kissed her
one last time.

“I came here to say goodbye,” he told
her. “I felt wretched. You’ve turned my day, my life, around. Thank
you.”