Surprise Delivery(17)

“What I mean is that I like getting all dressed up in fancy clothes,” she corrects herself, looking back at me.

“Playing dress-up can be fun sometimes,” I say. “Depending upon the company.”

She looks away again, her cheeks no doubt still burning bright. There’s a moment of silence between us, but it’s not as awkward as it should be. It’s almost like we’re both holding our breath, waiting for something to happen. When nothing does, she looks up at me again, a rueful smile on her face.

“W – we should probably get back to the gala,” she says softly.

“Probably,” I agree.

Neither one of us move. We simply stand there, close enough that the aroma of her perfume, as well as her skin, fills my nose and ignites my senses. It stirs something deep within me. Something primal and something carnal.

“What’s happening here?” she whispers.

I shake my head. “I don’t know.”

Without giving myself – or her – a chance to think, I lean down and press my lips to hers. Her mouth opens, accepting my tongue as I slide it into hers. Our kiss grows in passion and intensity, shooting skyward like a rocket. Her hands are in my hair, gripping and pulling it, and I slide my own down her back, relishing the feel of her smooth, flawless skin beneath my fingertips.

Eventually, we both come up for air, our breathing a little heavy, our eyes still locked together. In her face, I see the same primal need that’s fueling me. There is a hunger burning bright in her eyes and I feel my cock growing stiff in response.

“We probably don’t have long,” she says.

“We have long enough,” I reply.

Our mouths lock together again as I pick her up and set her down on the table. She parts her thighs as I step forward and I push her gown up around her waist. Her hands are gripping my cock through my slacks, stroking and rubbing me as I fumble with the button. She reaches up and slips my suspenders down off my shoulders and runs her hands up and down my chest, enjoying the feel of my body.

Alexis bites her bottom lip as she looks at me, then reaches up to take off her mask. I put my hand on hers and shake my head.

“Leave it on,” I say.

“Naughty.”

“Sometimes,” I say, flashing her a crooked grin.

With my pants finally unbuttoned, I slide my hands up the stockings on her thighs, reveling in the silky-smooth feel of them, and I feel myself growing impossibly hard. She unzips my slacks and reaches in. I suck in a deep breath as I feel her wrapping her delicate fingers around my thick shaft. She looks down as she pulls it free from my boxers, the hunger I saw in her eyes earlier only growing stronger.

“I wish we had more time,” she bemoans.

“So do I.”

But we don’t. If we’re going to do this, we need to do it before security makes their rounds and finds us fucking in here, since I tend to think they’ll frown upon it. Her panties are soaked through when I touch her through them, drawing a soft moan and a shudder from her. I grip the top of them, and she lifts herself up as I slide them down her legs. I manage to pull them off and not knowing what to do with them, I drop them onto the ground.

She leans forward, gripping my head in her hands. Our kiss is passionate and intense as I step forward, the head of my cock pressing against the velvety folds of her lips. I wish I had more time to spend exploring every inch of her amazing body. I’m so caught up in the sensations of everything I’m feeling, I almost make a terrible mistake.

“Wait,” I whisper.

She cocks her head and looks at me questioningly. I grab my jacket and pull my wallet out. Throwing the jacket onto the table, I fish a condom out of the wallet, then toss it on top of the coat. My hands trembling with my eagerness, it takes me a couple of tries to get the wrapper open. When I do, I pull the condom out, then drop the wrapper to the floor. I hurriedly put the condom on, rolling it down the length of my stiff prick. All the while, Alexis is looking at me, her tongue sliding around her lips suggestively as she touches herself.

I’m finally ready, and she grins. “I thought you’d never get that thing on.”

“That makes two of us,” I laugh.

I step forward and without preamble, drive my cock deep into her. Alexis gasps and I feel her entire body tighten around me. She digs her nails into my shoulders, holding on tight as I slide myself all the way in, pushing forward until I’m fully sheathed within her. Her eyes are wide and she’s trembling, but there is a look of pure ecstasy on her face.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

She nods. “More than okay,” she replies. “Don’t stop.”

I oblige and begin to thrust my hips, pushing my cock deeper and deeper into her.

“Yes,” she moans. “God, yes.”

I have my hands on her ass as I pound myself into her to keep her from sliding backward on the table. Her legs are wrapped around my waist, her nails digging into my shoulders, taking me into her again and again. She’s incredibly tight, but she’s so wet, that I slide into her easily. She leans forward and bites my shoulder. I draw in a sharp breath, but the scream that comes bursting from her throat is muffled. Her body shudders and shakes, her pussy clenching tighter around me and I know she’s coming.

Alexis leans back and I look down into her eyes, most of her face covered by the mask, but the look of absolute ecstasy is unmistakable. Between the mask and the need to be as quiet as possible to avoid drawing attention to ourselves, the feeling between us is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. The sensations coursing through me are even more intense and everything carries a vibrancy that borders on the extreme.