My Two Alphas, page 4
part #1 of Alphas Series
“Damn, Diane, you’re going to be the death of me if that’s what it’s going to be like with you”.
I laughed a little, enjoying the feel of Bram still inside me, still large even though he was now spent.
“It was pretty amazing, wasn’t it? Are we going to do that again?”
Bram’s shoulders shook with silent laughter, and as he laughed, I could feel every inch of his hard body against and in mine. My toes curled in pleasure. At that moment I sent prayers thanking the electricity gods for choosing today to cause my office to be closed.
“I’d like to, if you’re up for it, but do you want some lunch? I think we should keep our strength up, don’t you?”
I put a hand either side of Bram’s face and lifted his head back a bit so I could stare at him incredulously.
“Food? You want food now?”
Bram leaned in to kiss me slowly, then put a hand to his cock to hold the condom steady as he pulled out. As he rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom he threw over his shoulder:
“A man needs food. Especially for energy to pleasure his woman. I’ll order room service in a minute, so we don’t need to leave the hotel to eat”.
As Bram disposed of the condom in the bathroom, I pulled in my bottom lip and smiled to myself. So Bram considered me his woman already? Today was a much better day than I had expected this morning.
Three
My assessment of the day wasn’t wrong. Bram had ordered room service while he was naked. While he was on the phone, I lay on the bed admiring the view. Bram caught me looking and to my surprise and pleasure, his cock demonstrated how much he appreciated my interest by rising up faster than I would have thought possible, especially considering he had already come twice in a short space of time. With a smile on my face, I crawled to the end of the bed and took Bram in my hand, making him stammer on the phone as he tried to order his lunch. By the time he was repeating back my order choice, I had already lowered my head to his cock and taken the tip into my mouth, teasing him with my tongue while he tried to finalise his order. Once he finished the call, Bram groaned as he ran his fingers through my hair.
“Diane, how is a man supposed to string two thoughts together when you’re doing that?”
I shrugged my shoulders as I drew Bram deeper into my mouth. I didn’t know what I enjoyed more, the feel of his silky skin, the salty taste of the pre-cum that leaked from the slit, or the moans Bram made as he thrust his hips forward. His hands twitched in my hair, obviously he wanted to hold my head steady and thrust into my mouth, but was holding back because we hadn’t done this with each other before and he didn’t know how far he could go with me. I didn’t even know how far I could take him, although I was enjoying the feeling of power I had over him at the moment and tried to take him even deeper. The thought that it was me, that it was what I was doing, that was giving Bram such pleasure was making me feel good about myself, and I wanted to do more. I pushed my head further towards the base of Bram’s cock, trying to suppress my gag reflex and tilting my head to try to take Bram down my throat. Bram groaned and thrust forward a little, and I hollowed out my cheeks as I sucked for all I was worth. Between us we worked out a rhythm, and before long I heard Bram’s breathing change, his breaths coming in little pants and his movements becoming more agitated. I looked up at him from where I sat at the edge of the bed, and saw him looking down at me, his eyes glinting in the light. Bram smiled at me, touching my face gently, and then he threw back his head and thrust into my mouth one last time. I gulped furiously as I felt the hot spurts hit the back of my throat, and licked Bram clean afterwards. Just as I was sitting back on the bed, pressing the back of my hand to my lips, there was a knock at the door. Looking at Bram quickly, I grabbed my clothes and ran to the bathroom, hearing him tell the room service staff that he would be out in a moment. I hurriedly threw on my clothes, rinsed out my mouth, then peeked out the door. Bram was standing there dressed only in his pants, his hands in his pockets, smiling at me. I pushed through the door.
“You didn’t answer the door dressed like that, did you?”
Bram looked down at himself, rubbing a hand over his chest and smiling at me.
“What’s wrong with this? I’m decent”. He crossed to me and put his hands around my waist, pulling me close and kissing me on the nose.
“Time to eat. I’m starved. Mmm, I hope this steak tastes as good as it looks”.
I sat on the other side of the small table, looking at Bram’s steak as he cut into it. He saw me watching and cut off a piece, holding it out to me. I shook my head, making a little grimace.
“I don’t think so. That’s a little rarer than I like it”, I said as I watched the knife cut through the very rare steak. It barely looked cooked and I shook my head as I lifted the lid off my soup and inspected the plate of salad at the side. Bram looked at my food with a little frown.
“Are you a vegetarian?” He asked after a moment.
“No, I just don’t like food that’s too heavy in the middle of the day. But I do like my meat cooked a bit more than that”, I said, indicating his steak with my soup spoon. “Does it matter, would it bother you if I was?” I asked curiously, tasting the cheese and broccoli soup, and adding a little pepper.
“No, but I have uncomfortable memories of an old girlfriend who always wanted to have dinner in vegetarian restaurants. I went along with that most of the time, but wanted to go elsewhere sometimes. Can you imagine how off putting it is cutting into a nice, rare steak, seeing your date shudder and hold her napkin to her mouth like she’s going to be sick?”
I laughed along, but felt a pang of curiosity about this unnamed girlfriend, and the times she had shared with Bram. Bram and I weren’t at that stage yet, all we had done was talk a little, and have some wild sex, but I couldn’t help but wonder what things about Bram there might be that I might find difficult to deal with, or what things there were about me that he might not like. I applied myself to my soup with unusual gusto, only stopping when Bram reached out a hand to still my spoon. I looked up at him.
“Hey, Diane, maybe I shouldn’t have told that story, if it upset you hearing about an old girlfriend”.
“No, seriously Bram, it’s silly of me, it’s not that you’ve been with other women, of course you have, but I was just thinking that we know so little about each other, and I wondered what we might find out about each other that we might not like”.
Bram’s fork skittered across his plate, then after a while he lifted his hand from mine and smiled at me awkwardly before continuing to eat. The meal continued quietly after that. When we were finished our main, I sat for a moment, wondering what to do about the uncomfortable tension that had sprung up during the meal. I had a pang of fear that I had killed the mood, and that Bram would soon make an excuse to leave. Bram cleared his throat, and I raised my eyes from the napkin I was fiddling with, moving my gaze up over Bram’s impressive chest and finally to his eyes. To my surprise, and happiness, Bram was smiling.
“Finished? There’s still dessert, you know”.
My eyes flashed to the silver covered dish that was still untouched on the room service trolley. My brow furrowed as I realised there was only one dish. I couldn’t remember choosing anything for dessert, and I wouldn’t have anyway, as I was constantly fighting the battle of my waistline, and never indulged in dessert for lunch. I watched as Bram slowly eased up from his chair, exuding grace as he walked. I watched the muscles in his torso ripple as he reached over to pick up the tray, bringing it to the small table where we sat. Unbidden, my tongue reached out to wet my lips as I stared at Bram’s defined chest and stomach. Without warning, I wanted him again. It seemed all he had to do was move, and I wanted my hands all over that body, and I wanted that body all over me. Bram smiled at me as he put the tray down on the table and moved around to hold a hand out to me. I stood up in response to his silent request, and Bram tutted as he started undoing the buttons on my blouse again. I had dressed again while in the bathroom, while Bram had stayed shirtless.
“You know, I don’t think it was such a good idea you getting dressed again, now I just have to undress you all over again”.
Bram whispered his intentions into my ear as he nuzzled my neck. I tilted my head to give him access, and before I knew what was going on, my clothes were in pools around my feet. I quivered as Bram gently ran his big hands up and down my body, cupping my buttocks and squeezing them, before leading me back to the bed and laying me down gently. As he turned back to the table, he was side on to me and I shivered as I saw the huge bulge in his pants. He obviously had just shrugged into his pants without bothering with any underwear, and I squirmed as I remembered how good his cock had felt inside me. I felt my sex throbbing, and knew that I must be already wet with my arousal, and I raised my eyes to Bram’s face as he made a small sound, that sounded a little like a satisfied growl to me. He was looking at me while he reached for the tray, and I wondered how he was so sensitive to my mood. It was clear that he knew I was aroused, and I looked down at my nipples wondering if they had given the game away. While I wasn’t looking at Bram, he had removed the cover from the tray and was returning to the bed while carrying a small bowl. He sat on the bed next to me, and I let out a small gasp as I saw he held a small bowl of strawberries and whipped cream. I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth as I guessed what he might be planning to do with the food, and he didn’t disappoint.
Bram dipped a finger into the whipped cream and swirled it over my right nipple. He repeated the process with my left nipple, then bent his head and licked the cream from my breasts. My hips came up off the bed as he tugged a nipple into his mouth and nipped it gently, licking it as he released it to soothingly. Bram smiled at me while he dipped his finger into the cream again, and I pushed my chest up a little, hoping he would repeat his earlier tasting. Instead Bram pushed the finger between my teeth, and I sucked the cream from his finger, drawing his finger into my mouth and running my tongue along the underside, just as I had done with his cock. Bram’s eyes closed for a moment, then he slipped his finger out of my mouth and dabbed it in the cream again. I watched him with hooded eyes as I wondered what he planned to do next, and my mind went into overdrive when he painted a line from my chest to the top of my curls, dipping his finger into the bowl each time he ran out of cream. He then painted little circles around my nipples, and bent his head to my body, sucking and licking all the cream that he had painted on me. As he reached my curls, my hips raised off the bed, but to my disappointment, he didn’t continue any further. As I groaned with frustration, Bram shot me that crooked grin, and slowly winked. I slapped myself in the forehead with the palm of my hand in frustration, but then looked back to Bram as I saw some motion out of the corner of my eye. He dipped a strawberry in the last of the cream, and rubbed it over my lips, watching me as I licked the cream from my lips. Ever so slowly, Bram nudged the strawberry part way into my mouth, watching as I took a bite of the sweet and slightly tart fruit. Bram then moved the remaining part of the strawberry to his own lips and took a bite, dropping the hull into the bowl. He leaned over me, touching his lips to mine and starting a deep kiss, each of us tasting strawberries and cream on the other. I reached my arms around his neck, pulling him in closer to me, but Bram wiggled down my body, nudging my legs wide with his elbows and then his broad shoulders as he settled in between my thighs. I felt the swipe of his tongue right along my slit, as he licked from my opening to my clitoris, and then he swirled his tongue around my clitoris. I sighed with contentment then gasped as the pleasure started to build. As Bram continued to swirl his tongue around my clitoris and sometimes press it down for added pressure, he teased my opening with his thumbs while he held my thighs. I squirmed, wanting more, and Bram chuckled against my sex, the vibrations almost making me climax on the spot. Bram grabbed my thighs, hooking them over his shoulders and moved his tongue down, poking it into my opening before working two fingers in, and twisting them around until he found my g spot. I unashamedly rubbed myself against his face, giving him deeper access as my breaths came in shorter and shorter pants. Bram briefly pulled his fingers back, then I felt a stretch as he worked another finger in, and it was enough to send me over the edge. I gasped out a long moan as my inner muscles clenched over Bram’s fingers, and when the spasms had finished, my legs fell to the side as Bram sat back on his haunches, his hands going to his pants to undo the button and zipper. I watched him lazily, even though I had just come I was starting to look forward to another round with Bram’s cock inside me. Bram turned to sit on the side of the bed, pulling his pants off by the bottom of the legs, then he reached over me for the box of condoms. As he moved up my body, I grasped his cock and ran my fingers along its silken length, then helped him to roll the condom down over his length. I let my legs fall wide open and held my arms out to him, but Bram smiled down at me, a slight predatory glint in his eye.
“Mmmm, I want to see those sweet cheeks this time”, Bram whispered as he rolled me over, putting his hands under my hips and lifting me so that I was on all fours on the mattress, my arse pointing to the ceiling. Positioning himself behind me, I felt his cock questing at my opening, before he thrust in all the way, in one long stroke. I groaned and would have fallen forward if it hadn’t been for his hands on my hips, holding me tight against him as he withdrew and thrust again, so deep that the end of his cock rammed against my womb. I gasped at the sensations caused by the depth.
“Are you doing ok, there baby?’ Bram groaned, pausing momentarily. I shook my head in surprise as I realised that Bram would have stopped if I had said to, but even though he was hitting so deep it almost hurt, it didn’t hurt, it just felt incredibly good. Instead of speaking, I pushed backwards, ramming my arse cheeks into Bram’s pelvis.
He gasped, then grabbed my hips so hard I thought I would probably have bruises tomorrow, and started plunging in so hard and deep that every thrust felt like he was marking me. I tossed my head and thrust my hips as much as I could, urging him to go harder and faster. Bram thrust so hard, I could hear his skin slapping against mine with each thrust, and the sound turned me on even further. I felt the warmth of Bram’s torso against my back as he leaned over me, trying to work a finger around the front to stimulate my clitoris, but when he shifted his weight onto me, the strength of his thrusts were too much and I collapsed to the bed, splaying my legs wide as Bram continued to thrust into me harder and faster than I would have thought possible. I no longer had any sensible thoughts, I was just a pool of sensations, feeling his hand on my clitoris, his cock pumping in and out of my sex, and his magnificent body pressing me into the mattress, to the point I could barely breathe. I felt Bram’s warm breath against the back of my neck, then felt a sharp pain at the juncture of my neck and shoulder. My scream was swallowed by the pillow, but the pain was over very quickly, and I felt Bram’s tongue licking at the point where I was sure he had bitten me. I couldn’t think any longer as I began the strongest climax I had had so far today, and felt my sex clenching and tightening over Bram’s cock, milking it as he groaned and thrust into me, holding steady as his cock twitched and pulsed with his release.
When we both stopped pulsing, Bram rolled off and to the side, lifting the hair from my face with a hand and running the back of his hand down my face. I stared at him with one eye, as my face was only half turned towards him, and smiled shyly. Bram leaned in so that his face was against mine and whispered to me.
“I knew it would be good between us, but that was more amazing than I ever could have expected. I hope I wasn’t too rough though, it just felt so right, I didn’t want to stop”.
“I didn’t want you to stop either”, I said with a smile, “but I don’t know if I’m going to be able to walk tomorrow”.
Bram tried to look contrite, but failed. Laughing softly, he went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom and clean up, then returned to the bed, rolling to his side and throwing an arm and a leg over me, pressing butterfly kisses to my face as I lay facedown on the bed, barely able to move. I turned my head a little more to the side and tried to look sternly at him, even though I was feeling exhausted.
“Did you bite me?”
Bram favoured me with that lopsided grin again.
“Guilty as charged. You didn’t seem to mind though, I thought you were going to bruise my cock you squeezed it that tight when you came”.
I blushed. After everything we had done, I blushed. I didn’t recognise this me at all, and wasn’t sure how I felt about that. The old me never would have gone to a hotel room with a man she had just met. The old me would not have been so open and uninhibited. The old me would not have felt her sex clench at Bram’s words, but would have been a little embarrassed. The old me wouldn’t have had the best sex of her life, and certainly wouldn’t have been wanting more. But there was still enough of the old me left that I didn’t know how to tell all of this to Bram. I was afraid to say anything about how what we had done today was far and away above anything I had ever experienced before, as I thought maybe today was a one time thing for him. For all I knew, Bram did this all the time, and I didn’t want him to fear that I was about to declare my undying love for him or anything like that, even though I did feel something for him that I couldn’t explain.
