Madison

Oh. My. Fucking. God. I just had the best orgasm of my life and without a cock inside of me. Nope. Purely from Alex Stone's tongue and mouth alone. How the hell can that even happen? And what happened to not liking this man and now his head is between my legs, lapping up my wetness like he hasn't had a meal or eaten out pussy in forever. "You taste so fucking fantastic, Petal." He murmurs into my core which sends a delicious tingle up and down my spine. Holy Shit.

He comes up and our eyes meet, his brilliant blue eyes gaze at me. He smiles, it's lazy and his dimple yes THAT dimple is on display again. It makes me go weak at the knees and as it is, my thighs just flay open. I am still trembling from the orgasm. If that is what he can do to me with just his tongue, holy knows what he can do when his cock goes inside me.

Alex slides up towards me and lays on his back, instinctively I nestle into him as he places an arm around me and pulls me in close. Whoa, this is well it's kind of intimate, right? Should I even be doing this? The lines are getting a little blurred right now and he is my boss. His company practically own me for the next six months. This is so not good.

I can see his erection, he is massive. "You need some recovery time." He tells me not questions me. It's definitely a statement. "Then I'm going to fuck you so hard until you scream out my name, Petal. My name only."

I sigh, I am blissfully content from my overwhelming orgasm. "That is going to take some topping. I swear I've never had an orgasm like that." He chuckles.

"I did warn you; you haven't had anything yet until you've had the mighty Alex Stone." He teases. I thump him playfully on his solid, broad chest. This man is by definition a Greek God. I'm actually surprised, and a bit taken aback how considerate he is being with me, allowing me some recovery before he takes what he needs and listen, I am most definitely not going to deny him. Now I've had a taste of what he can do, fuck, I want more and more.

"We have all night and since you've put this one night only rule in place, Petal, I should warn you, I will fuck you and make you come in so many ways all night long." It sends shivers up and down my body.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." He kisses the top of my head, it's soft and gentle. Not how I expected him to be. I wonder if he is this warm with his other hook ups. Oh, God. I am his hook up. His one-night stand. That makes me feel slightly crumby since this was the last thing I wanted to be to Alex Stone.

Shit, I was brought in not just to cover his life and sporting achievements and to tame the man for six months, to give him a good image and reputation and here I am, needy and wanton for his cock to slide inside my tight pussy and fuck me until I see stars.

"You okay, Petal?" He asks gazing down at me. He shifts onto his side and props himself up on one arm.

"Yeah, just you know. I erm, I never thought I'd be a casual hook up for you. It's not what I had on my agenda." I bite my lower lip.

"Told ya, beautiful. Nobody can resist me. What did I say when you first came to mine with your haughtiness, and your nose in the air? I told you; it wouldn't take long before you were screaming my name."

"I hate you." I blurt out. Do I? I don't even understand what is going on, it must be the post-orgasm afterglow.

"I hate you more." He nuzzles into the side of my neck, biting gently at the soft skin. He allows his fingers to trail down my stomach then up to my budding nipples, they are such traitors I will need to have a word with my ladies later. Whores. He lowers his head and sucks on one. It shoots right through my body; the electric sensation and I ache for him to suck and bite some more.

His fingers move down my stomach until he gets to my core and delves two fingers inside me causing my hips to buck. "Shit." I mutter.

"Still hate me do you, Petal? You want me to stop? Tell me to stop and I will. I'll do whatever you want, Petal." His voice is husky, it's gruff and it is such a damn turn-on.

I shake my head, of course I don't want him to stop even though my mind is doing holy shit somersaults about this whole situation. What will happen after, I have to face him for months and months? I have to work for him only the way he is touching me right now and bringing me back to the edge, I think he's going to become my new drug. The Alex Stone drug, the one that makes me needy, whimper and want to scream out his name to fuck me until I can't take anymore. I am bone aching for him as he hooks a finger right on my G-spot.

"Alex." I am almost breathless he is literally taking my breath away. "Please."

"Are you begging me Miss Lane?" He blows on my pussy, oo, it feels heavenly. Then he sucks on my clit all the while massaging inside me, driving me insane with desire. I have never wanted a man more than this. I move my hips for him to go in deeper.

"I want to feel you inside me," I tell him with desperation.

"You still hate me, Lane?" I shake my head of course I don't not right now in any case, not with him massaging inside me and about to come. I might be dumb at times but right before he is going to bring me to orgasm again, no way. Right now, I think I am in love with him. Huh? What the flying fuck?

He sucks on my clit, I groan and dig my fingers into his shoulders trying to drag him up to me, I have never wanted a cock more than I do his right this moment.

"Hold on, Petal. I need to get a condom." He kisses me gently between my legs, then trails his lips up one of my thighs. So gentle, so romantic, so utterly beautiful. Alex gets off the bed and reaches for the floor to retrieve his pants where I am assuming he has a condom. Does he carry them always? Or did he anticipate this happening? I guess a man like Alex Stone is always fuck ready. Yeah, that is precisely why he has that man-whore reputation. Whilst he bends down, I get the perfect view of his tight, high ass. He must do a dillion squats a day, it's ripe and it's perfect. Holy shit I'd die to have buns like that.

He turns, this view ladies is even better, trust me. A full frontal of The Alex Stone, his carved abs tapering to his perfect V and his cock standing to attention. I bite my lower lip, wondering how on earth am I going to accommodate it, I mean it's huge, wide, long and I am tiny. I don't have a lot of lovers and his fingers pretty much maxed me out as it is. He cocks his head as he slides the condom on and gives me a wink. Fuck, I feel myself almost wet the damn bed. What is it about guys winking and dimples? It does it for me all the time but on Alex Stone, well let's just say he rocks dimples and winking.

The condom is on, and he comes towards me. "Are you sure, Petal? There's no going back once we cross the line. I can get you off in multiple different ways."

"I want you; I need you now get the fuck inside me with your cock." WTF where did that come from? Since when do I demand sex like this, since when do I talk like a porn star?

He lowers himself over me, propping up on one arm, sliding a hand under my head. Just that act alone has me, he lowers his mouth onto mine and kisses me slowly, tenderly. It makes me choke up. What is going on with my hormones? It's just a kiss, right? But this is different, it is so soft, like he is hardly kissing me but is kissing me. His tongue eases into my mouth, I part my lips to allow him in. His tongue is warm and tangles with mine, like we have a slow dance going on. It's full of.... sentiment. How can that be? We've only just really met, we can't stand each other, he's a man whore and I'm a journalist. Both hating what the other is. So, how can this kiss feel like I am floating on a cloud being transported above the bed? It scares me, just as he pulls slowly away.

Alex rests his forehead on mine, I know he felt it too. Our breathing is heavy, my body is craving him like a heroine junkie. "Sure?" He asks again, his eyes not leaving mine.

I nod. "Yes." I whisper.