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It was nearing 11 pm once Alex rose from the motel bed, Norma still resting on the mattress. "It's getting pretty late. You want me to walk you up to the house?," he asked protectively. He wasn't naive, his sheriff trained mind knew that crime was all over White Pine anything could happen, even on a two minute walk to home.
She smiled and got up, straightening out the short skirt of the nightie, "Look at you, always watching out for me."
"Well yeah, I mean this is a dangerous place. And I guard what belongs to me," he murmured, tugging her in by the waist to peck her on the cheek.
Norma dropped her head on his chest and grinned, loving the gruff sound of his voice. "Do you have anything I could throw on over this?," she asked, looking down at her skimpy attire, "I wouldn't want anyone else to see me like this...then again, I'm assuming you're thinking the same thing."
"You're damn right," he smirked, letting go of her to move to the drawer. He pawed through a few unworn items, quickly grasping an old sweatshirt and tossing it to her.
She caught the article and looked down at it with a raised eyebrow, "I didn't think you were a sweatshirt kind of guy." Careful fingers draped the item over her body, only her bare legs peeking out.
"Eh, I used to wear it when I would jog. Needed to bulk up, made me sweat more," he said, closing the drawer, and walking back to her.
"So, you just let your girlfriend wear something you used to sweat in?", she asked, mockingly appalled as she paced to the door.
He scoffed, shutting off the light, and moving outside with her, "It's not like I don't wash my clothes."
"Say's the man who left large dirty heaps everywhere, leaving me to wash them," she poked, hooking an arm around his waist as they started walking towards the house.
"Maybe that was my way of flirting," he chuckled, his eyes focused on the windows of the home remembering the many nights he would watch Norma change and dress. It was perverted but his only way to see the woman he lusted after like crazy.
"Well," she began, looking up to him, "Pardon my pun but you're way of flirting really stinks."
He laughed and stayed silent as they walked up the long stairs to her home. Once they made it to the front door, she grabbed her key out of her bra and unlocked the front door.
"You keep your key in your bra?" he laughed, shutting the door once he entered.
"Well yeah, I couldn't keep it anywhere else. This thing doesn't have any pockets," she said, dropping the key in the bowl by the front.
He grinned and tightly wound his arms around her waist from behind, his lips dropping to the sweet smelling skin on her neck, "What do you say we go upstairs? I wouldn't want your hard work to go to waste."
She purred and pulled out of his grasp, taking his hand to quietly move up the stairs to her room. Before they could enter however, she checked on her boys. Both were dead asleep, the coast was completely clear.
He already walked to her bedroom, entering and plopping on the bed. Norma followed behind, closing and locking her door. She proceeded to strip out of the sweatshirt and toss it aside.
Alex reached out to clutch a piece of her nightie, "I really like this on you."
"I figured you would," she smiled, "I found it in my drawer and haven't worn it in years." With that, she climbed on the bed to straddle him, her lips meeting his feverishly. His hands reached down to play at her back, gently moving down to her backside.
Norma's fingers slid downwards to unbuckled and unzip his jeans, a devilish smile slipping over her lips as she kissed him. He took her by the hips and flipped her over so she rested on her back and he was on top. She took him by the head and reattached lips with him.
Alex reached down to tug her panties off and slid them down her legs to the floor. He pulled himself out, but Norma stopped him before he could enter her. "We have to be quite, okay?" she warned, a sexy grin still on her face.
"I don't think that'll be a problem...for me," he smiled, leaning in to kiss her. She slid her tongue in his mouth as her legs wound around his waist, her lower body thrusting against him. He couldn't take her teasing, finally he reached down and entered her.
Norma broke the kiss immediately, moaning at the contact, they hadn't had each other in a long time. She kissed the side of his head as they started to move in time with one another.
She let out another groan, her nails scratching down his back, "Alex..." she announced breathlessly, spreading her legs wider. She missed this. She'd never missed having sex with someone so much.
Another kiss pecked at his neck and Alex was close to cumming. He started to move a little faster as his mouth rested at her ear, "Baby...I missed you."
His voice in her ear only furthered the want, making her buck her hips against his feverishly. "Ah, oh god, Alex!" she screamed, biting her lower lip, hearing him say he missed her too made her blood pop affectionately. she screamed, biting her lower lip, hearing him say he missed her too made her blood pop affectionately.
The sound of her almost unwinding and the feeling of her getting wetter and wetter in anticipation of climaxing only turned him on more, making him thrust as hard as he could to help her reach her peak.
She slid her legs up to his lower back and wrapped them around, moving closer to him as he thrust, "Oh...fuck! Alex!" she shouted, one last cry of pleasure and a hitching of breath and she collapsed, her orgasm powerful as ever.
"Shit...Norma," he mumbled, finally shooting into her before falling on top of her body. She hugged him once he came, her hands tightly latching onto his skin.
"I missed you too, Alex," Norma murmured, kissing his cheek. "I'm sorry, I know I keep saying it...but I'm really sorry," she managed still out of breath.
"It's okay, baby," he said into her blonde hair, "I know you regret it." He kissed her on the forehead and ran his hands through her hair with a forgiving smile.
Alex let go and rolled over, moving to the other side of the bed and yawning, "I'm really tired."
She laughed and sat up, a hand still resting on his bare chest, "Since when are you tired after sex? Are you turning into an old man on me?".
"I'm always tired afterwards. It's all the effort I put in," he winked, reaching up to tangle his hands through her locks.
"Right," she said sarcastically, a laugh following closely behind. She stood from the bed and tossed her robe on, "I'm gonna go downstairs and get some water. You need anything?".
"You have anything sweet in the fridge?" he asked, his hands reclined behind his head.
"I can bring you up some ice cream if you'd like," she offered, moving closer to the bedroom door.
"Yeah," he smiled, "That sounds good."
"Okay, I'll be right back," she said, opening the door and quickly looking back in, "And don't you dare fall asleep on me."
"Yes ma'am".
The minute Norma moved down half the stairs, her body froze. All she heard was clanging coming from the kitchen. Her heart started to beat as she looked back upstairs, she figured if there was anyone downstairs that could potentially cause harm to her, Alex could kill them with his bare hands. She stepped down the stairs, her body shaking as she moved closer to the kitchen.
Once she stepped inside, guard completely up, her heart rate elevated. It was just Dylan constructing a sandwich. She dropped a hand to her beating heart and let out a small laugh, "God Dylan, you scared the shit out of me."
He looked her up and down, an almost disturbed look on his face, "I could say the same to you."
She followed suit and moved to the fridge grabbing a bottle of water and the ice cream for Alex, "What do you mean?".
"Look," he began, his eyes trained on the floor, "I'm just saying you should keep it down when you have guest staying over."
She immediately clasped a hand over her mouth and shook her head, "Oh my god, Dylan. I'm so sorry. You heard…?".
He nodded and took a bite out of his sandwich, "Every moan. I can't say I'm not scarred."
"Well then I guess I'm obligated to pay for therapy," she said, moving out of the kitchen.
"Hey," he called out, watching her turn around, "If you two are gonna go for round two can you help me find some ear plugs?".
She gave him a disapproving look and continued up the stairs to Alex.
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