The Golden Times
Chapter 11
I done this chapter with less angst, but still potentially dark in parts and more smut, Happier times lay ahead for Galex for the next few chapters, I'm moving these chapters on a pace, setting this one in early February and Chapter 12 in Mid to Late February 1984. Unbeta'd
After being secretly snatched from outside of Fenchurch East Police station front entrance car park while Alex and Gene's backs were turned whilst they spoke with a furious, impatient Jim Keats, a blindfold was taken off from Rhys' head hair in a scrappy mess, as his eyes scanned all around the small dingy surroundings of an abandoned apartment, sound of water dripping droplets into a kitchen sink , hands tied backwards behind a small stiff wooden chair. He came face to face with his kidnapper, emotions overwhelming in their intensity, tears threatening to break his usual familiar cheerful persona, eyes locked on the opposite one's that looked at him This person was just about to explain but Rhys cut them off, angry and furiously speaking clearly
"Where am I ...What the.....How could you do this to me you know what you are selfish and greedy bastard like you always were when especially after you walked out on us when i was a toddler... for christs sake they think i'm protecting you from being arrested and charged with cold blooded murder.... You do know they'll find you....DCI Hunt and DI Drake they're not bone dead stupid detectives they're more cleverer than any other police detectives are in the entire London Police force" seconds later, he received a bucket of cold freezing water, wetting his face and hair and a slap across his face for this determined outburst, almost feeling an urge to spit in disgust at the dangerous individual seated before him, legs crossed and then moving wide apart.
"Rhys I'm your father for crying out loud... Let me tell you.... My reasons are simple I bought you 'ere' because I want to tell you this now before you choose to go running back to this DCI with what i've said... I swear to you i didn't kill Jack Finnegan..." Sitting forwards, heels tapping repeatedly on the cold hard surface floor with hands leaning downwards to unloosen the tight rope from around Rhys' hands.
"Yes but they saw you on camera entering his prison cell.. you must have killed him.. How did you both even manage to cross paths in the first place..please tell me you didn't stoop so low that killing Jack was the last resort, desperation" Rhys looked drained of any colouring in his face, more blueish around the rim of his eyes , underneath the bright room light, dark purple shadows reflected over one side of his face.
"May I remind you again.. I Michael Thomas am no murderer.. yes i hit people when they don't respect me but i wouldn't go that far by killing.. Me and Jack met at a small gathering at a funeral in Southampton about five years ago.. thought he seemed like a good fella... fought for what he believed in.. sometimes talked a lot of crap about pulling one over against the London coppers" Michael looked to be telling the proper truth, he had a lot to catch up on with his son who still felt an incredibly amount of bitterness and rejection towards his father, who tried to plead with Rhys to listen to his long story.
"Was he a part of your gang when you robbed that bank in 1980? i know because Gene told me everything about your cowardly act of trying to blow yourself up on your yacht off the coast of Spain.. What were you trying to accomplish or were you just running scared because of some guys were chasing after some money you owned them.. Huh i want to hear it from your own lips .. come on I'm intrigued to hear it all" Rhys had reached a higher unknown he'd never experienced before his young life, being reunited with his father would prove to ruin anything he looked forward to in life.. his upcoming marriage to Sophie.
"No Jack bloody wasn't..bastard became greedy took me for nearly all the money i hid away for special occasions.. so drew out a plan and sent two members of my team undercover to do some research on this massive bank .. so we planned to rob this bank in West London within days, not necessarily attempting to take all of the bank's money that they held in their safes.. Day came and we were eventually more successful they could ever had imagined.. 40 million pounds we stole..developed new identities so the cops wouldn't be able to trace our every movement.. I spent 5000 grands on the yacht named it Alexandra... After i visited Barcelona on a day trip some elderly spanish man challenged me to spend nearly all of money during a evening at a casino.. in fact i fooshily blew nearly all of it "
"So where it is...Still haven't asked my question why did you attempt to fake your own death?" Rhys looked serious, eyes tightened hard and dark, glancing over at his father who began to feel a whole amount of pressure on his shoulders.
"Its in a bank account i set up under an other name.... Daniel Hope... and to answer your question... i became friends with a man by the name of Alberto Lopez, who i later found was a con artist working undercover,we'd chatted many times and he asked me to help him out by paying 20000 pasatas to set up a restaurant ,I agreed. Paying him the full amount about 4 weeks later he informed me that his sick elderly mother needed an operation.. i fell for his story and paid 350k... Still kept coming back asking for more bloody money.. My brain finally clicked into gear beofre i did something even stupider.... I'd been conned by a clever hustler and then i wasn't able to pay for some last remaining repairs on Alexandra.. so loan sharks arrived and threatened to take my boat off me and break every bone in my body... I couldn't face it.. had to escape somehow or some way...they'd search for me everywhere the only way was to fake my death.. I suceeded and then came back to Britain under the name of Daniel Hope..." He finished his explaination. hoping he would be forgiven for every past fatal mistake he'd ever made.
"You know if Gene finds about all of this.. he'll have you charged with identity fraud...You haven't changed.. Still and always will be a lying bastard" Upset as he was given a kick in the groin, leaving screaming in agony and feeling the rope being tightened once again around his wrists.
"Don't you dare talk to me about this DCI.. if he ever steps foot inside these block of flats.. he'll be met with a punch and kicks... I'm not going to jail do you understand me Rhys.. I'm doing this to prove I never murdered Jack...I'm not murderer so get that in yer head"
Closing the door behind him as he left, darkness fell across every feature of this room, Rhys had been left overnight, his mouth was full of dryness and flem, the only supplies that had been left were a bottle of Orange Juice and a packet of Pink Wafers for anytime he felt hungry.
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As they ate breakfast around the kitchen table, Alex looked more healthier and perkier than she'd been in days. Determined to put her premonition worries aside and the start day afresh as bright as new. Even convincing Gene that only Simon not her, needed to be checked for any feverish temperatures just in case.
Patrick agreed to stay home for the day, wanting to avoid a girl at work that had a crush on him. He needed some fatherly advice from Gene as to do what it takes to let any girl down gently without hurting their feelings.
"Oh stop being such soddin jessy.. yer got a face brighter than Satan's himself... Tell the Gene Genie your problem and i guarantee you will feel better after what i've got to say" Gene jokingly smirked after acknowledging Patrick's shyness as he chomped on Corn flakes, milk dribbling up and down his chin.
"Just this girl in work.. keeps winking and flirting me everytime i go on a break... just the other day she followed me outside when i went for a smoke.. even asked if she could have cigarette... could tell she was just trying to impress me" Feeling nervous talking about this even in front of Alex as she observed this current conversation, what did he have to feel so incredibly nervous about, Alex would surely understand herself.
"Well is she gorgeous.?. does she have a great pair of breasts?..." Alex knew he just trying to bring out some useful encouragemennt from Patrick,a time would come in every man's life where they would need to gain the right amount of confidence to ask out a pretty young co worker that they liked and even fancied.
Gene and Alex had other bigger things to be concerned about, Rhys was still missing and if he wasn't found by the end of this working week, they would then have to name him as a missing person. Ray called during the early hours to mention about a witness who'd seen a kidnapping just outside the gates of Fenchurch East Police Station and the van then stopped as the person struggled to open the doors with a blindfold covering their vision. It smacked of suspicious activity maybe Rhys had been right all along about last seeing his father.
The van plate were easy to match, HF4 WN53, a red MK1 Vauxhall Astra, it'd last been spotted turning off into Fenchurch's main shopping high street. This time Gene was determined not to be outdone by Michael, today he would arrest this scumbag and even if he had to, beat a confession out of him, obviously it Alex would express disapproval as she'd always do, women just how did he cope working with them. Although Keats warned them not to arrive at work, Gene still was going against the Discpiline and Compaints officer's warning and Ray faced getting himself into worser trouble especially if Keats found out he was still willing to help the Guv with this current case.
Patrick wouldn't say anything else about this female co-worker, rinsing his bowl in the sink before wiping it with a towel and placing it on a pile of other plates. He enjoyed looking after Simon, brotherly bonding was a fun thing to learn, playing games he'd learnt as a child himself, reading baby books Alex left out in the living room. Patrick had always wished to have a younger brother and now he had, pulling humorous faces, resulting in giggles from Simon as he yanked on his elder brother's ear, taking after his father.
"Ray said he'll be arriving at around 11, We're taking Simon for a doctor's appointment at 10.30am... so don't tell 'im' don't want the whole station gossiping"
Alex still couldn't help but feel terrified within even though Gene reassured her everything will be alright, it made her come to realise that meeting Gene was a blessing, time and time again he'd rescued her from all sorts of dangerous situations, when the Cales locked her in the freezer room and she conked out, only to be woken by a strong pair of hands pressing down upon her chest, their eyes met in a moment where she urgently wanted to sit up and kiss his gorgeous lips but couldn't, annoyed by what she said next.
"What time is it?"
"About 9.45am... hope its okay for me to put morning television on... don't fancy reading a book just yet" Patrick sat laid back resting his head on a cushy pillow, feet up the coffee table. Alex previosuly had to buy that new coffee table because of the last one, which her and Gene broke while they had sex across it. Holding his hand as she glanced an bright smile.
"Blimey what's got in to you today... I'm sure Simon will be fine... "
"I hope so too" tightening her hand around his fingers, while Gene stroked a hand through the scalp of her hair, leaving two kisses underneath her chin.
"Ahem lovebirds trying to watch televison 'ere'" Patrick interupted with laughter and a embarassing cough, a few nights previously after being told about when Alex and Gene's wedding would be Patrick hoped Gene would ask him to be best man but kept him waiting nervously. In fact Gene was thinking of asking Ray, afterall the Detective Sergeant had agreed to be Chris' for his wedding to Shaz.
"After we've left the Doctors...what do yer say about paying a visit to that Estate Agents... dunno just enquire about any other houses that are up for sale, just say suggesting in case my offer for that house isn't accepted"
"It'll be different setting up home elsewhere... But I can't wait for our move.. I know I kept you waiting on tenderhooks last night..We'll need to see if the estate agent does call today or tomorrow at the latest" Alex decided Gene was right, she knew she would always miss living in this flat she called home for over 2 and a half years but moving house would be like starting a new chapter and she thrilled at the prospect of that, just as long as there was enough bedrooms and a massive bathroom.
"Is that yes then Lady Bols?"
"Of course so stop teasing me Gene you know i hate that" they kissed again, passionately, tongues duelling and clashing together as Patrick's eyes focused on the television. Alex also needed to know whether she was pregnant and decided on buying a pregnancy test to see whether this person had been right, she couldn't take listening to this voice, which kept playing and messing with her head.
"You sure you don't want Doctor Nakumura... to check for any missed sympthoms" he squeezed hands at her breasts, licking his tongue above them lightly.
"You just dunno when to stop being incredibly randy and 'orny do you" Whispering beyond and into his ear as he gasped for breath at the sound of her sultry voice. "Christ you just dunno when to stop Bolls, having me come over all 'orny' at nearly 10am in the morning... Right think we'd best be off to the Doctors want to arrive early... so we can catch up with Raymondo if he knocks anytime this morning" Going to grab his grey dark jacket from hanging over the door handle and throwing it over him as he grabbed the car keys and walked towards the front door.
Alex grabbed her blue navy jacket and rested it over her arm, and pushed Simon in his pram through the opened space between the door.
"See ya later you two... Simon... don't be too long I might want to go out for some dinner"
"Sure Luigi won't mind cooking some Italian Pasta for yer Patrick" Patrick nodded in agreement and Gene closed flat door after him.
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Gene's absense at work hadn't gone unnoticed, Chris missed his boss and friend's daily rants about kicking some southern scums' head around Twickenham like a rugby ball.
"Can't stand Keats walking around and having all working like robots, probably thinks he's the Bloody Terminator, keeping everything under control, I'm not standing for this.... Might pop in and see The Guv, DI Drake and Patrick later this afternoon"
"Well I'm going round there in a bit... cover for me Chris....just say I'm interviewing another witness over that assault case that happened in March Alley last week" Ray was eager to escape as quickly as possible, even though Keats was more younger, well adapted and an IQ of 120, Ray was determined to outsmart the cocky complaints officer.
"Ray can you come to my office down the corridor please" Keats called for him, standing right behind Carling's desk. Ray was convinced Jim Keats' ears must have been burning, knowing someone was talking about him behind his back. He gulped strongly upon standing up and following Keats down the long, narrow corridors.
"What was it you wanted to see me about Jim?"
"Oh is wasn't anything that important just want you to report back to me incase any other detective steps out of line and tries getting in contact with Hunt"
"Hope you don't mind me askin Jim ...but you don't like Gene do you?" Ray knew for sure that both men had failed to see eye to eye over many investigation cases within the past few months.
" No I don't but I admire Alex seeing she's one of the better detectives in this station, i've worked alongside....just don't understand what she sees DCI Hunt" Ray grew suspicious, not liking what he was currently listening to.
"Guv and Drake have always had this strong connection between themselves....Jim he's good DCI and they care for each other deepily and emotionally... and they love each other end of" Ray hope he'd said enough from putting Keats off from asking any other questions.
"Just get that done for me alright"
"Oh erm... I've got to pop out of the station for a hour... have got to interview a suspect over the Gerrard assault case in March Alley"
"If its important take all time you need Carling just don't be late back... The Super could arrive at anytime to pay this station a visit" Jim warned, relaxing and drinking a hot cup of coffee, Ray left his office.
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The door at the flats opened once again, a different figure approached Rhys to where he was tied up.
I'm letting you go Rhys.... Can 't bear to see what he's doing to you" a female voice replied.
Lifting his blindfold up he was surprised to a younger woman taking pity on him.
"Are you my father's girlfriend?" Dark eyes pleading desperately, she shrugged her shoulders awkwardly, unable to bring herself to look him directly in the eyes.
"Yes but he just likes to prefer me as bit on the side... treats me like common dirt like most blokes bloody do... C'mon go... Run to this DCI and tell 'im'" He could quite figure out why she was willing to help him escape, but he saw something her eyes that told of heatache, agony and damage goods.
"Did he kill Jack please tell me i have to know?" Rhys asked as he found himself free at last, rubbing his sore bruised wrists.
"I can't tell you.... I suspect he's knows who did... Leave now before its too late before you gets yourself injured..."
"Where's he gone?" He thought his father may be hiding playing cruel mind games.
"Gone shopping won't be back for another hour" she threw him some car keys which he grabbed. "Take the Green Jaguar and get away from London as far as possible before he hunts you down"
"Thank you... I didn't get your name" turning to ask her
"Its Imogen"
"Thank you Imogen" he smiled before running as fast as his legs could guide him.
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Ray bumped into Luigi by the entrance to the restaurant, weather still feeling bitterly cold as it had been over the last couple of days.
"Do you know if Gene and Alex are still in the flat?"
"No I'm afraid not... they left early... to go Doctors appointment" Luigi remembered overhearing Gene still expressing some concern. "Patrick is watching television"
"Well just needed to have tell Gene something from work.. I suppose I'll have to tell Patrick then and hope to god he'll remember" Ray patted Luigi lightly on the shoulder as walked past, leaving the little Italian to brush any last remaining brown crisp leaves away .
The stairwell was tiring to walk up, everytime you got to the middle level, your legs would give up altogether. Ray kept hold of the banister eventually making it to top step, tapping three times with his knuckles against the door. He could hear movements from inside.
"Hello Patrick... I'm DS Ray Carling from Fenchurch East.... just need yer to write a message down for yer father... its only about work"
The door opened slightly, as he stepped inside, facing Patrick. "I've heard a lot about yer lad...Nice to meet yer" reaching a hand out to shake Patrick's, they shook hands for a short few seconds.
"So what do you want to scribble down... is it important?"
"Just that we identified Rhys' kidnapper.... It is his dad and that Keats is sticking his nose in far more than he shouldn't be"
"Why is this Keats a pain in the arse?"
"Ha you sound just like Gene when you said that just then" Ray noticed a lot similarities between both men, Patrick's eyes were the same colour as Gene's and the way he lip pouted while listening.
"Yep Fenchurch's grand pain in the arse... Think he's got it in for Gene... Just hoping there's no fisticuffs between them any time soon... then he'll be in bigger trouble"
"Should just make him cry like a little girl instead" Patrick suggested, imagining what the guy looked like, definitely younger than me, black hair and a stubble.
"You haven't met him before have you?"
"Might have had a run in with him when i first arrived in London... well he nearly ran me over the daft idiot"
"Told Gene about this?"
"No I rather keep quiet about this... i don't wanna see him fly off the handle in a rage"
"Well I'll have to get back to work before Keats gets suspicious about why i took my time"
"Sure Gene and Alex won't be too long they left really early to go doctors"
Ray stopped, by the front door turning half way to face Patrick again.
"Nothing too serious is it?" As if he didn't have worries about Keats, he also had worries and panicks about the health of his good friend.
"No its just that Simon has had a high temperature and they wanted to Doctor Nakumura to examine him... see what they could do to reduce this temperature... Alex thinks she might pregnant too" Patirck couldn't believe he just blurted that out, what Gene told him not to.
"You're kiddin... really" Ray looked overjoyed and delighted "Who would have thought it eh... Gene having being a father of three" taking in that possible aspect.
"Come down to the bar and have a drink with me, Chris and Shaz later.... you shouldn't be up 'ere' all day on yer own in this flat... once in a while you'll need some fresh air to yer cheeks"
"Alright but I'll only be having one drink thats all" He waved goodbye to Ray as he left to go back to the station.
After a positive indication from Doctor Nakumura, they'd worried about nothing really, Simon just needed to eat more fruit and drink more milk, his temperature was lower and back to normal.
They celebrated in the news that she was indeed pregnant, Gene insisted on saying anything to the team just yet, blissfully unaware that Ray knew, thanks to Patrick accidentally letting slip.
"I hope its a girl...." Alex patted her stomach, massaging softly, proud to be expecting again, reaching for Gene's hand to cover her small bump.
"Hmm Not a boy..." raising a confusing eye, maybe it was just him who wouldn't mind having another son.
" Gene it has to be a girl" she expected this disagreement to last right up until the day she gave birth. Alex desperately wanted to know the sex/gender of the baby.
"Patrick's gonna be thrilled about having another baby brother or sister" turning the car round the street corner, almost hitting a shopkeeper straight on, as he dived for cover, swearing.
"Don't about you but i think my sperm is turning into a baby making machine"
"Urgh Gene please can we not talk about sperm in front of Simon" feeling her swell up with redness and sweat in embarassment.
"Don't be such a drama queen Bols... Patrick's at the stage of deciding on some big decisions in his life... one being that he'll fall in love and then have a chance of touching her breasts" Gene was being sarcastic as normal, only resulting in impressing himself not Alex.
"Right 'ere' we are" pulling up in the Quattro outside a small estate agents in Fenchurch High Street, Gene went inside to ask whether his offer for that house had been accepted while Alex waited impatiently inside the car. She tried to make sense of possible lip reading, it didn't look like good news, Gene seemed to be swearing frustratingly at a worker. A few extra words exchanged "c'mon Gene make another offer for a cheaper house" she whispered lightly. Watching him pace up and down was too nervous to observe, hands clenched together tightly, a brief glance from him hinted that another offer may have been accepted.
Around about 20 minutes later, he barged out through the double doors in excitement.
"What did they say?" Gene bent down on his knees to speak to Alex through the wound down side window.
"That other offer fell through but Tom the estate agent showed me another house that's been up for sale for about 3 months.... Two large bedrooms, overlooking a football sized garden, large kitchen combined into a dining room.. I said to the guy its just what the missus would like.. her idea of perfection... so phoned up and they've said yes" She practically dived into his arms as he held her closer than he'd ever done before. Pressing her against the car door, kissing with such joy and happiness that overwhelmed every well known emotion he could ever feel, refusing to not to let each other go.
"Blimey wasn't expecting that sort of exciting response... " she sat back inside the car, as he reached down to take out a prepared cheque from glove department and writing the amount down on cheque. God she couldn't help but fall madly in love with him all over again, his gorgeous sparkling eyes darted lustfully through to her own as he stood up, eyes look down dangerously at Gene's firm rounded arse as he walked back inside the estate agents , giggling at the thought of squeezing it too hard.
Rhys drove his father's Green Jaguar XJ5 at speed, hoping to get out of London and back to Cardiff, Sophie would presume he might not want to get married afterall, he couldn't do that he loved Sophie like crazy and wanted to prove how much she really meant to him.
He did think about driving to see Gene but it would only be a mistake, scared and alone , he stopped the car in its tracks.
"What I'm doing and i've got tell Mister Hunt" swerving the car round and driving back in the same direction he'd come from.
Unaware that the Quattro was just across the road that he'd driven the Green Jaguar past.
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Early afternoon, Alex and Gene arrived back with some exciting news to tell Patrick, who busily anticipating on how to explain how he told Ray.
"So how did it go?"
"No problems to worry about"
"Oh and I am pregnant"
"Thats fantastic to hear" Patrick dived from the back of the couch and jumped up excitedly.
"Whats up Pat?"
"Erm Ray came round a few hours ago.... received an Identification of Rhys' kidnapper... apparently it is father Michael and something else... Keats was apparently bad mouthing you in front of Ray"
"Bastard's got a nerve hasn't he" Gene growled angrily, nose squashed creating light tension in his eyes.
"Take a tablet Gene... looks like you need after all the good news we've had today"
"Whats the other news?" Patrick looked on with a quizzical expression, arms folded together.
"We're all moving house"
"Bloody Hell... Will I have my own bedroom"
"You betcha" Gene grinned cheekily in reply.
"Just one thing Gene what are we gonna do about Michael... He's got Rhys somewhere tied up...Maybe he's trying to prove a point to us" Alex thought she was figuring what this riddle was.
"Yeah that he murdered Finnegan... bastard thinks he's clever kidnapping his own kid... probably wants to brainwash his head with sick ideas"
"How about asking Chris and Ray to look for Michael's location wherever it is in London.. surely it can't be too far away"
"You know what i think thats the best idea you've suggested today"
"Thank you I aim to please" Pushing Simon's pram inside and through into the bedroom.
"Oh I've accepted an offer from Ray to have drinks with him Chris and Shaz later... at least i'll be given you and Alex some alone time together"
"Lets just bloody hope the daft bugger doesn't get your stone drunk...Don't want this flat stinking of booze about a week before we move out" Gene moaned and sighed "I'm gonna miss this flat... had some precious memories 'ere'... first time me and Alex has sex on coffee table....Glad my quick idea didn't raise a suspicion from Luigi"
"What the deal with this Keats... Ray said that Keats mentioned he admires Alex a lot but doesn't know what she's in you... I think he sounds pretty jealous... just promise this dad.... don't go knocking seven bells out of him if he ever makes a pass at Alex"
"Alex' will be screaming the same thing at me... a while ago when i worked in Manchester... I got myself in trouble for punching another DCI in the gob... name was Jack Litton talked a whole of crap... but at times did get praised far more than i ever did"
Alex sat on the bed, unable to resist smiling, laying flat on her back, hair thrown upwards across every pillow and that laid stacked against the bed frame. Looking directly above at the ceiling, eyes fixated by the light as it dangled above. As she went to sit up, visions overcame her eyesight, blanking and blurring dangerously, it was as if someone was trying to shake her violently from side to side, a sound of water splashed as she listened. Where the hell was she in the present day, it sounded like she was still on a boat.
Gene laid facing her in bed, shaking her arm gently, bringing her out of this scary daydream.
"You want a shower.... I'll go and turn hot tap on for you"
"I wouldn't mind a quick wash... Gene how long have i've been asleep for?"
"2 hours When i finished talking with Patrick, popped me head in to see how you were... only to see you sleeping peacefully... might just join for that shower... my hair smells of ciggies" Walking inside, This is still felt more confusing, certain events from 2008 continued to mess with her, that person's voice she kept hearing must be someone that was near by. Patrick was already downstairs in Luigis with Gene's friends.
About 10 minutes later, she stripped off all of her clothes by the bathroom door and joined Gene under the hot steaming water, hands reaching out for her to grasp, his hands then caressed every part of her willing body, slipping downwards to position between her thighs, moving closer, kisses scattered across every part of her neck. "Oh Gene... Please" gasping strongly for words to say, the feel of his fingers slipping inside her wet folds, threatenin to make lose any last self control she currently posessed, she clawled her sharp nails down his back and into a part of his skin leaving marks in their wake. Running his tongue teasingly across her bottom lip before slipping it inside with such strength and passion. She couldn't see too blinded with incredible amounts of passion filling her from within, lightning bolts flashed before her vision.
His clever fingers began to increase their tempo pumping faster, sending her on the brink of an orgasm, wrapping a leg around his waist for support. Water steamed the entire room making this passionate encounter even more erotic.
"Can't lose you Alex.. Just can't... stay with me" he pleaded heart warmingly, moving kisses down her water drenched body, kissing and nuzzling at her lower stomach, caressing her baby bump adoringly, stroking a hand over it.
"You won't lose I want to be with you forever Gene i I know do more than anything....Ohhhh" upon feeling his tongue swirling around her clit, arching her back upwards in pleasure, hands placed out wide, resting against the steamed bathroom wall, head tilted back just avoiding hitting it on the cold tiled wall.
Lapping every last juice from her, he smiled happily against Alex's smooth skin kissing his way back up to meet her.
Reaching arms to wrap around Gene's waist, getting a chance to squeeze and pinch his arse.
"Christ Bolly if yer gonna be that filthy i would have added some whipped cream to apply over yer tits and made it more erotic like you could only dream about"
"Shut up and kiss me you fool"
They kissed hungrily, lifting her up with all strength his cock teased over het wet entrance, "Want you" she gasped, eyes boring down into his. Feeling blood gushing and pumping continously until it reached her heart which then thudded again and again against her ribcage, she gasped from while closing her eyes, wanting to feel the vivid sensations shooting within her, upon opening them again, she looked upwards to see him looming over her more closer than before.
Finally he entered slowly and gently, filling her over and over again, with different slow strokes, they moved together in a slow pace, she never complained liking this everytime they made love. Nibbling at his ear with her teeth to let Gene know exactly how she was feeling, their fingers entwined together, become tighter in grip as they moved on perfect rhythm together.
"Shit.... Fuck..." cursing his pleasure out loud, unable to hold on feeling his lungs heaving strongly, her feet rubbed up and down above his arse, running hands up until they tangled through his blond hair, egging him on for one last almighty push before finally exploding inside her as he pulled out and away, holding each other tight, gathering their breathing back to normal, both feeling fainty and dizzy from their steamy encounter.
"C'mon Bolls I'll let you squeeze me balls if yer still want to.... I know you like doing that to me everytime" leading her hand in hand back to the bedroom.
End of chapter
I've decided to add some extra chapters on to this fanfic, not sure when i will be ending on, I do have a pretty good idea on how i'll be ending this which will stay top secret.