A Leap of Faith (17 page)

“How is
any
kind of crazy, good?” mused Troy, watching Dan take another drink.

“You know... when they are freaky in the sack. This one chick grabbed my cock so hard...”

“You mean she found it?” laughed Jason, his eyes dancing with mischief.

Dan flipped him off, “Fuck you man, I ain’t never had any complaints.”

“How has my wedding day disintegrated to where we are now talking about Dan’s cock?” I questioned as I looked around the room.

“Well you did want memorable,” smiled Alex as he placed his arms around my waist.

Troy took the bottle from Dan and offered it to me.  “No escaping the madness now sister, should have thought about that before saying I do. You’re one of us now, all bets are off!”

~~~~~~

“So Mrs Stone... any requests?” Alex teased as he closed our hotel room door, his hands lingering around my waist.

“You. Naked. In. Me.” I purred as I sauntered into the room, pulling him from the doorway.

“That I can do.” Alex smirked as he removed his jacket and slowly unbuttoned his white shirt.

I watched as the shirt fell to the floor, his amazingly toned chest rippled as he kicked off his socks and shoes. He lifted me onto the bed, laying me flat. His voice was a low rumble as his body covered mine.

“While I think you look delicious in this dress, I would rather see what’s underneath and you know how impatient I get with your clothes.”

“You are NOT ruining this dress.” I traced the line of his jaw with my finger.

“Then it’s best you remove it, because I need to make love to my wife.” Alex’s lips hovered over mine.

I fumbled with the side zip as I struggled with his weight pushing against me. I could feel evidence of his arousal through his tuxedo pants.

The zip slid down, exposing my bare skin. Alex shifted and helped me lift the beautiful silk and chiffon gown over my head.

“Mmmmmmm,” he groaned as he surveyed my scant lace panties and strapless bra.

“I hope you aren’t too attached to these
.” Alex’s fingers slipped over the delicate fabric. My skin burned under his touch.

“I can buy more...” I murmured as my hands explored the expanse of his amazing chest.

Alex’s clear blue eyes burned as he pulled against the back strap of my bra, the metal eyes protested, giving a little resistance before yielding to his strength. I gasped as the fabric ricocheted off my skin before hitting the floor. The snap of the lace caused a tingling sensation across my bare breasts.

“God you are beautiful,” Alex whispered as he pulled me closer, my skin igniting as it made contact with his bare chest. 

“I need you,” I moaned, tugging against the waistband of his pants.

“And you have me. Always.” Alex breathed, his mouth covering mine.

My thoughts were jumbled by my heightened arousal, the ache in my groin almost unbearable. He was taking it slow and the anticipation was driving me insane. I didn’t want it slow, I needed him. It was almost irrational, almost as if I couldn’t take another breath until I felt him inside of me.

My hands clawed at his zipper, the metal teeth nipped my finger as I forced it down. The sting as it pierced my skin sent my lust into overdrive.

A twisted, half grin played on Alex’s lips as he watched me with hooded eyes, my hands pushing his pants to the floor in a single, violent movement. “I said - I need you.”  I hissed, bringing my hands to hug his taut ass encased only in the thin fabric of his Calvin Klein trunks.

“So bossy!” He teased as he cupped my ass and lifted me off the floor, pushing my body into the firmness of his erection. “Is this what you want?” He hissed as he rubbed his length against my moist panties. The pleasure of the sensation made me almost come on the spot.

“YES!” I moaned as my fingers dug into his back.

He carried me across the room and lay me on the bed, his body not breaking contact with mine. He lifted momentarily to slide off his trunks before laying on top of me, pressing his length into me hard, hitting me square on my swollen clit.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh.” I moaned, my eyes slamming shut as pleasure washed over my body.

A small, chuckle escaped from his throat as he watched me writhe against him, the delicate lace barrier between us soaked in my wetness. Alex slowed, before lifting off me.

“NO!” I protested, “Don’t stop” My arms reached up to try and force his body back down on me. My muscles straining as I tried in vein to fight against his strength.

“I’ll give you want you want Lexi, but I need to taste you first.”

He tore off my panties, the lace shreds tossed aside as his tongue trailed down my abdomen, before unleashing across my sensitive, soaked folds.

“Ahhhhhhhh
.” I arched my back, lifting my hips and pushing myself into his mouth. “That feels so good!”

His tongue twisted and turned over my core, pleasure rippling through my body. My need for him to be inside of me was overwhelmed by my desperation for this feeling never to end. My body shook as his tongue continued its dance, each hot stroke, sending me further into a frenzied state. All ability to speak was lost other than pleasurable groans that spilled uncontrolled from my lips as my legs locked solidly around his head, his talented mouth working every inch of my flesh. His tongue flicked across my clit before thrusting deep into me, the sensation tipping me over the edge as I pulsed and quivered around his mouth.

“Mmmmmmm, I love watching you come.” Alex licked my inner thigh as the last vibrations of my orgasm hummed through my body.

I raised my still trembling body and gently rolled Alex over onto his back.

“I wasn’t done yet.” Alex nipped my neck I straddled him.

“Who said you’re done?” I smiled as my body slithered down his.

“FUCK!” Alex moaned as I took his rock hard cock deep into my mouth in one single thrust.

My hands cupped his girth as my lips curled around him, my tongue traveling the length as I moved my mouth up and down him.

“God Lexi... Fuck...” Alex gasped as I pumped him further into my mouth, my hands and lips expertly working his rock hard cock.

I dragged my teeth against his sensitive flesh causing him to draw a jagged breath, I felt him swell further as his hardness pulsed in my mouth. I could tell how close he was to losing it, yet he refused to let it take over.

His eyes blazed as he struggled to keep his breathing level. I knew it was taking every inch of control he had as I sucked and licked his hard length.

My own body responded, as I felt the familiar tug in my groin and the pull in my lower stomach. I twisted my body to the side so that I lay over his leg, pushing him further into my mouth.

“Ahhhhhh Oh My God!” Alex gasped as I grinded against his knee, stimulating myself while I sucked him.

“Ahhhhh
,” I moaned, my voice muffled by his fullness in my mouth.

“FUCK!” Alex exploded as he pulled himself from my lips. “You are going to make me come!”

“That was the plan.” I smirked as I pushed him down onto the bed.

“As sweet as your mouth is, I want to be inside another part of you,” Alex hissed as grabbed my waist and pulled me onto him. “And while I’m glad my knee was giving you pleasure, I have something here that can be more fulfilling
.” Alex smiled as he gently and slowly pushed himself inside of me. The sudden shock of his cock filling me made my body shiver.

“Yes
,” my breath rushed out from my lips.

He grabbed my hips as he rocked me back and forth, each thrust sending shivers though my core. I leaned down in an attempt to control the tempo, he responded by taking my breast into his mouth and teasing my nipple.

I squeezed my knees hard against his thighs, his strong, long muscles rippling with swift movements as I rode him, controlling our rhythm. He angled his hips so that as he entered me, just the right amount of pressure would press against my clit, pushing me closer to climax.

“Ahhhhhh,” I moaned as I rocked on top of him, my hands tangling around his sexed up blonde hair.

“That’s it Baby, I want you to come with me this time,” Alex groaned as he met each one of my thrust with one of his own.

Our skin glistened with sweat as we pushed closer to our release, his astonishing eyes locked on mine as he felt me tip over the edge. My body was reduced to a shaking mess as I tightened and pulsed around him and with one last final heave he too found his finish.

I watched him as he shook, his body moving slowly in and out of me, the pulse of his hardness, still pressing against me.

“So much for slow and romantic,” Alex laughed as he gently bit at my shoulder.

“You said it yourself, we aren’t conventional,” I joked as I flung my leg around his, locking him in with my ankle.

“True.” Alex smiled as he brushed my messed up hair from my eyes, “but I wanted it to be memorable and as beautiful as you are.”

“I’m not going to forget THAT in a hurry, Alex.” I giggled as I bit his lower lip.    

His eyes darkened slightly as his playful mood turned serious. “I know that it isn’t always going to be like this Lexi, but I want you to always remember this... this moment. Remember that while we may not always be perfect....” he motioned his hands between us “…This is.  And I love you.”

Alex tenderly kissed my lips as I absorbed his words. He was mine and I was his. No matter what insanity lay before us, together we were perfect. Meant to be. He had given me something I had never had. Together... we were a family.

The hum of the car engine threatened to lull me to sleep but still I couldn’t shut down. I pressed my head to the black tinted glass as my brain buzzed with remembered activity of the last couple of days. The large SUV swerved through the busy, congested city streets, the noise and colour of New York City welcoming me home. Home. With my husband by my side and surrounded by my crazy extended family, chatting amicably.

The media storm that had surrounded our surprise nuptials was as fierce as predicted but nothing compared to the
furore of an angry Hannah who was disappointed at missing out. Our last day in Miami, both Matt and I had spent fielding calls and emails seeking information about our “quickie” wedding, many speculating, as Dan had, about whether it was “shotgun wedding.” I wondered how they were going explain the lack of child in 9 months?  Our accomplices along the way had unwittingly turned into over-night celebrities - Angie from the Dade County court house granted interviews to everyone from E news to Star magazine - embellishing her part in the “elaborate” plan. It didn’t even bother me, she had let me have my day so she could have her five minutes.

Hannah was another story, I did feel bad about not having her there but knew that she wasn’t able to fly in her last trimester. Alex and I promised her that we would have a gathering of our friends and family to celebrate sometime in the near future and that appeased her slightly but I knew I would have to do a lot more than have a party to make it up to her. I even threw around the idea of another simple ceremony. How ironic was it that I had never even wanted to get married and now I was willing to do a repeat performance of it.

For the first time, possibly ever, I didn’t feel the need to keep moving. If I stood still in this moment forever then it would be ok. I was happy, but more than that, I was at peace.

“What are you thinking about?” Alex whispered, pulling me from my thoughts.

“Just that I’m happy,” I smiled as I squeezed his hand.

“Good.” Alex nuzzled my neck,  “Now might be a good time to discuss living arrangements. Where should I tell TJ to drop us off?”

Crap! I hadn’t even thought about it! Where were we going to live? My place? Alex’s? Somewhere new? Usually a couple has months to decide
little
things such as a marital address prior to the wedding but then it wouldn’t be my style to do things in a “traditional” way.

“I can stay somewhere else guys, give you your space if you want to head back to the apartment?” Matt offered, his beautiful smile not showing the slightest bit of annoyance at possibly having to find a new place to live.

“No, that’s stupid! Alex’s place is bigger. We can stay there for now.” I answered quickly, wanting to bring the debate to an end before it began.

“Lexi, are you sure? I feel like I’m kicking you out of your place.” Matt leaned forward in his seat.

“Matt, please! I’m sure. You are
staying
in my apartment. End of discussion.”

“Trust me Matt, don’t argue with her. Besides, my apartment is closer to 5th Avenue. Don’t fool yourself, it’s always about the stores.” Alex smirked.

Matt laughed as he nodded in agreement, “Thanks, I guess I’ll be helping you pack...again”

“Uggghhh. I’ll take stuff gradually. I can’t deal with boxes again.” I rolled my eyes at the thought. “And FYI 5th Avenue had nothing to do with it.” I shot Matt a cheeky wink.

“Baby, I love you... but I think every store assistant in the greater Manhattan area knows your name and your shoe size.” Alex’s lips curled into his delicious half grin.

“I’m just friendly…” I countered.

Alex was exaggerating, it wasn’t
every
store but sure there are a few who knew me on a first name basis. It’s not that they have my number, unless you count Heather from Versace, but that was only so she can word me up when they go on sale. I’m a sucker for a Versace cocktail dress.

Alex raised one eyebrow in silent challenge to prove him wrong. I instead snuggled into his side, biting my lip not willing to admit defeat.

TJ drove into the undercover garage of Alex’s apartment. As expected there were hordes of fans camped on the street awaiting our arrival, the NYPD doing their best to move the crowds on.

“Thanks TJ
.” Alex reached across to the front seat and patted him on the back.

TJ nodded in recognition as he stopped the car.

“Don’t forget dinner at my house tonight! Hannah will go ballistic if you don’t turn up.” James called out as Alex stepped out of the SUV.

“We’ll be there,” Alex acknowledged as he turned to help me out of the car.

“Just a heads up - she’s still kind of cranky.” James nervously smiled.

“It will be fine James,” I reassured as I waved goodbye to the rest of the group, “see you in a few hours.”

I closed the car door and watched as the SUV disappeared back onto the street.

Alex pulled me into him as we walked to the elevator. Our luggage was arriving later so we didn’t have to wrestle with bags and it was nice to finally be just the two of us after two months of being on the road. He pressed the button for his floor and I sunk into his side. I was mentally tired even though I was physically alert. We climbed slowly until the elevator alerted us with a loud ding that we had arrived.

As we walked to Alex’s front door, a strange feeling overcame me. This would now be my home, not just a place I lived, but where I would build a life with Alex. The space wasn’t unfamiliar to me, after all I had spent many night here, but now I looked at it with different eyes. I knew there had been other women here, but it seemed insignificant now. This was where we had spent those first few nights together, both of us in love with each other yet too afraid to admit it. It seemed right that this was where we ended up. 

Alex paused as we stood in front of his doorway, pulling my body closer into his. “Welcome home baby.” He tilted my head and kissed me passionately. We walked through the door, our bodies intertwined, our lips hungry for each other.

Alex kicked the door shut behind us, unwilling to let his hands leave my body. He led me through the entrance way and into the living room where an extra large leather couch sat in the middle of the room.

I collapsed onto his strong muscular body, his hypnotic clear blue eyes locked on mine. It was as if nothing else existed. It was just us.

“I’ll never tire of this,” Alex whispered as he kissed the top of my head, “Just being with you, loving you.”

I smiled as I brushed his cheek, the sincerity of his words touching my heart. I was loved.

~~~~~~~

We had fallen asleep in each other’s arms. The weeks of travel had taken its toll and the relief of finally being home hit some kind of
release valve that unlocked unsated fatigue and weariness.

Alex stretched beneath me. “You want me to call Han and tell her we’re going to be late?” His smile betrayed his thoughts.

“No, lets go get this over with. When I get you into that bed, I can guarantee I won’t be letting you leave for at least three days.” I ran my hand down his amazing chest.

“Mmmmmmm. I like the sound of that.” Alex mumbled as he licked my neck.

“Stop that!” I protested, “Or we’ll never leave.”

“Ok, Ok. I’m getting a shower. Care to join me?” Alex’s eyes gleamed with mischief as he sat up.

“As much as I would love that, I need to take care of a few things before we leave. I need to finalize Anna’s paperwork. I’ll get one after you.” I sat up, my limbs stiff from my awkward sleeping position.

Alex stood, kicking off his shoes and socks before lifting his fitted shirt over his head, showcasing his amazing physique. His faded blue jeans hug low
on his hips, his sculpted abs flexing as he stretched his arms above his head.

“You objectifying me again?” Alex smirked as he caught me watching him.

“Just appreciating my husband.” I rose to stand in front of him, kissing him before sauntering off to retrieve my MacBook.

“Tease.” Alex laughed as he strode into the bathroom.

I heard the water turn on as I flicked on my computer. Lately it had seemed my emails were never ending. Alex sung loudly in the shower as I sorted through my inbox, mostly work related and all of them predictably about US.

A loud trill came from behind me causing me to jump. Alex had left his phone on the couch and it was ringing. I watched its illuminated screen fade as it went to voice mail.  I felt sorry for who ever called, knowing the chances of Alex returning the call were slim to none.

I returned to my inbox, when again I was disrupted by Alex’s loud ring tone. Grrrrrrrr “ALEX… YOUR PHONE IS RINGING” I screamed out, knowing the chances of him hearing me where low.

I didn’t hear a response, my vain attempt of getting his attention had been drowned out by the water and Alex’s singing.

The ringing ceased a second time, once again directed to voice mail. Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to see who was so desperate to get Alex’s attention. He’d only been back in town a few hours. Maybe it was his mother or brother?

I picked up Alex’s iPhone as the screen once again lit up with an incoming call.

MARCY BRYANT

Are you fucking kidding? What the hell does she want with Alex? He made himself pretty clear in Rome that he wasn’t interested. They weren’t even friends anymore, she had to know her calls wouldn’t be welcomed.

I knew that I shouldn’t, but I could help myself. I answered.

“Hello Marcy.” I was unable to hide my venomous tone.

“uhhhhh... uhhhhh... Lexi?” Marcy sounded off guard and flustered.

“Yes, it’s Lexi. What is it that you want Marcy?” My agitation was growing by the second.

“I...I...just wanted to talk to Alex. I didn’t like the way things were left. I thought we could make amends.” I could hear how nervous she was in her voice. She had wanted to speak to Alex and she wasn’t prepared to speak with me.

“Well Marcy, while I don’t speak for Alex I am fairly sure he has nothing more to say to you. I’m sure you have heard that we recently got married?” I tried not to sound too cocky but the truth was I was enjoying making her squirm.

“Ummmm, Yeah.... I heard,” Marcy stuttered.

“So do yourself a favour and gain some self respect. It’s really not attractive to be chasing after someone’s
husband
.” I felt the smile creep on my lips as I ended the call. Dumb, desperate bitch!

“Who was that?” Alex walked in, a low slung towel clinging to his hips, his body still damp from the shower.

“Ughhhhh Marcy.” I tossed Alex his phone.

He smoothed his tousled hair as he scrolled through the screen of his phone.

“What did she want?” Alex arched his brow, seeing that she had called repeatedly.

“To be “friends”, or so she says.” I walked over to Alex, determined to show him that I had grown and no longer felt threatened by her.

Alex took me in his arms, the dampness of his chest seeping through my light cotton shirt. “Well, I have enough “friends” so she is shit out of luck.”

I smiled at his answer, while I was no longer worried about her, I didn’t want her poisonous bullshit anywhere near Alex.

“We aren’t going to fight about this, are we?” Alex tilted my chin so I gazed into his eyes.

“No Alex, I’m not wasting a minute of our precious time on that talentless trash with a bad dye job and cheap ass shoes. I know you love me and I love you.” I meant it. Marcy would not get what she wanted, she would not get under my skin.

“God you are sexy when you trash talk.” Alex laughed. “And I’m glad that we are finally in a good place.”

“Me too.” I smiled.

“Now, go get ready before I call Hannah and tell her we aren’t going to make it cause I need to make love to my wife.” Alex growled, his eyes conveying he was only half joking.

“There is always the pool house
,” I joked as I slowly and seductively started removing my clothing.

Alex’s eyes darkened as I stood before him naked. A low growl spilled from his lips.

“Fuck it, we’re going to be late.”

~~~~~~

“Lexi! Alex!” Hannah squealed as we entered the games room.

We were running about 30 minutes late and Troy, Jason, Dan and James were already relaxing, beers in hand.

“Finally, Han wouldn’t let us eat until you got here.” Dan smirked as he walked over to greet us.

“It’s not like you are going to starve Dan.” Hannah snapped, her face wearing her fatigue and discomfort. She was due to deliver in two weeks and while her pregnancy had been problem free, the last few weeks had taken their toll. She was tired and irritable and found it difficult to move with her bulging belly.

“Easy, Han. It’s not like I stole your freaking peanut butter fudge. Though it wouldn’t kill you to share,” Dan stupidly fired back.

“What are you saying, Asshole? That I’m fat? Is that what I look like? A Big Fat Girl who stuffs her face with fudge? I had a fucking craving.” Hannah’s face flushed with anger.