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I suddenly felt terribly
guilty.
No, Alexis, he admitted to sleeping with Claire, and at that stage
you had not gone that far with Bryce.
True, I had not gone that far when he
confessed, but I had now, numerous times, daily!
Alexis, stop thinking of
Rick. You are with Bryce, he loves you and would never cheat on you.
But
how could I be so sure? I was sure Rick would never have cheated on me, either.
Argh, stop it, stop it, fucking stop it.
I mentally bitch-slapped myself
in the face, I’m glad I did it, because if I went back and forth about this
whole situation any longer I probably would have exploded and self-combusted on
the spot. I washed my hands and splashed a little water on my face. It was hot
here, and I definitely needed some cooling down.

Bryce came up behind me and
placed a single white rose in front of my nose. I looked up at our reflections
in the vanity mirror.
Do you really need to deliberate your situation
Alexis? Take a good long, hard look in that mirror. What do you see?
I did
just that, and calmness washed over me, removing any doubt or confusion I’d had
moments ago. I took hold of the rose, and placed it to my nose, smelling the
alluring scent I adored. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck, then
joined me in my assessment of our reflections.

“You think of everything,
don’t you?”

“It’s what I do, Ms. Summ...”
He broke off. “It’s what I do, my love.” I turned to him.

“Yes it is, and you do it so
well.”

He leaned in and caressed my
lips with his own, then let out a breath and whispered. “You are exquisite, my
love.”

I moaned, wanting him to
enter my mouth, but the fact he was hovering so close and not touching me with
his tongue, was perfectly unbearable, and the anticipation of when that touch
would come was about the hottest thing imaginable. I whispered back to him,
making sure my breath entered his mouth. “So, how do you plan on settling in
exactly?” He pulled away, and his look of pure, unadulterated lust hit me like
a ton of bricks.

CHAPTER SIX

Bryce grunted, gripped my
arse and lifted me to his waist.

“I thought so,” I said,
before he mashed his lips on mine, attacking my mouth and licking my tongue
intensely. I pulled his head to mine, forcing him further into my mouth and
deepening our hungry kiss. He gently bit down on my bottom lip, exciting me
throughout and making me moan with pleasure.

“I love your little moans,
Alexis. They are so fucking sexy.”
Oh holy fuck. In that case I’ll give you
another.
I let out another ‘sexy moan’ for him. He groaned fiercely and
squeezed my arse with passionate force, taking my breath away.

“I love your ferocious groans,
Bryce. They are so fucking hot.” The sound he then gave me vibrated through his
chest into mine, sending waves of stimulation coursing all over. He turned
around with me still attached to his waist, and made his way out the bathroom.
We bumped into the wall near the doorway, making me gasp. Not because it hurt,
but because it was raw and utterly hot. He held me there for a short time,
looking deep into my eyes. I think he thought the bump had hurt me, because his
eyes were intense and caring, so I put my finger to his lips and he gently
kissed it. “I love you, Bryce Clark.” His mouth returned to mine, this time
harder and heavier than before. I felt probing hardness in between my legs.
Mmmm,
I love feeling him grow with pleasure.
He stumbled out of the bathroom and
over to the bed.

“Are you ready?” He mumbled
as his tongue untangled mine.
Fuck yeah, I’m always ready.
We fell
sideways, which took me totally by surprise. I squealed and army-rolled across
the mattress, managing to land on both feet on the other side.
That wasn’t
what I was ready for.

“Now that was skill!” I said
as I straightened up. I was quite impressed with myself, and it appeared he was
too, as he flashed an approving smile.

“That it was my love. So, Ms.
Summers, I vaguely recall you telling me not too long ago that you would do
‘anything’. Do you remember?”
Damn it, I did vaguely recall saying that as a
result of his helicopter manoeuvre and subsequent threat.

“Yes, I did Mr. Clark, but
that’s only because you don’t play fair.” He clenched his fist, then relaxed it
again. “So, what is it that you want?”

“I want a strip tease.”
Really?
Shit, I’m no Jamie Lee Curtis. Crap.

“If that is what you want Mr.
Clark...” I slowly began to unbutton my vest, swaying my hips to silent music.
“Then that is what you’ll get.” This type of move would normally have me
laughing hysterically, but when I saw the thrilled expression on his face, I subdued
my typical inevitable outburst and continued to please him with my teasing
moves. He stepped back to the wall, and aggressively fisted a button that made
the electric blinds cover the doors and windows, giving us complete privacy. I
slowly removed my vest and twirled it around my finger. My plans had been to
sling it on to his head, but my twirling accuracy was a little off and it
bounced off the feature wall and landed on the bed.
Massive fail you idiot.
I shrugged that one off and moved on to my singlet, inching it up ever so
slightly a little at a time. Both his hands were now fisting then relaxing, and
seeing them do this simultaneously only assured me that I was well and truly
tantalising him. I pulled my singlet over my head and scrunched it into a ball.
Without thinking, I threw it at him, only this time my accuracy was just fine, and
it hit him in the face.
Bingo!
He groaned and practically tore his
t-shirt off, flicking it with precision directly at me. I caught it, which
shocked the shit out of us both.

“More skill,” I gloated and
giggled as I shot him a seductive satisfied glare. I then tossed his t-shirt
over my shoulder and continued my amatory tease, unbuttoning my shorts and
wiggling my arse as I pulled them down. I felt more and more empowered as each
item of clothing fell from my body. I very seductively stepped out of my shorts
and kicked them towards the door. Still swaying my hips from side to side, I
stood there in my white matching lace set, feeling the burning heat as his eyes
set me on fire. He growled again for me, deep down from within his throat, then
he adjusted his shorts, indicating the swelling of his erection was fast filling
the space within them. I licked my lips at the sight of him grabbing his
package. It really was mouth-watering seeing him cup the very appendage I
wanted deep in between my legs.
Focus Alexis.

I continued my torturous
display by lifting my leg up onto the bed to unzip my ankle boot, and exposing
just a small amount of the precise spot he desired the most. I slowly ran my
finger along the edge of my G-string seam, lifting it away, giving him just a
small glimpse of what was to come. He cracked his neck to the left and again to
the right, which made me tingle all over.
Fuck, he is sexy.
I repeated
with the other leg and dropped the boots to the floor.

“Bryce, I can’t possibly
continue when you have so much clothing on you. All that material is just not
doing it for me.” I raised my eyebrow at him, then looked at my fingers to
indicate I was bored. He obliged and kicked his runners off. “Not good enough.
You’ll have to lose more than that
.
”
I kept swaying to the music
that was not there, then provocatively ran my fingers over the top of my bra,
sensitising my nipples. The look of lust he so often directed at me was the
biggest turn-on, but this look trumped them all. It not only had my heart
pumping, but it also had in between my legs pumping like crazy as well.

I turned my back to him,
removed my bra and held it out, then twisted my head around to catch his
expression, an expression that could only be described as seriously hankering.
I smiled to myself and dropped it on the floor, then hooked my thumbs into my
G-string. I bent over baring my arse to him and pulled it down. He let out
probably the loudest growl to date.

“Fuck Alexis, you have the
sexiest arse alive.” I loved the way he spoke to me. I loved it when he was
romantic and pouring his heart out, but I also loved it when he was dirty, raw
and salacious.
Alexis, snap out of it before the blood runs to your head.
What?
I was still upside-down.
Again I have nothing on Jamie Lee Curtis
or Demi Moore. Maybe I should watch Striptease and get some tips! Alexis, stand
up. Shit!
I slowly stood up and stepped out of my underwear, allowing him
to stare at my ‘sexy arse’ just a little longer, but the ache in between my
legs was now intense and only he could cure it, so, I spun back around, ready
to give us what we wanted and what we needed. He was standing there, naked and
ready, with the remainder of his attire nowhere to be seen. The sight of his
full and overly stretched cock was gloriously mouth-watering and had me aching
all over.

“Mmmmm,” was all I could manage
to let out of my mouth. I crawled across the bed to where he was standing. He
looked down at me, knowing what I had in mind, and the knowledge of his
yearning and excited expectation, filled me, with even more desire. I opened my
mouth and tongued the top of his erection in the hope he would growl again,
sending excitement through my body. He didn’t disappoint, making me shudder
with pleasure, and forcing my mouth to clamp down on him hard.

“Fuck Alexis. Your mouth, it’s,
grrrr...” My smile circled his shaft at that very sound, I just couldn’t get
enough of it. He placed his hands on my head, but he did not take over in
guiding me up and down his luscious length, because he knew I needed no
assistance whatsoever when it came to consuming him orally, especially because
I was hungry, hungry to bring him undone. I continued to run my tongue up and
down his smooth hardness, and forcing him into my mouth entirely, as far as he
would go. When he tensed and twitched within me, I knew he was not far away
from my goal. He pulled out and directed me to stand up on the bed. I followed
his cue, and he lifted me on to him.
Yep, there it is!

“Oh, fuck.” The feeling of my
inside expanding was ecstasy, and the sensation of him holding my arse,
securing me to him only added to it. He walked me over to the bench by the wall
near the front door, and in one quick swipe, thoroughly cleared its contents on
the floor.
Shit, that was hot.
It was the perfect height for him
to pound me continuously, and he did, in and out, over and over.
I swear the tee-pee was shaking, but I didn’t care. It
would have been fitting if the whole thing collapsed on top of us. “Bryce.”

“You like this, my love?”

“Uh huh,” I moaned in
pleasure. He was sensational, and the momentum he created was perfect. I
couldn’t help myself, I let go, threw my head back, and cried out. “Oh fuck!”
It occurred to me, that I have never had this much sex in the space of 24 hours
before and I was almost certain I wasn’t done yet. We both couldn’t get enough
of each other, we were insatiable. He jerked into me and released himself, expelling
his fierce groan, and leaving me breathing hard and covered in sweat. Our
foreheads touched, and I could finally see what he had all along. We belonged
to each other, and I had to start allowing myself to believe it. It was just
everything had happened in such a short space of time, and it felt somewhat
surreal, like a dream or a fairy-tale, and the fact it was happening to me, of
all people, only made it just that much more unbelievable.

“Alexis, Hunny, what are you
thinking about?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I guess
I’m just waiting to be woken up from this dream slash nightmare.”

“Nightmare?” He looked
shocked and a little hurt.

“No, I don’t mean it like
that, not at all...” I kissed him, “I mean the nightmare of having a husband
that destroyed the very sanctity of marriage. I guess I’m just feeling that
what is happening to me right now is so unbelievable. I thought I was happily
married, leading a somewhat of a normal life, and now I’m here in your arms and
incredibly satisfied. The enormity of it all is only just starting to sink in.
It’s just happening so fast, do you know what I mean?”

“Yes, Hunny, I know what you
mean. But it also feels like we have been together for a very long time.” We
both said that last bit simultaneously. He took a deep breath, then moved my
hair away from my face.

“Alexis, sometimes it’s wise
not to dwell on the incomprehensible, for if you do, you waste those precious
moments of actually accepting it for what it is.” He was right.
Geez he’s
good at clarifying things!
Okay, no more wasting time thinking this is
all a dream. It’s not, It has happened—is happening— and I’m going to accept
it.
I shook my head as if to shake the nonsense away.

“I’m sorry, I’m being an
idiot.”

“You are my idiot.”

“Thanks, you can put me down
now.”

“No.” I felt him come to life
again inside me.

“Mr. Clark, you couldn’t
possibly go again.”

He moved his head back. “Is
that a dare, my love?”
No, because I know you’ll win.
Before I could
answer his challenge, there was a knock at the door.

“Ha ha,” I poked my tongue
out. He responded by continuing to hold me on the bench and tease me with his
twitching dick. “Put me down,” I whispered.