The cab ride back to Hatter's place was filled with wandering eyes and covert, sneaky touches. When they drive past Alice's street, she looks up and out the window, surprised. When she turns back, Hatter sneaks one hand behind her head into her hair to pull her to him for a long, steamy kiss. Alice takes his other hand and puts it on her waist as she leans into him. Moments later, the cabbie calls out that they've arrived. Alice flushes in embarrassment as Hatter reaches for his wallet. Alice opens the door and goes to step out, but Hatter grabs her arm.
"Wait." Hatter's eyes are dark and unreadable so she waits, thinking perhaps he isn't sure he has enough cash. She moves to open her purse but Hatter is already paying the man the correct amount. Confused, Alice looks over to Hatter for confirmation before stepping out of the car. He is trying to put his wallet away while sitting in the cab when a flash of silver from Alice's extremely high heels catches his attention. He stops moving for a half second, just staring with obvious heat. Alice ducks her head down, curls dancing over her shoulder and her eyes are glowing with confused mirth and traces of impatient lust. Hatter stops fooling with his wallet, thrusts himself out of the car towards her and then slides his wallet into his pocket in one smooth move. He closes the door to the cab and takes Alice's hand, gently pulling her to the building.
The keys are trembling in Hatter's hand as Alice, feeling high on the feeling of female magnetism, is leaning against the glass wall next to him, humming a song and trailing a finger along Hatter's neck and shoulder under his jacket. When he can't concentrate enough to get the key in, Alice giggles.
"Having trouble fitting your key in luv?" Her last word is slow and exaggerated, the sound of her mirth turning to teasing mockery. Hatter growls and turns his body to her, dropping his keys to place both of his hands on her. One hand follows the line of her dress from her upper thigh to just above the back of her knee while the other pulls her head close, cradling her cheek to hold her to him. Her arm wraps around him as he slants his lips over her smiling ones. When she pushes her tongue through their locked lips to press against his, he pushes her back into her own mouth, dominating her with his tongue, his hands tightening in her curly hair, pulling her back gently to press rapid, hard kisses against her lips, never in quite the same place.
He kisses her senseless, nipping at her bottom lip and pulling away. He pulls her arms from his back to rest at her sides but one hand springs up to her full, almost bruised lips, touching lightly. Hatter smiles and waves his hand in front of her face but her eyes stay closed as she sighs. Hatter picks up his key and in one fluid motion, unlocks and holds open the door for her, pulling her through the opening as her eyes flutter open to see his smirk. He leads her by the hand to the elevators, pushing the button, which opens the door of the elevator immediately. He steps in and sticks the 'PH' key in the lock, pressing the button with his knuckle. He catches the reflection of movement behind him in the shiny door and turns just in time to catch Alice's hands as they are reaching for where his bum had been. He tsks and pulls her hands up, pressing her against the wall of the elevator. Alice's pulse spikes and her eyes close as she anticipates being thoroughly kissed again, but Hatter makes no move to touch her. She opens her eyes to look at him curiously, but the ping of the elevator saves him. He reaches up and pulls his key free as he releases her and precedes her out of the elevator.
"I wish I could take you somewhere nicer, this place is one big eye sore." Alice smiles but she can almost feel Hatter's upset. She thinks he might be shy or ashamed that he needs to settle on someone else's mercy instead of making his own way. She stops him from reaching for the door by grabbing his wrist. He turns back to her, his eyes confirming her earlier suspicion. Alice doesn't know what she can do to help so she grips his vest with both hands, pulling him to her. Hatter kisses her with as much energy as he can, but the shame of the apartment behind him is sapping his will quickly.
Alice releases his lips and lowers her head to his chest. The tie rubbing against her cheek brings an idea to her mind. Alice battles internally for a second. 'Can I really give up so much control?' She smiles against his chest, remembering their first time together. She had been restrained the entire time and Hatter had been nothing but giving. She'd never felt a moments discomfort so with that thought in mind, she lifts her head, gives him her sultriest smile and tugs at his tie. Hatter raises an eyebrow in confusion, looking around the lobby.
"I have the feeling that you don't want to insult my 'delicate' sensibilities with Jack's eyesore of an apartment." Hatter grins sheepishly as she pulls the tie free. She loosens it out of the knot until the tie lays limp across her outstretched hands. Hatter is suddenly getting very warm, Alice's intent to be blindfolded becoming obvious to his lust addled brain. Alice lifts the tie, fat end first to cover her eyes and Hatter steps behind her, quickly taking over the task. He wraps the tie around her head, kissing her neck chastely, then her ear. His hands wrap the tie around a second time, and this time, Hatter presses kisses to her shoulder and as he steps around to stand in front of her, he presses a kiss to her lips, his hands tying off the tie. Alice reaches up from wringing her hands and Hatter grabs both, placing kisses on her hands, then her palms, then her wrists as he pulls her to the door.
Alice hears the rattle of keys and the sound of the door opening. She feels Hatter take her hand and she waits for him to pull her forward but instead, he places something in her hands.
"Hold that for me will ya luv?" Alice grips the item in both hands and figures it to be his hat. She is about to ask him why when she feels his shoulder at her stomach and he lifts her, slapping her bum lightly. She holds his hat in one hand, the other sliding to his back, his butt, finally resting on his hip to help support her. She nervously laughs as he kicks the door closed but then she knows they are on their way to the bedroom, where Hatter will take charge and rock her world. It is only a dozen steps later that Alice feels herself being lowered to her feet. She feels Hatter's heat walk away from her for a moment and hears a door close. She hears Hatter's steps and then feels his hands, running from her lower back around her waist to the front. He runs them back before speaking.
"Where is the zipper in this lovely dress Alice?" Alice smiles wickedly as she replies.
"There is no zipper, I'm wrapped in here by the straps." Her hand raises up to her left hip, where she pulls the first strap free and before she can reach around to the right, he grabs both of her hands, pulling his hat away and tossing it over to the chairs near the window without looking. He lets her hands fall to her sides and he trails his hands up her arms, over the cloth covered shoulders and down her back, one hand sliding over the loose strap as the other moves to her right hip, pulling the other strap loose as well. Both straps slide over Alice's too sensitive skin to join into one strap along her back, crossed mid-back and dangling down. Hatter takes one finger, trails it down the back of Alice's neck as the other hand wraps around her stomach. His finger slides along the inside of her shoulder blade, following the material to the cross. He slides that same lucky finger down her spine, loosening the straps and separating them, so that the straps hang from her shoulders. Hatter slides his other hand up her chest to sit on the shoulder for the opposite arm, pulling her tight against him and holding the dress from falling off the front until he lets it. He fingers the strap to his left, using the soft jersey material to tease Alice.
She can't believe how erotic Hatter undressing her can be. She is breathing shallowly, trying to hear his movements. She feels the heat of his breath on her neck a moment before Hatter flicks the strap off of her one shoulder, placing kisses along the newly uncovered skin. Alice moans at the feeling, her head lolling back in pleasure. Hatter steps back a step, letting his hand trail down to her stomach and then her hip before spinning her quickly to face him. He looks down at his Alice, her face flushed, lips swollen from her biting them and her dress falling off the side to his right.
He can hardly believe that he is allowed to touch her. He pulls his vest off and is quickly unbuttoning his dress shirt buttons, leaving the shirt lying open on his chest. When he doesn't immediately do anything, Alice gets worried. Her dress is hanging off the one side, no bra underneath. What is Hatter waiting for? She no sooner finishes the thought before Hatter grips her hip tightly and lowers his head to her breast. He drags his stubble across the soft mound before latching his lips and tongue to the nub, playing furiously with it to Alice's delight.
She raises her hands up to his hips and travels up his back to tangle in his hair, her mouth gasping and calling his name in breathy whispers. Hatter slides his hand from her hip along her ribcage to grab the dangling strap. He wraps it around his hand like boxing wraps, pulling the material down and off her other breast. He switches his mouth's attention to the other breast, and helps by fondling it with the material of her dress wrapped around his hand. Alice releases his hair and raises her hands to her own scalp, pulling her hair tightly to keep herself from screaming. Hatter can hear her trying to speak without crying out.
"Hat-!" A deep breath. "Hatter! Mmgh, I, Hatter I-" Hatter knows she is getting impatient, that she is craving, but he wants to hear it, he wants to hear how badly she wants him. He raises his other hand to the waistband of her dress, sliding his hand just inside and rubbing his knuckles along her flat stomach, feeling her muscles quiver under his ministrations. "Augh! Hatter, please!" Hatter growls and nips her nipple just a shade too hard. Alice gasps and he immediately releases her from his mouth, trailing his tongue softly around the abused area. Alice finds the sensation incredibly erotic and moans aloud again, trying to convey her need to Hatter. "Hatter!" She fights to regain her breath as he blows cold air against the wet flesh. "Hatter, I need-" Hatter loses his patience, one hand reaching up and tearing the tie off her head, which was already loosening while pulling his head up to look her in the eye. His dark, desirous eyes seem so intense to Alice's blinking but aroused eyes.
"What is it that you need Alice? Tell me…" She notices he is still fondling her breast through the dress strap and his hand is venturing lower on her stomach. Her eyes are drifting closed and her mouth falls open but she doesn't answer fast enough. "Tell me Alice, tell me now!" Alice blinks as words tumble from her lips.
"Fuck me Hatter. Make me yours, over and over again." Hatter feels his already straining cock tighten further in his pants. He lowers his head to rest his forehead on hers as he loosens his hand from the strap and slides it under the waistband of the dress, using both hands to slide it down her hips and legs, until he is kneeling at her feet, helping her step out of the dress. Alice lifts her leg and lets it rest on his shoulder. Hatter smiles up at her evilly and rubs his hands up her thigh, tracing patterns, kneading gently but ignoring the place she wishes he would sink into. Judging the distance between Alice and the bed, he launches himself towards the bed, throwing Alice off balance and landing across the navy stripe of the bedspread. Alice feels his weight settle on her, her leg still above his shoulder and him straddling her other leg, which is bent a little to prevent discomfort.
Hatter turns his face to her leg, kissing the inner thigh as he slides off of her slowly, kissing all the way until he can stand at the foot of the bed to remove his clothing. Alice watches with hungry eyes as he reaches for his belt and pants. He opens them quickly and his erection jumps out, thick and red and ready. Alice grabs her breast in her hand; kneading it the way Hatter had and bites her lip in anticipation. Hatter strips as quickly as he can, seeing her eagerness and pulls her to the edge of the bed by hooking under her knees. Alice squeals at the sudden movement but quickly lays her feet on his shoulders.
Hatter takes in the last scrap of clothing, Alice's white lacy panties. They are tied together by two little bows, one on each of her hips. He delicately pulls the little strings and uses his thumbs to slide under the material and slide it off of her wet pussy. He lets the material fall to lie against the bed and lifts his hands to her ankles. He loves the feel of Alice's bare skin, soft and warm as his hands slide down her long legs to lift her hips to meet him. One hand lifts while the other guides himself in, straight to the long, keening moan of his name.
"Haatterrr!" Alice once again grips her breast and squeezes, making Hatter pound harder in reaction. Alice begins to tilt her hips as Hatter picks up speed and begins to throw his weight into the mix. She lifts her other hand so that she can grip both breasts and Hatter groans at the sight. His Alice wants to come on his cock so badly she is taking matters into her own hands.
"Fuck that's so hot luv!" Alice smiles up at him and lifts one hand to her mouth, sucking her index and thumb into her mouth quickly and then returning to her breast, using the two slick digits to tease her nipple. Hatter's eyes close and he bites his lip to hold back his orgasm. Alice is close and wants to arouse Hatter further. Dirty talking seemed to work before.
"Oh Hatter! Nngh, don't cum yet baby. for me, I want- mmhgh, I wanna cum with you, yeah, feel you fill me up." Hatter is trying but if Alice doesn't shut it, he won't be able to hold off. He bends between thrusts, lowering her legs to the bed and kisses her moaning lips, leaning on the balls of his feet to continue thrusting into her. The change in angle sends Alice ever higher and straight to her screaming orgasm, her tight walls closing around him and milking him for every last drop. Hatter has to stop kissing her lips as she comes, her mouth shooting open in a scream and staying open even as the sound trails off. Hatter collapses against her, both of their breathing labored. Eventually, Hatter pulls himself out slowly, Alice's eyes closing in complete satiation once more. He steps back a step, helps her up and walks towards the bathroom. Alice waits to follow until he turns on the light in the bathroom, so she won't trip over an end table or anything stupid. Hearing the rush of a tub, Alice grins as she walks towards the bathroom light.
