Alex's house was silent and still as I walked down the hallway. Even in the dim lighting, I knew my way around perfectly, almost as well as I knew my own apartment.

I heard the door shut and I paused in the living room, resting my hands on the back of an armchair. I heard Alex's footsteps coming down the hall, and then the heat radiating off of him. Ever so slightly, I leaned back into him and felt his chest decrease as he exhaled into my hair.

"Ana," he whispered, and then his lips trailed from my shoulder to my neck. My head leaned back against his shoulder as his arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me firmly against him.

We stood there together for a few moments. It was no secret to me that both of us were incredibly turned on at that point, but drawing it out, waiting, allowing him to hold me while we were both still fully clothed, his lips not moving anywhere besides my shoulder and neck, only made each touch more intense. My breathing gradually grew heavier and more ragged, my breasts straining out of the top of my dress with every inhale. Heat and liquid pooled in between my legs, and Alex's arousal was pressed up against me, digging into my ass more and more as he gripped me tighter and tighter.

Eventually, with a frustrated growl, Alex tore himself away from me. I turned around and before he could make a move, wrapped my arms around his neck. A moment later, I was in his strong arms and he was carrying me upstairs.

"I want you in my bed tonight, Ana," he said in a low murmur. "Only in my bed."

I certainly wasn't going to argue. I answered by pressing my lips to the spot on his neck I knew drove him crazy and then worked my way down, feeling an odd sense of satisfaction at the trail of red I left. I let my teeth graze his shoulder before nipping him slightly harder.

I felt him inhale and he pulled me more tightly against him.

Moonlight shone through the window of Alex's bedroom as he set me down, casting long shadows and illuminating his face with silver light. Finally, I reached up and pressed my lips to his, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him close to me.

A shudder went through Alex's body and then he crushed me against him. His tongue slowly and gently ran along my lip, and then I opened my mouth to him. He groaned as he slipped his tongue into my mouth and my fingers dug into his shoulders. It wasn't anything we hadn't done before, but my body responded all the same. My breasts, already pressed up against him, were firm, my nipples tightened with arousal. And my panties were a whole different story.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and pulled away, turning my attention to the buttons on his shirt. Slowly, almost painfully, I undid them, one at a time, feeling his gaze scorching into me the entire time, his warm, heavy breath against my cheek. I pushed the shirt off of his shoulders and ran my hands over his bare chest, feeling every hard line of muscle. I took a step closer and pressed my lips just above his nipple and then worked my way down. His chest heaved with every touch, and then a hiss left his lips as my hands toyed with his waistband.

Alex firmly placed his hands on my hips and spun me around so my back was to him. I felt his fingers brush the back of my neck as he grasped the zipper, and then slowly pulled it down. I turned back around to look at him, and then he gently pushed the straps off of my shoulders and allowed the dress to pool at my feet.

He inhaled sharply and took a step back as his eyes drank in the sight of my body. For the most part, he had only ever seen me in black lingerie. But now, he took in the slight of my red, satin underwear set that perfectly matched the heels I still had on.

"Dear God, Ana," he finally whispered.

Before I could react, he bent down, wrapping his arm around my butt and lifting me up so he could drop me on the bed. Alex put his full weight down on top of me as our lips met once again, this time with burning skin pressed together and my legs wrapped around Alex's waist pulling him down toward me.

Things sped up at this point, but not by much.

Alex's hand trailed down my body and then slipped under the smooth fabric of my panties. I gasped into his mouth as his fingers circled my clit and then dipped inside of me.

"Fuck, Ana, you're so fucking wet," Alex groaned. "You're always so fucking wet for me."

I pulled him down so I could speak into his ear. "It's all fucking for you," I whispered. "All of it."
That only elicited another groan from him and he moved his fingers in and out of me harder. I arched my back and pressed myself into his hand as pressure slowly built up in my lower body.

Far too soon, Alex took his hand out of my panties. I whined in protest and looked up at him with a desperate plea as my hips involuntarily jerked up toward him, desperate for his touch. He smiled down at me but didn't put his hand back.

I didn't have to ask what he was doing when he stood up, and when he went to unbutton his pants, I caught his hands in mine. He dropped them to his sides and let me undo his pants and slide down his legs.

Alex didn't move once he stepped out of his pants, so I took that as an invitation to keep going. I grasped his erection over his underwear, and he let out a low growl. Not wanting to torture him too much, I hooked my fingers into the waistband, dragging them down at an excruciating pace, freeing his cock for my eyes to feast on.

I expected him to get back on top of me, but instead, he dropped to his knees beside the bed and then pulled me up so I was sitting, facing him. Alex grabbed my hand and guided it down so I grasped his bare skin. He tensed at my touch but kept his control. "All for you," he growled. "All of it, fucking for you."

I stared at him, my eyes wide, lips parted, my hand still curled around his cock, and my body trembling with my own arousal. "Alex, I want you in me. I want your cock to fill me like no one else ever could, and give me the pleasure that I can't find anywhere else."

I don't know what made me say it, we hadn't used too much dirty talk before. But Alex's eyes darkened and widened, and I could practically feel him growing in my hand with my words.

He didn't respond, he didn't need to. His hands snaked around me and undid the back of my bra. I had to let go of him as he slipped it off of me, and I trembled as his mouth went to my chest, kissing down my breast until he reached my nipple, nipping it with his teeth before sucking and licking as my fingers dug into his shoulders.

He repeated it on my other breast.

Once Alex was done, he removed my shoes and then dragged my panties off of me. His gaze dragged up my body, from my legs all the way up to my pleading eyes.

"Lie back down." The order came out as a growl, and I swallowed hard, doing as he asked.

He gazed down at me for a moment, lying naked and ready for him, and then he was back on top of me.

"Spread your legs for me, Ana."

Another order. Fuck he was hot like this. I shifted so I could get my legs out from under him and then opened them wide, letting his erection settle between them.

Alex's hands trailed over my body in painstakingly slow movements until one of them braced himself above me, the other gripping my hip.

"Ana," he whispered, and then he pressed inside of me.

I let out a cracked moan as I felt him enter me, pressing farther and farther until I felt full, fuller than I had ever been. My legs flexed on either side of him, straining to move farther apart so I could get more of him. My mouth opened and my breath, once heavy with anticipation, now came out in shallow bursts.

I was so caught up in my own pleasure I hadn't even noticed how Alex was reacting. His eyes were shut and his face was screwed up with pleasure. Like me, his breaths were short and quick.

He slowly pulled almost all the way out and then pressed back into me. I whimpered, hating and loving how he was taking his time.

Alex caught that whimper with his mouth, and as he continued to rock back and forth into me, I slipped my tongue into his mouth, my nails digging into his shoulders.

"Alex, I need you to go faster." Eventually, I had to say something, the anticipation of everything killing me.

But Alex shook his head. "I want to feel every single fucking moment of this," he growled. "And I want a lot of moments."

"Just a little," I whispered back, my voice catching on a moan as I spoke. "Please."

Apparently, his self-control wasn't so great, so he sped up a little, but still took his time in making sure each thrust went as deep as possible into me. I kept my mouth on his as much as possible, the dual sensation of him inside my pussy and me inside of his mouth sending new levels of sensation shooting all the way down my limbs. I had fucked a lot of people, and Alex many times, but I had never had someone make love to me like this. Honestly, it probably wouldn't have been possible before I met Alex.

"Ana, you're not close, are you?" he whispered into my mouth.

I pulled back and looked into his eyes. They were dark with a lust I was very familiar with, but now there was an added warmth as he gazed down at me.

I shook my head. "But I know you are," I said, drawing my hand down the side of his face. "Finish, Alex. I want you to."

But then he stopped. Still inside me, he leaned down on me so I could feel his breath on my ear. "Will you let me try something, Ana?"

"Anything." And I meant it.

I felt one of his hands leave my body, and then a moment later he was lifting my hips and shoving something soft underneath them. Once I was settled again, my hips angled upward, he looked down at me again, a new and slightly adorable sense of determination across his features.

"Alex, what are you—"

I didn't get to finish what I was asking. Alex pressed into me again and my words were cut off by a loud gasp, followed by a moan. Whatever the change of angle had done meant Alex had found something inside of me no one else ever had.

My fingers dug into Alex's shoulders again, he would have quite the collection of nail marks, I arched myself against him, desperate for more of whatever the hell it was he was doing to me.

After so much self-control and drawn-out anticipation, Alex was finally thrusting in and out of me at a faster pace, his mouth dragging across my face, neck, and chest. I couldn't even function. With every stroke, another lightning bolt of pleasure ran through me, and the orgasm that I had doubted would come built through me at light speed.

"That's it," Alex groaned at me. "You're going to come with me, Ana. You're going to come so fucking hard."

"Alex," I moaned out, my words and noises growing in volume with every passing moment. "Alex, I'm, oh God."

I felt a tidal wave of a climax rush through my body, and barely a second later I felt Alex's warmth release inside of me. I cried out as my eyes rolled back and my hands gripped Alex's skin. His own fingers dug into my thigh and the shouts of his climax mixed with mine so I couldn't be sure who was making what noise.

Eventually, we both came down enough so that Alex could pull me up into his lap, still in me, my legs wrapped around him. We held each other like that as we continued to feel the after-effects of the orgasms. My body was trembling. I'm pretty sure his was, too.

Alex pulled back so he could look at me. His face was flushed, lips swollen, and the look of wonder from earlier was back in his eyes. I didn't wait for him to say anything. I just kissed him.

With an almost regretful look, Alex eventually eased me off of him. "You don't have to," I murmured but he already had me in his arms. It was something he had taken to doing every time we finished having sex, whether I could walk on my own or not. I nestled my head into his chest for the few moments it took him to carry me to the bathroom.

When he carried me back to the fresh sheets, I felt an overwhelming sense of calm. Alex's arms went around me and pulled me toward him. We had slept together like this many times before, but now I felt closer to him than ever.

The last thing I felt before going to sleep was his lips softly peppering kisses down the back of my neck.