It had been a week now since Alex and I had started seeing each other exclusively, but already I was starting to think that I had definitely made the right choice. While he still retained his aloof, cynical nature in most respects, when the two of us were alone it was another matter.

Alex could display a lovely depth of tenderness, and be the most attentive, passionate lover imaginable. But he also had a strong adventurous streak in the bedroom that always managed to keep things lively and exciting. He was definitely not adverse to trying new things, and very pleased to find that I was rather uninhibited myself.

A good example of that came one evening as we planned to go out to dinner. Alex had driven to my flat and was now patiently waiting for me to do my finishing touches of getting ready. He didn't say, but from the gleam in his green eyes I could tell that he quite approved of the short body-hugging black halter-neck dress I wore. I slipped into a pair of slinky, strappy high heeled shoes and we were ready to go.

We went down the hallway to the lift, and saw that several people must have had the same idea as us, for the car was becoming quite crowded. Alex and I squeezed our way in and shuffled toward the back of the car, and then the doors were sliding shut and we started to descend.

Then, suddenly the car stopped with a bump and a lurch, and the lights inside suddenly dimmed, plunging us into shadow. Several people stumbled into others and there were many surprised exclamations and mutters of "pardon me". Then all was still.

I sighed with impatience. And several of the people who lived within the building seemed to know what had happened as well. This was not the first time this had happened to this lift.

"Bloody hell," one of our fellow passengers murmured. And I certainly could have seconded that thought. What I thought was going to be a pleasant night was quickly turning to crap.

I turned to see Alex looking around, apparently quite surprised that everybody in here seemed to be taking this in such stride. I smiled at his inquisitive look, saying quietly, "don't worry. This happens all the time. They'll have it back up and running again in a few minutes."

Alex snorted. "Sounds to me like you need to move to a better building, dear."

"You've got that right, mate," another passenger muttered, simultaneously causing low chuckles and murmurs of agreement to ripple around us before silence prevailed, broken only by the occasional low sound of conversation as various people chatted to one another to pass the time.

I shifted and sighed again, praying that the stupid technicians who were supposed to be looking out for these sort of things were doing their job even as we spoke and getting this car moving again. It infuriated me to think that we would be delayed this long. Our dinner reservation would only be held for a short amount of time, and the restaurant that Alex had planned to take me to was impossible to get into without a reservation.

While I was pondering these things, growing more tense and more annoyed as the minutes ticked by, I suddenly was aware of a hand slipping up the back of my thigh with a feather-light stroke, making me stiffen and my heart start beating faster. If anyone could have seen me clearly, they would be wondering why my eyes had suddenly widened to the size of dinner plates, no doubt.

Now the hand cupped my buttock, the thumb tracing over the smooth skin, and then it slid down between my slightly parted thighs, encouraging me to spread them even wider. I couldn't believe this. What was Alex doing? We were in a crowded elevator filled with people, and he was.......

Oh god, now the crotch of my thong was being pulled to one side and clever fingers were sliding over my slit, causing my juices to start flowing immediately until I was slick and slippery with them in no time. I tried moving forward away from the sweet torture, knowing that it was unseemly to be doing this here, but then an arm was looping around my waist, pulling me back and grasping me firmly. Then I was surrounded in the heady, arousing scent of Alex's cologne as he dipped his head to bite gently at the side of my neck at the same time that two of his fingers slid up inside me.

I tilted my head back against Alex's shoulder, sighing as quietly as I could as his fingers started to glide in and out of me with a perfectly paced rhythm that threatened to unhinge my knees. God, it felt good. My eyes shifted to look at the dim sillouettes of our fellow passengers. Could they guess what we were up to? Did they know? Somehow, the thought suddenly seemed more exciting than worrying, and it awakened my senses all the more.

Now, as Alex's thumb began to dance over my clitoris with each stroke, I found myself hard-pressed to stand still or stay quiet. My teeth were clenched so tightly my jaw ached, but I could not prevent soft little whimpers from escaping my locked throat as the sensual treatment went on and on. I shuddered against Alex's body, and I felt his arm tighten around me in response, his mouth descending to trail over the nape of my neck, then slipping upward to run a warm tongue-tip around the edge of my ear.

Jesus.......shit........There was no way I would be able to continue taking this silently. I would go mad. I could feel my climax building; felt the incredible heat and tingling between my legs. I pushed my hips more firmly down on his hand, taking his fingers even deeper within me, my chest heaving with sharp breaths as I teetered on the very brink......

And then with another bump and a whir and a flicker of illumination, the lift was on its way down again, and the simultaneous cheer that arose from those in the car with us was the perfect cover for my sharp cry as I came, shuddering and sweating lightly as my body leaned bonelessly against Alex's.

Seemingly unconcerned that anybody could see what he was doing, Alex removed his hand from between my legs, using his free hand to carefully straighten my skirt back up, and proceeded to suck my juices off his fingers. His expression was one of catlike satisfaction, though I could tell from the gleam deep in his eyes and the hardness pressed against my backside that he was quite turned on indeed.

Suddenly, this knowledge brought my own desire to a raging peak as well. Despite the fact that I had just come, I needed more. I had to have Alex's cock buried inside me. I craved it so badly that I felt about a ace away from pulling Alex down to the floor of the elevator car and taking him in full view of everyone. No man had ever brought out this sort of all-encompassing want within me. He was addicting.

The lift doors opened at ground level and we finally managed to escape the building. Shortly after that, Alex was unlocking his car and we were slipping inside.

No sooner had the doors shut that I sprang into action. I flipped the lever that laid Alex's seat back, then quickly peeled off my soaked thong and straddled his lap, bending to claim his mouth in a fierce maelstrom of kisses at the same time that my fingers were working furiously to loosen his tie and unbutton his shirt.

When our lips seperated for a moment, Alex looked up at me with a broad, slightly dazed smile. But his voice sounded almost perfectly calm and controlled and quite amused as he said, "something wrong, love? I thought we had a dinner reservation and all."

"The hell with dinner," I panted, almost wild in my desire to have this man. "You're the only thing I'm hungry for." To emphasize my point, I roughly pulled his shirt open and laved my tongue over the warm smooth skin of his chest. He chuckled at my enthusiasm, but the solid bulge in his trousers told the real story of how he felt about this.

I pulled Alex's tie loose and looked at it for a moment, and suddenly inspiration struck. I held the tie in my teeth as I quickly pulled both of Alex's arms up over his head, holding his wrists together with one hand as I quickly wrapped the tie around them, binding them together. Then I tied the free end of the tie firmly to the handle over the top of the back window.

Alex's eyes lit up as he found himself unable to free his hands, his previous indulgent grin changing into a sneer of anticipation as he merely lay silently looking at me, completely passive and under my control.

Quickly, I unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers, pulling them down from his hips, followed by the briefs underneath, allowing his swollen cock to be freed. With no hesitation, I immediately lowered myself upon him, groaning softly as I felt him fill me completely. Then I grabbed hold of his shoulders and started riding him hard, rocking my hips back and forth with a quick, forceful rhythm.

"Oh god......" Alex murmured, his gorgeous eyes drifting closed and his head tilting back. I could feel him shifting his legs, obviously trying to plant his feet enough to give him the leverage to push upwards into me, but the small confines of the Porsche's interior made it impossible for him. He was completely at my mercy, unable to change the pace of my movements one bit. He groaned in combined pleasure and frustration, biting his bottom lip in a most becoming manner.

I knew my second orgasm wasn't far off. I was too turned on and the combination of his hard cock and his heated reactions were pushing me to my limits. My breath was coming in short wheezing pants as I moved faster and faster. If anyone had been passing by the car, what was going on inside would be unmistakable. The entire vehicle was rocking, but of course the completely fogged windows would prevent any curious onlookers from actually seeing the action.

Finally, with a breathless exclamation in the affirmative, I was enjoying another rapturous climax, my lower regions pulsing with sensation and heat. My hands grasped handfuls of Alex's shirt where it hung halfway off his shoulders, and my movements slowed a bit, but still kept up a good hard rhythm in order to bring Alex over the edge as well.

And it looked as though I didn't have long to wait for that. He was absolutely captivated by my orgasm and by the situation itself. Having your hands bound and being fucked silly in a car in the middle of a public parking lot was not your garden-variety sexual experience, after all. But true to form, Alex was never one to shy away from anything out of the ordinary.

"Fucking hell, you kinky bitch," he snarled, his eyes flashing and hungry, his tongue slicking over his bottom lip as he stared at me. His face and neck and chest were shimmering with perspiration, and he pulled ineffectually at his bonds as he arched up into me as much as his confined position would allow. Until finally, it all became too much for him. His eyelids fluttered closed and his hips levered up hard into mine as I felt the surge and rush of heat deep within me that told me that he was coming. He groaned softly as the orgasmic sensations had their way with him, then he relaxed and lay still, looking at me with that sexy, satisfied expression that made me want him all over again.

Breathing heavily, I reached up to release his wrists, and he immediately brought his hands forward to cup my face, his long fingers pushing into the hair at my temples as he drew my head forward for a long, slow kiss. His lips suckled softly on mine; tasting, exploring, indulging. His tongue stroked mine in a gentle, unhurried fashion. And I automatically slid my hands over his shoulders and up the back of his neck, feeling the slightly damp texture of his golden hair.

Finally, we seperated, and I looked steadily at him, seeing the usual spark of amusement in the sea-green depths of his eyes as a smile ghosted the corners of his mouth. "Well, I think we missed our dinner reservation," he commented.

"I think you're right," I replied, leaning forward to press another light kiss to his lush mouth. "But I don't care. I'd rather eat you anyway."

Alex raised his eyebrows as he replied, "funny you should mention that, I was thinking somewhat along those lines myself." His voice was perfectly casual and confident, as though he were discussing finance charts in a board meeting instead of sitting in a steamy car that smelled of sex, with his softening cock still buried deep inside me.

Playing along with him, I asked, "oh indeed? And what, precisely, were you thinking, Mr. Bailey?"

"I always thought visual aids were the most helpful way of explaining these things," Alex mused, his calm demeanor betrayed only by the sudden flare of heat in his eyes and the way his hand stroked casually over my breasts as he added in a slightly husky voice, "let's go back up to your flat and I might be able to fully enlighten you on my ideas."

Needless to say, by that time, I was quite ready to be enlightened.

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We barely even made it through the door of my flat before the clothes went flying. I found myself backed into the bedroom and pushed unceremoniously backwards onto the bed with a startled squeak, my heart thundering at the look of almost crazed lust in Alex's eyes as he climbed over me. He hitched up my legs, hooking his elbows beneath my knees and then gripping the tops of my shoulders, then he merely lay there, his cock already rock hard and pulsing against my spread parts.

He leaned his forehead against mine, his eyes drilling into mine, panting and grinning at me as I giggled breathlessly beneath him, my body screaming in anticipation even though we'd just finished quite a hot round of sex only mere minutes before.

"You get me so fucking hot, you know it?" Alex purred, and now he began to rub his hard length up and down my wet crevice, brushing my clitoris, making me stiffen and bite my lower lip.

"Alex, please," I murmured, writhing beneath him as much as my constricted positioning would allow. "Fuck me, please. Fuck me hard."

"Mmm...fuck you, you say?" Alex asked, his grin hardening and becoming more wicked, his voice still soft and calm, with only a little bit of rough edge to betray exactly how turned on he was. "You want it now, do you?"

"Yes!" I whimpered desperately, about to go out of my mind as the hot, slick friction of his cock continued to stimulate my aching clitoris. "God, Alex. Please baby, don't tease....."

Now Alex emitted a low chuckle and his eyebrows lifted as he said lightly, "don't tease? You mean like this....?" Now he began to grind his cock against my spread parts in a circular motion that was so agonizingly pleasurable that I moaned out loud, my fingers tightening around his shoulders, leaving red marks.

"Alex....." I whined through clenched teeth.

"You want it badly, don't you, slut?" Alex asked, his voice taking on a more savage edge now as he rocked his hips against mine in that tortuous back and forth motion again. "My little slut doesn't want to be teased, she wants to be fucked, isn't that right, slut?"

"Yes! God, please!" I cried, my voice raw and tremulous with my intense need. This was absolute agony. I had never felt so absolutely empty in my life. So needing to be completely filled and consumed by a man. I felt I would die if I did not get that fulfillment.....that completion.

Now Alex's own intense lust was rising to the surface as he bared his teeth and snarled at me, his green eyes flashing, his own fingers digging almost savagely into my flesh, his hips bucking hard against me, almost bruising my sensitive tissues in his ardor. "Tell me, slut. Tell me you want it. Make me stop teasing you, you fucking whore! Do it!"

"Goddamnit, Alex. Give me your cock right the fuck now!" I shouted, my hair wet with sweat already, my eyes crazed.

Then, on the next pull-back of Alex's hips, he changed the angle ever so slightly so that his next thrust forward shoved the full length of his organ straight up inside me to its limit. He didn't stop, but immediately began rock me with long, smooth thrusts.

"Oh fuck, yes!" I cried through clenched teeth, my neck arching back. "Oh god, Alex......Oh god.......Oh yes......." I knew the neighbors......if they were home.......were probably getting quite an earful through the rather thin walls of the flat, but I was beyond caring what they thought. I was beyond thinking about the rest of the world. All that existed for me was Alex, and the intense burning, throbbing pleasure between my legs that radiated outward with a warm enveloping sensation down my legs and up into my stomach as he brought me to another agonizingly pleasurable orgasm.

Alex uttered a sharp, breathless curse as he abruptly pulled out of me, then his hands were tipping my legs to the side as he ordered in a hoarse, rough voice, "turn over."

I purred with delight as I rushed to do his bidding, flipping over onto my front and gathering my knees beneath me. Then I lay still, my heart pounding, my body slick with sweat, as Alex knelt behind me and reinserted himself into me from behind. His hands held onto my waist firmly as he began to piston in and out, pounding me hard, driving so deeply that it almost hurt.......almost. I had double handfuls of the coverlet in white-knuckled fists as I tried to muffle my groans and squeals into the mattress.

Then I felt the heat flare between my legs and knew another orgasm was imminent. "Alex......Oh shit......Alex, I'm going to....Oh! Oh god! Alex!" Then I was consumed in that fiery blaze of pleasure again, feeling my body clenching hard around Alex's shaft, making it feel even more enormous within me. Feeling Alex's fingers tightening into my flesh as he moaned loudly, his hips thrusting against me one last time, then holding still as he came for an amazing second time that night. He let out one last soft groan of pleasure before withdrawing from me. He sat back on his heels for a moment, his head bowed, breathing harshly.

Meanwhile, I crawled up the bed and turned over on my back, stretching out and sighing deeply, shutting my eyes as I indulged in the warm, tingly after-effects of such incredible sex. Soon, I felt the mattress shift and felt Alex's body pressing against me as he slipped his arms around me.

"Mmm......Alex," I murmured, opening my mouth to accept his deep kisses, stroking one of my hands through his soft hair and over the smooth, moist skin of his upper back. I continued to slowly run my fingers over him as our lips seperated and I looked up into those lazy, sated green eyes.

"So, you think we might make another dinner reservation for tomorrow as well?" Alex asked softly, running his hand down the length of my side, brushing the sideswell of my breast with his thumb on the way.

"So we can miss it again?" I asked, giggling a bit. I stretched languidly under the comforting weight resting against me, then I looked steadily up at him, my expression mellowing a bit as I asked, "will you stay tonight?"

"You want me to?" Alex asked, his eyes searching my face.

I nodded, moving up to kiss him again, feeding eagerly on soft lips and breathing in his warm, familiar scent.

"Come on," I said, sliding reluctantly from his welcome embrace, wincing at bit at my sore, overstrained muscles as I sat up. "Shower first, then cuddle."

"Right," Alex replied, sitting up with a smooth flex of muscles and swinging his legs over the side of the bed before standing up.

Remarkably enough, we made it through the entire shower without incident, since both of us were too tired and too satisfied to do much more tonight. We dried off, then returned to bed. I lay on my side, with Alex spooned in behind me, and soon fell into a comfortable sleep.

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