Thanks for all the reviews on the first chapter - you're all very kind. Here's the second (and final) part...complete with the promised smut. Hope you enjoy. Thanks again to Gene'sGirl13 and Harri83 for all their help!
Chapter 2
Previously...
"Are yer goin' ter come out or am I goin' ter 'ave ter come in there; because either way, we are goin' ter talk about this."
"Go away Gene!" Why am I yelling at him? Because I'm embarrassed and being angry with him is the only way I can maintain my dignity. Funny how I can answer my own questions most of the time, but can't seem to prevent myself from doing and saying stupid things.
"Alex." I know that tone; he wasn't taking no for an answer. He was not making an idle threat. He would carry out his ultimatum. I know there is no avoiding the issue. I've made my bed and now I'm going to have to lie in it. Sighing, I stand and open the door before moving back to sit on my bed. He follows me in but doesn't join me. He stands awkwardly, unsure of his place in this, my domain. "Think I might 'ave ter change me assessment slightly," he comments. "Yer are jealous, but not because I'm seein' action and yer aren't, but because I'm seein' action wi' someone 'oo isn't you." I am suddenly thankful that the room is dark; the only light coming from the street outside; it hides my blush. When I don't say anything he presses me further, "Alex?"
"YES! Yes, you're right okay? I am jealous!" I'm standing again now pacing up and down, tears stinging my eyes. I know I should stop, but I can't, I'm like a woman possessed. The floodgates have been opened and there's no stopping me. I continue my rant, "And do you want to know why, 'Gene'?" I waggle my fingers just because I know it winds him up. "Because I've been with you for two and a half years; I've stood by you, I've helped you and supported you and all I get is half arsed insults and cheap innuendo but a woman who you've known for all of five minutes gets more affection from you! I'm jealous that she got to kiss you and that you kissed back! I'm jealous because she's had something that I never will: You. There, you happy now?"
"No," he says simply and stalks towards me. I step backwards but after a couple paces I feel the wall behind me. Gene is still advancing on me and there's nowhere for me to go. My breath hitches as he stops, his face a mere inch from mine. He lifts his hand to my cheek and wipes away a stray tear. Before I know what's happening, he's leaning over and pressing his lips to mine. He's slow and deliberate; not at all what I imagined our first kiss to be. But it's good. I shudder at the electricity that shoots down my spine and let out a soft moan. I am just about to respond when he pulls away and smiles. "Happy now."
"Gene..." I begin but I have no clue what to say. Luckily for me, Gene doesn't seem interested in talking.
"I want you Bolly. 'Ave done since yer first arrived. The innuendo an' the teasin' was cos I didn't think yer'd ever feel the same. But it appears I were wrong. So fer once in yer life jus' do as I tell yer, shut yer lipstick...an' kiss me." With his order my last vestige of self-control disappears and I launch myself at him, flinging my arms around his neck and crushing his mouth against mine. My tongue thrusts into his mouth, running over his teeth and palate. I drink him in, a musky taste, a mixture of cigarettes and whiskey, that is undeniably masculine and distinctly Gene. Our kiss grows in intensity by the second. He winds his strong arms around me drawing me closer. His hands slide down my back and clutch my buttocks through the denim of my jeans, hoisting me up. I wrap my legs around him to bring us even closer together. Using the wall to help keep me in position, Gene sneaks his hands between us and grabs the bottom of my jumper, inching it up my body and over my head. "Gorgeous," he rasps.
He unfastens the clasp of my bra and he stares for a moment licking his lips. Oh boy, he looks like a kid in a sweet shop who's finally going to get what he wants and is savouring the anticipation of the first bite. Suddenly he drops his mouth to the underside of my breast. I gasp a little and then let out a low, shuddering moan when his mouth latches onto my nipple. His other hand pays attention to the other one, first running his thumb over it, then cupping the whole breast and squeezing slightly, and then lightly twisting the nub between his thumb and forefinger. His tongue is laving my other nipple and then sucking on it alternately.
"Mmmmm", he vibrates against the nipple. I almost choke on the sensation that causes, the vibrations coursing straight to my uterus. I whimper. "Tell me," he breathes against my breast before laving the nipple again. I am beyond coherent thought at this point and just tell him what I can croak out,
"Har...harder." He scrapes his teeth over the nipple, causing me to yelp and then latches on with vigour, his hand coming up to support the underside of my breast and squeeze gently, while his mouth suckles, slow, but sooo hard. My head falls back against the wall and I moan,
"Oh yeh!" Gene lets my nipple go with a small pop and moves back to look at me. I slide back to the floor, and feel his erection brush against me. My hands reach up to unbutton his shirt. My fingers are clumsy, but I get there eventually, slipping it off his shoulders. I'm surprised to find him bare-chested; he's opted to go without a vest today. I run my hands down from his broad shoulders to his belt buckle. I unfasten his belt and slide his zip down, brushing his arousal; he's hot and heavy and, oh boy, it's all for me. I hook my fingers into the elastic of his boxers and pull them down gently. My first glimpse of naked Gene and it doesn't disappoint; he's gorgeous. I stare at his impressive erection and watch it twitch and grow harder under my gaze. I blink slowly, wrapping my hand around him, stroking from root to tip. I delight in the grunting sound of pleasure this causes. I repeat my movement a few times until I feel wetness and glance down. A small drop of precum has collected at his tip. I swipe my thumb over it, spreading it and it's Gene's turn to moan,
"Awww, Bolls!" I could admire his endowment all night but I can't wait any longer. I lift my hands to Gene's chest and push lightly. He gets the messages and steps backwards. When the back of his legs hit the bed he looks at me quizzically,
"Sit," I order and he complies. I drop to my knees and Gene's eyes widen in response.
"Bolls. Yer don't 'ave ter...Awww fuck!" he growls as my tongue touches him. I hum as I lap the fluid off the head with my tongue. I revel in the hiss that comes from him. I look up and make eye contact, opening my mouth and slowly but steadily take his shaft into my mouth. A long moan comes from his throat and he reaches out to grab the post at the foot of my bed with one hand, the other wrapping into my hair. I wrap my hand around the bottom again and move gently up and down, flattening my tongue along the underside and swishing back and forth. The grunts, groans and hisses coming from him urge me on. I feel myself get wetter in response to his excitement. I grab his rear end and slide down on him as far as I can go. His breath is ragged. He feels like soft silk over steel. The head hits the back of my throat and I stop breathing. Then I take a deep breath through my nose. Before I can think about it and change my mind, I relax my throat, tilt my chin up and push . . . and feel him sliding down my throat. Once he passes my tongue, it's easy the rest of the way. I don't' stop until my nose is buried in his wiry hair. My jaw aches a little but it's worth it. I squeeze my lips tight, release them and slide back a little and he is screaming my name,
"Aleeeeex! Oh Jesus, Alex!" I slide back and down again.
"Oh god, no one's ever...aahh Christ .. oh god ..." A few more sucks and he grasps my head gently and pulls me back, "Bolls, if yer carry on, I'm going to come...I don't want . . . not yet..." I don't want him to come either, not yet. I have other plans for that hard hunk of flesh between his legs. I want it between mine. I stand up and step to the side and crawl onto the bed on all fours. Reaching the centre, I flop down on my back, one arm reaching toward him. He has craned his neck around to watch my progress. He flips around and crawls up to straddle me. Leaning down and pinning my arms beside my head, he captures my lips in his for another slow, wet kiss with lots of tongue. He keeps this up until I am squirming and gasping for air.
His left hand releases me to wander down over my side and I immediately start running my hand over his chest and shoulders. He makes his way over my hip and into the juncture between my thighs as he stares into my eyes, watching every little reaction as I twitch and gasp. God help me, his fingers are playing in my swollen folds now, separating them and rubbing back and forth.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo," escapes me with every brush of his fingers. He moves down and raises my legs, putting his face between my thighs and looks up to make eye contact, asking my permission. I nod. I don't seem to be able to speak at the moment. A second later he dives down and jams his tongue between my swollen lips. That long talented tongue snakes it way inside and does a dance around my walls. I shriek at the sensation that streaks through me and buck my hips. One of his hands comes up to hold me down as he slows and laps me from bottom to top, sucking my wetness from each lip. His tongue moves up to find my hidden bundle of nerves and circle it mercilessly. Two fingers slide easily inside and tilt toward my front walls. Sparks. If I look down, I'm sure I'll see sparks flying out from between my legs each time his tongue sweeps around my nub, setting off an electric tingle through my belly. I hear myself as my groans escalate to an embarrassing volume. Then I feel my abdomen melt into a puddle of warm goo.
"Oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah, right there. Oh Gene!"
He stops circling with his tongue and sucks my clit into his mouth, sucking, releasing, sucking, releasing. The bolts of pleasure that fly through my body are exquisite and jarring and send me tumbling over the edge. I shriek once,
"Aaaaahhhhh, yyyeeesss!" And I explode. The spasms are hard, intense and start in my vagina. From there they move to my uterus and they ripple out over my abdomen and through my whole body, forcing my hips to buck, my back to arch, and my head to thrash back and forth. It is a long, keening, intense orgasm. Just pure sensation rocking my body from head to toe. "Geeeeeennnnnneeeeee! Oh shit! Ahh, yeah! Ahh, yeah! Ooooooooohhhhhhh."
He slides up my body, dragging his skin against mine. His eyes are dark, his lids heavy. I feel his hard cock teasing the wetness between my thighs. I shudder.
"Oh God Gene! Fuck me. Please. I want you inside me." I see a smirk form on his face,
"Yer wish is my command Lady Bolls." I tilt my hips upwards and he guides himself into me. He slides in slowly, steadily. I groan low, feeling his head hit my cervix. He smiles at me and retreats almost all the way then plunges back in, grinding his hips into mine. He does twice more before beginning to steadily thrust into me; deep, long, hard strokes but still at a slow pace. The room is silent except for our escalating moans. He is stoking me slow but steady. I can feel myself climbing towards the peak again. I want it; I want it bad. I want to take him with me.
"Faster," I pant. He nods and begins increases his pace steadily until he is slamming into me, my hips bouncing on the mattress from the impact. I lift my legs, squeezing his waist tight between thighs and try to meet his thrusts, but he is going too fast now. I just lay there in a wash of sensation, trying to keep my eyes open. His sweat is beading on his neck and face and I brace myself with my hands on his biceps. I can no longer meet his thrusts, I can no longer hold on. My legs slip off his waist. And I am thrashing like a mad woman under his persistent assault. Shrieks and moans are echoing off the walls as I lose control of my voice too. "Whoa, whoa, oh God, oh God, Gene. I'm gonna...gonna come again." I feel him shift up away from my body and howl in protest. But he quickly winds his arms under my legs, catching the backs of my knees in the crooks of his elbows and surging forward. His first thrust after that drives him deeper into me, so deep. He's still hitting my clit with his pubic bone each time he crashes into me, but from the bottom now. Three strokes like this and the tremors starts. I scream his name as I feel the world swirl around me and my universe exists only in my body as I ripple with wave after wave of pleasure. My eyes close in spite of my best attempts to keep them open. "Ahhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Awww, fuuuuuck! Oh Yeeesss, Yeeesss! Oh God, Oh God, Oh Goooodddd!"
He doesn't slow down his pounding as my internal walls furiously grab at his cock. He just keeps slamming and grinding into me as I ride out the waves. I open my eyes just in time to see his lips pull back into a grimace of pain/pleasure. He emits a low growl as his body jerks with the force of his orgasm as he empties himself into me.
"Ooooh fuck Bolls. Shit! Ahhhhhhhh!" He's still trembling as he loosens his grip on my legs and lets them fall to the bed. Then he collapses onto me, panting into my shoulder as he tries to catch his breath. "Bloody 'ell Bolls. If I'd known I'd get a shag like that I'd 'ave kissed some random woman months ago!"
"I take it you enjoyed then?" I ask, wondering what this means for us now. Did he think I was just after a one night thing? Was he? Or could we be something more? The thought recurs from earlier; does Gene Hunt actually date? He rolls off me, propping himself up on his elbow and flashes me a rare smile,
"O' course I enjoyed it. Bloody amazin'. Feel a bit o' a shit though Bolls." I gaze at him, puzzled. "Shoulda taken yer on a date before gettin' in ter yer knickers," he clarifies. "Maybe I could take yer out one night? If yer want to that is?" He sounds almost nervous, and I bite my lip to stop the chuckle that threatened to spoil the moment. "It probably won't be 'roast fois whatsit', or whatever the 'ell yer said yer favourite meal were, but it'll be good grub. What d'yer say?"
"I think that sounds wonderful." As he leans down and captures my lips with his once again, I guess I've got my answer; it seems that Gene Hunt does in fact date after all.
THE END
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