Chapter 12: Slave to me.
Every tangible particle of my soul is pounding out of my chest uncontrollably. With barely millimeters separating me from what I want, my desire takes over.
"I want you to take advantage of me."
I pull back to feel her breath, to look into her deep pools wondering if my forwardness has had the intended effect. But Alex doesn't leave me teetering on the edge of the unknown for too long. Her pupils are dilated with lust and it's like my flood gates are shimmying at the hinges, trying to contain the body of water that is my intimate need. The sexual tension is high.
Still unsure wholly of her thought process, I watch as Alex brings her lips so close to mine. I close my eyes again and steady my palpating heart to prepare to be be sexually and spiritually appreciated. But as quickly as I commit, I am left rejected as Alex's lips veer to the far corner of my own. My body reacts subconsciously and I feel my chest sink to the bottomless pits of disappointment, but Alex catches me before I fall too far.
"Do you have any idea how much your body temps me?"
I quickly absorb the words whispered into my ear and they wash over me like she wants me too, wants me to beg, but only when she is ready. She has to know that she's playing cat and mouse as she delivers more tender pecks to juxtapose the abrasion of the lingering sexual tension. I would beg her in a heartbeat, anything to get her body closer to mine but Alex isn't done pooling evidence of her effect on me between my legs. Her words and movements are at a snail's pace and soon I'm going to burst. I swear she senses it and oddly, I think my angst is driving her because I witness a new composition of hers. One of pure sexual prowess and less concerned about either of our moral compassess.
"I should warn you, I am a very selfless lover."
My god. In my current state, I like this facade. I want to hear more.
I let the faintest gasp escape my traitorous lips. Alex must have noticed my deluded state because she moved her lips to my pulse point to check that my heart was still beating before she continued. The faintest feeling of her lips on my neck and I angle my head to will for more.
"I will take a body prisoner; succumb to its deepest desires and serve it relentlessly until it has nothing left to give me..."
I'm dead. I have to be dead because I can't feel anything until I feel Alex trailing her tougue, her teeth, her warm breath down my collar bone.
"...worship it like a loyal slave until the mind that it holds hostage is perfectly sated."
She moves again, so tantalizingly slow. Down, down, down to just above my bra line. My voice is still paralyzed so I tangle my finger tips at the base of her hair line to pull her closer to my chest.
Come close and tell me your secrets.
Alex continues to tease me with the tip of her tongue; occasionally dipping just below the fabric of my bra and exhaling steamy whispers through it to my tips. It isn't until I let out another gasp that I realize I am holding my breath too. And in all of my desire-driven gasps for air, it isn't until I feel her fingertips tracing down my bare stomach that I realize that I am held captive. She pulls up her head and I rest my forehead against hers as I fully relinquish feeling. I still can't speak so she continues.
"And while the mind and body may be satisfied..."
She pauses to take her fingertips lower. When she dips past my navel my muscles flutter under her gentle yet purposeful touch. Fuck. Her breath is soft.
"... the soul it pairs with will always be gasping for another breath as if I am the air that keeps it alive."
Her words and touches illicit a high pitched fleshy moan from my lips in anticipation of her reaching just a few inches lower. Fuck, again. All she can do is smirk at my responsiveness and all I can do is close my eyes and swallow her breathy sexy-nothings. Her golden fingertips have got to be on fire as they trace along my inner thigh because I am burning up on the inside. There is only one way to extinguish my need; Alex is my body's salvation.
I try to look so determined, strong, not like I'm crumbling at her every touch but it's impossible. When sighs falls from my lips they are accompanied by Alex's poised fingers, finally contacting my folds through my underwear. Her pressure is feather light, purposeful, intentionally not enough. Unabashedly she pauses over my clit and applies the slightest pressure, making my cry out in desperation. My head and upper body slump forward undable to stay erect on their own volition and as I plummet towards my center of gravity, she is there to catch my sighs with her mouth. I'm no longer able to control my moans so I stop trying to quiet them when Alex moves her lips on mine in tandem with her hand. I can feel the building primal desire electrifying our bodies in anticipation. I succumb to her imprisonments, and pull aways so slightly, just enough to tell her I want to taste her more.
"Alex, take me to your bed."
At my words, our kiss heats up again and desire is pouring from her as our teeth clash in racy passion. I soon feel her tongue prying open my lips once more to claim mine with possession. God is she skilled with her movement. It's almost as if she wants to taste every corner before I slip away. Before I can reassure her that it's she I want to slip into, I am being lifted by her strong arms. She doesn't break our connection so I wrap my legs around her waist as she hoists us both out of the hot tub.
The New England air hits me and goosebumps surface across by back and arms, but I am not sure if it is from the cold or the fire that is holding me tight. Alex breaks our kiss to grab a towel with one hand and layer it across my back. I smile at how remarkable she is. I wonder if she knows that she has this sweet center disguised with a hardened exterior. I wonder how many others have noticed. I want to take a moment to tell her that I can see, later. But she sees me thinking.
"What?" A brief parlay.
"How did you get to be so..." I struggle to find the word. Mouthwateringly gorgeous. Irresistibly innate. Too much. "... gentle?"
"Gentle?! We will see if you still feel that way in minute." She tucks a strand of my damp blond hair behind my ear so she can have unadulterated access to my lips. "Now, where were we?"
Our passion resumes for the next hundred feet across the patio. I try to speed her up with kisses on her neck but she slows me down by canvassing my back with her strong hands.
She carries me all the way to her bed and lays me down on my back, incognizant of my wet underware now drenching her bed clothes. My body is instantly covered with hers and I am overcome with the desire to kiss her. To feel her. But I am trapped, being held tight with a strong arm and a stronger pair of lips kissing their way down to my chest. As Alex bites the sensitive spot under my left breast my torso slingshots off the bed and closer to its captor. Like it's asking for permission to breathe. Alex is holding my chest up close to hers. Her lips move to meet mine and I feel her snake her dexterous fingers to the clasp of my bra.
She stops, but without really wanting to. I can tell she is eager for a particular answer but is trying to respect me.
Just disrespect me. Abuse me.
"Piper, is this what you want?" I glance at her briefly before barreling my lips to meet hers. Show don't tell.
For the second time tonight, Alex Vause rejects me by dipping her head back and blockading my advance. She baits me to her gaze by leaning partways back in. I take it, of course I do, and when our eyes meet I can tell she wants me to say it. I don't know if it's because she wants to make certain I am sure, or because she wants to hear me say what I've not yet been able to verbalize. I try to decoy but she stonewalls my existence. Self-sacrifice.
"I want you."
Now I've baited her. I know because her pupils are sunken and dark, murky almost like a rich coffee, and they don't leave mine as she very smoothly clutches her fingers to undo my bra. As it gets tossed somewhere on the hardwood floor, Alex lowers me once more to the mattress without breaking our magnetic gaze.
I close my eyes in euphoria as I feel the tips of dark hair tracing down my chest. Alex swirls the tip of her tongue around my erect nipple and I whimper with the hope that it can happen more. But before I ask, Alex reads the sounds of my body and clasps down with her teeth as I cry out in a painful pleasure. Quickly she soothes the sensitive bud with her skilled mouth. I want to feel that mouth other places.
"Al...ex..."
I feel her smirk at my desperation, but she alike must be desperate to comply because she is kissing her way down my body without resistance. The small gentle pecks at the top of my panty line are purposefully lingered at a slow speed while two soft hands travel the length of my inner thighs. Subconsciously my hips roll upwards to get my closer to any part of the women who just might be willing to touch. At my wordless admission of desire, Alex moves her kisses lower and I am so invested that I tilt my head up slightly to see what's taking so long. And there her eyes are waiting for mine. Dark and focused, pulling me further under their spell as Alex drags the flat of her tongue over the fabric my wet panties. From bottom to top, I feel an ache at my opening as she starts there and proceeds to my clit. I humm out as she suckles through the disintegrating fabric of my underware and I open my legs wider to give her more room to stay longer.
My back arches off the bed at the feeling of my panties being pulled up with a pair of teeth, splitting my folds and exposing more to Alex. A new gush of wetness drips from my opening only to be caught my the most velvety tongue I've dreamt about. So close to where I am willing it to go, yet far enough to cause me to cry out.
"Hmm," Alex catches my feebleness with her one reaction is delight and sighs contently at her precision, "You're exquisite."
Somewhere in between absorbing Alex's sultry words and aching for more contact I subconsciously lift my hips the slightest so that the two deft hands gripping at the intruding waistband can slide the garment down my legs and discard it permanently somewhere in the abyss.
And she complies, so painfully slow, as she kisses her way up my naked inner thigh. There is nothing I can do except submit to her control and close my eyes, praying for the good things on the promising near-horizon.
"Yes, babe." She must have sensed the submission of my body to her. "Just... lay back. Let me please you."
Babe. I don't have time to analyze Alex's term of endearment because her light kisses are now on my outer lips. Still teasing, but not immune to my one last request.
"Alex," I speak with lidded eyes and a heavy chest, "please touch me." If I don't get any relief soon I might die.
As if Alex is my life support, I feel her mouth make unprecedented contact with my opening. This is what I have dreamt of, this is what I have desired. She dips her tongue and just breaks the surface to check my... responsiveness. Oh, I respond. My outcry is for more, deeper, wetter. My "yessss" turns to a whimper as she retreats to explore her route to my clit. When she finds it, she makes a proper introduction. Kissing, sucking, circling, everything that she is doing I want to feel over and over again for the rest of-
"God... Alex." Alex penetrates me gently with two fingers and immediately my muscle is contacting to pull her in, to pull her closer to my soul. Her thrusts are precise and every so often, causing my body to thrash around, she reaches the spongy material at the front of my wall.
"Don't... stop, don't you dare." My eyes roll to the back of my head. My lungs expand. My body turns rigid. I feel high, like I am on drugs. For Alex, every movement and every thrust is with purpose but seemingly effortless. If I had the capacity to think lucidly right now I would say she is pleased with how quickly I crumble under her touch.
Her free arm pushes the flat of my stomach back down into her workspace. I search for anything to set anchor too, anything. I need to be close to her. I find Alex's hand and subconsciously interlace her fingers with mine. It was a totally involuntary act, almost like breathing, required for existence and self-preservation. I realize quickly the intimacy of my gesture and worry it may push Alex to resist. To the contrary, she clutches harder and continues to circle my bud, thrusting harder into me. Taking everything that I have to give her. Worshiping at my sex-temple. I try to extend her visit, I want to prolong her body on mine but it is clear she wants control.
"Give in to me, Piper." She looks up at me from by lower half. I want to give in so bad, but I want to look her in the eyes when I lose the last ounce of control that I have.
I move my free hand down to her neck and gently tug to summon her closer to me. Damn she is so intuitive. As she ascends my body, Alex pins our interlaced hand above my head while her hand between my legs works relentlessly. "Mhhmmm" is all I can respond with when she moves her thumb to circle my clit as she rails her fingers into me. I move my hips in sync with her had each time she touches my front wall. I want to feel her fully so reach around her back to untie her top and remove it, throwing it somewhere on the floor next to mine. She is momentarily surprised, and perhaps a little disappointed that I was able to muster enough control to think. But when our naked fronts collide she becomes a slave of her own game too and uses the foot board on her bed to move her entire self more so into me as we become one in this moment. Our bodies are in sync. Use me.
Our eyes are in sync too. As I stare into her with my blown irises something seems different. On the edge of my release, I see beyond her temporary facade as it starts to crumble in front of me. I see her soul. This is not a random fuck. This is desire. This is a chemical match. This is-
I don't want to over analyze this moment so I decide to roll my head back and surrender completely to my body and its master. Alex's fingers listen to my contractions and feed them with the touch that they want. She is soft when needed, but also demanding of my inner walls to keep whispering to her. She is in complete control of my entire soul and mind and I am not ashamed so I cry out her name as a fall wholly.
I swear that my high lasts for a full five minutes, and Alex is there to pull me back to her reality gently as she ghosts her lips across my neck, my cheek, and when I open my eyes to come face to face with my giver, my mouth. I taste remnants of myself and our sex in her kiss, and it lights a fire inside me.
With broken speech I tell her how I really feel, chest heaving and fingertips anchored into whatever alabaster skin they could surface. "That... was unlike anything... "
I am so expired that I can barely form anything that resembles speech.
"... that I have ever experienced before." She responds only with the smirk smirk elevating from her smile. I playfully slap her abs. "Oh don't feel so self-righteous."
"Heyyyy hey hey!" Her laugh is breathtaking. "Did you or did you not just tell me that was unlike anything you have experienced before?"
I softly chuckle with her, at first. But I am not done with the experience.
"And did you or did you not tell me that you would serve my body relentlessly until it has nothing left to give you?"
Alex's cocky smirk quickly turned back into one of desire before melting into the front of my body again. Yes Alex, I know a thing or two about control.
Back in the throes of passion our bodies, our hands, our mouths dance around a deep-seeded feeling that is too powerful for words. The kind of feeling that is fulfilling yet dangerous because it makes you forget everything else. The kind that manifests into so much more without self-awareness. The kind that will make you its slave.
AN: I had all intentions of updating so much sooner, but I wanted to take the time to portray this chapter exactly as it occurred in my mind. I have more to write, and more waters that I want the characters to explore within. It may take them (and me) some time to get there but if you are up for the journey I am happy to have you. Enjoy!