“Hi,” she rasped as her hands came up to rest on my chest.

“Hi.” I automatically wrapped my arms around her, pulling her flush against me.

“Are you okay with this?” She pushed to her toes, her lips almost to mine.

“More than okay.”

Leaning down, I closed the remaining distance to seal our mouths together. My body instantly sparked to life in a way it hadn’t since she’d left. My cock grew hard simply from the taste of her. The tip of her tongue slid over the seam of my lips before pressing inside.

Alix moaned and leaned into me, her arms clasping my biceps as our tongues slid along each other. Her fingers twisted in my shirt, pulling me into her.

“God, I’ve missed you,” she gasped, breaking the kiss.

Gliding my hands down, I gripped her ass and thrust against her at the same time making sure it was clear how much I agreed with her.

“I want you,” she breathed against my lips as our breaths mingled.

“I need you.”

Her hands yanked on either side of my shirt, ripping apart the buttons so her hands could skim over my chest. A groan rumbled from my chest as she flicked her fingers over my distended nipples. Turning her, I pushed her back onto the bed and yanked the ugly pants from her legs. Skirts looked much better on her sexy body; however, when I realized there was only a tiny pair of panties on under them, I decided they weren’t so bad.

I undid my cufflinks, letting them drop before shrugging out of my shirt and toeing off my shoes. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her to the edge of the bed and dropped to my knees. My face was pressed to her pussy before I’d fully hit the ground.

As I flicked my tongue over her swollen bud, she cried out and tightened her thighs around my head while one hand gripped my hair as much as it could. It didn’t take much to have her screaming out her release, giving me plenty of her honey to lap up.

While I could eat her all night, my aching cock demanded more. I needed to be in her, feel her pulling me deep and hugging the most sensitive part of my body with hers.

Standing, I roughly slid her panties off before undoing my trousers and letting them fall. With one hand, I guided my cock to her entrance while supporting myself with the other. I wanted to tease her, make it good for her, but my need to reclaim what was mine was too strong to deny any longer.

Just the head of my cock slid into her and I watched as she gasped, fisting the sheets. As I stared down at her, I realized I still hadn’t taken off her coat, so I slid the single button through the hole to reveal all she wore underneath was a bra. My hips surged into her at the surprise of my sexy little vixen.

Pulling on the center of her bra, I forced her to sit up so I could shove the material from her shoulders. Her legs wrapped around me and she leaned back onto one hand while reaching for me with the other. Holding my neck, she yanked me down to meet her lips once more.  The bruises and welts on my back screamed out in pain, but I needed her kiss more than anything at that moment.

My hips moved on their own, sinking my cock deep into her as she moved with me. When she broke the kiss, her gaze locked on mine. I could see her arousal, her desire, in her eyes. Even though our lips had parted, she kept a tight grip on the back of my neck, her fingers digging into my flesh.

I grabbed hold of her ponytail and yanked her head back while my other hand dipped between our bodies to tease her clit. She was moaning and panting, but her eyes stayed on mine as I moved hard and fast against her.

My orgasm was gathering at the base of my spine, but I refused to give in. I would not come until she got off at least once more.

Dropping my head, I dragged my teeth over her throat before sucking a chunk and biting down. Alix arched into me as every muscle clenched tightly and she flooded my cock with her release.

She fell onto her back and I gripped her breast harshly as I pounded into her. My nails broke through her skin as my orgasm tore through me and I yelled out. I bathed her insides with my come as my hips slowed and I fought to get my breathing and heart back under control.

“Damn, I really missed that,” Alix sighed as she lay limp on the bed. I lowered myself over her and kissed her lips softly.

“Me too, Precious.”

“John…” she started, her eyes clouded over. “There is something I want to talk to you about.”

I started to pull from her, but she clamped her legs around me, keeping me in her body.

“No, I want you right where you are. It’s…” She blew out a breath before meeting my eyes again. “I saw you at the club last night.”

My back tensed and I jerked as if she’d slapped me.

“What?” I wheezed the single word painfully.

“I was trying to get over you and thought being with another Dom would help, but instead I got a front-row seat to your scene.”

I stared at her, unable to figure out how she felt about what she’d seen, so I went the easier route.

“You scened with another Dom?” It hurt, but I knew we weren’t together then so I had no right.

“Yes. His name was Gabe.”

“I’m going to kill that motherfucker.” I gritted my teeth and yanked back from her, but her legs held tight.

“We didn’t have sex. It was just a spanking. I’m glad I did because he showed me what you were going through.” She winced. “That’s why I was coming to talk to you today.”

“And?” I held my breath, but I understood why she’d been careful not to touch my back. I’d never told her I was bi and worried how she’d feel about it.

“Are you okay? I mean, you were taking quite a beating.”

Maybe she hadn’t seen everything.

“I’m fine now that I have you back in my life.”

She nodded as if she wasn’t wholly convinced. “And your desire for men? Were you going to tell me about that?”

She had.

“Alix, there is only one time I am ever with men. When I’m being a submissive, which isn’t often,” I admitted.

“Do you want to talk about why you were there? Gabe said it had something to do with your past and a trigger of some kind.”

I hated discussing such a hard topic when my cock was still in her. I wanted to pace. I wanted to put space between us, but she wasn’t allowing it.

“One day I will tell you about it. Not now.” I sighed.

“That’s what you always say,” she said, frowning.

“I can’t. We can talk about anything else, but not that. Not today. Please, don’t push the topic.” I wanted to tell her. I wanted to vent my story, but I couldn’t handle any more intense emotions in one day.

“I’m going to keep asking until you tell me,” she said finally releasing me. “For now I’ll drop it though.”

“Thank you,” I whispered while closing my eyes.

Withdrawing from her, I used my destroyed shirt to wipe between her legs. The urge to shove my fingers inside her to ensure some of me stayed in her flared through me, but I resisted. Once she was clean, I tossed the shirt aside and pulled my trousers back up. I’d never been so glad I’d skipped underwear, since it gave me one less thing to deal with when I’d been so desperate to fill her.

I held up her panties in one hand and her trousers in the other. She smiled and took them before slipping them on and stepping into the heels I’d knocked off when I’d pulled them from her.

“If you’re going without, then I will too.” She winked before shrugging her coat back on.

“Does that mean since you’re going without a shirt, I should go without one as well?” I fought to not smile. I missed her saucy side and the easy conversations we had. We were back to normal, the tense air gone.

“Mmm. I’d enjoy it, but we don’t want to cause a scene. You know, because women won’t care that they are married or with their man, they’ll drool over all…” She gestured to my chest. “That.”

Shaking my head, I laughed and went to my closet for a new shirt. I pulled it on as I returned to her.