The Millionaire Door Prize (Erotic Romance) (9 page)

“Undress me,” he whispered against her sweet lips before he kissed her.
Alyssa felt for his buttons, removing his jacket then working on his shirt. “Leave the tie; just loosen it a bit,” he said. With his help, she loosened his tie then wiggled the shirt free and pushed it off his shoulders. She kneeled before him to remove his shoes and socks, then worked on his pants and underwear. She was startled when he grabbed her hands.

“Just the pants,”
he said. She nodded and removed them. She did a hand check from his feet up to his underwear. She ran her fingers over their silken texture. Then her fingers dared to slide over to the base of his cock. It was hard and erect, bulging against his underwear. She moaned then licked her tongue up the expanse of his engorged penis, through the material. Xander moaned, closing his eyes as she cupped his balls and gave them an ever so tender squeeze.

“In due time
. . . love,” he managed to gasp. Reaching down for her, he helped her stand before him. He reached behind her to unzip her dress, pulling it forward to reveal firm breasts in her half-cup push-up bra, the creamy mounds appearing as if they would overflow the lace trim. “Hmm, a vision of beauty,” he said, letting her dress drop to the floor. He cupped her breasts. Sliding his thumbs just under the lace trim, he exposed her nipples and rubbed them with tender strokes, watching them grow erect.

“Oh, Xander, that feels good.” She sighed
, reaching for him and sliding her hands inside his jacket. She could feel the heat of his body filtering through his shirt. His chest expanded from his heavy breathing. Smiling, she then splayed her hands across his back, feeling his muscles dance under her touch. He leaned forward to lick the sticky strawberry juice from between her luscious mounds as he had promised. He reached behind to unsnap her bra, allowing it to fall forward. She lowered her hands and it fell to the floor. Then she cupped one hand to his balls, making him sigh and press himself into her hand.

“Was I okay?” he asked.

“Huh? What do you mean okay?” she said. He eased the blindfold off, tossing it to the floor. Alyssa blinked her eyes to get rid of the blurriness and looked him over, smiling.

“When I ate you
, was it okay?”

“I liked it. But the cold water
. . . oh damn that was interesting, but so cold. Be sure to do that again,” she said with a coy, teasing look.

“I can make a mental note on that request
,” he stated with a sidelong grin.

“Next time
. . .” She licked her lips. He waited for her to finish. “Slip an ice cube into me. I think that would be . . . interesting as well.” He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her to him.

“I will surely remember that request
,” he said. Licking his lips, he paused a mere second as he gazed at her pouty lips. A hint of a smile creased his before he touched his to hers, but just barely, causing her to gasp at his sweet torture. Then he captured her lips in a passionate, all-consuming kiss. His mouth was overpowering though tender, rough one second then like a touch of silk the next. Alyssa opened her mouth. It was a knowing invitation and he obliged by snaking his tongue inside, heightening their passion. He knew it wasn’t just him by the feel of her arms tightening around him as her body molded into his. Xander enjoyed learning new things.

“Lay down
,” she said, pushing him onto the bed. She turned and grabbed the other glass of ice water, but by this time it was more like chilled water, the ice having melted. “I sure hope this doesn’t backfire,” she remarked, taking a drink. Then she filled her mouth. She looked at his underwear. It could barely cover his massive, swollen cock. She flipped the underwear down and his cock snapped back into place. She laughed, trying not to lose her water as she pulled his underwear off his legs. The look on Xander’s face was priceless.

“Payback?” he asked
, nervous because he had an idea what he was in for. She nodded and kneeled before him. Alyssa took hold of his large dick. Having him sit up she opened her mouth, careful not to lose the water. She guided his anxious cock into her mouth, and Xander’s body damn near went into convulsions, gasping at the intensity of the cold water. Alyssa couldn’t help but laugh and her drowned chuckles vibrated his penis, adding to the exoticness of the entire situation.

She was oozing water all over him
. When it hit his balls, he shivered and his eyes rolled back in his head. “Oh dear God, Alyssa!” he gasped, but when she started to suck him, the shivering turned into pulsing quivers. However, every now and again her laughter made him shudder.

She drank and slurped out the water
, then began sucking him with long strokes of her hand from hilt to head which soon had him groaning. Xander sat back on the bed enjoying the sensations that engulfed his entire being, making him drunk from such . . . mind-blowing desire.

“How do you w
ant to fuck me?” she mumbled, looking up at him with a mouth full of cock.

Xander
chuckled, but the site of her turned it into a full-blown laugh that reached his eyes and swelled his heart. “Every way possible till the day I die,” he swore. Alyssa stood before him and straightened his tie. “I know it has only been a day since we began seeing each other, but I feel in my heart that I’ve known you a hundred lifetimes!” he confessed, pulling her to him and kissing her with a passion he didn’t even know he possessed.

“I thank God every second that I
came back to you. Even though I was afraid and nearly ran away . . . at least four times,” she mumbled.

“As do I, Alyssa, as do I.”
He pulled her onto the bed and intertwined his legs with hers. “Hmm, how I do love you,” he said, nuzzling her neck. “Tonight I want to make passionate love to you, I don’t want to just fuck you. Is that okay?”

“I would love that
, Xander,” she replied, kissing him and tracing her tongue along his lips, “I’ll think about it every minute for the rest of the day.” He let out a joyous, euphoric moan, moving to kneel between her legs which spread under silent command. Xander grabbed his swollen dick and leaned forward, guiding himself into her and watching her face as she opened up to him. She panted for breath as he filled her deep cavern until he was all the way in. Alyssa’s eyes fluttered closed. Her smile was priceless; a feeling in his heart knew she was his and she loved him.

Xander slowly pulled out of her
, resting the tip just at her entrance. Then he watched her try to scoot toward him, looking for that shaft of hot sex to satisfy her lust. He obliged her hunger, plunging all the way in and slamming his hips into hers. Her outburst was not of pain, but arousal and unabashed desire for his sexy, overpowering ways.

“Do it some more,” she managed to say between pants, licking her dry lips
for an insatiable appetite she never knew existed.

“Tonight
, Alyssa, I want to just love you. I’m sorry, but I’m going to be greedy. You can just lay there and
take
my loving as I see fit to give it to you. This is my night; you can have your way with me later.”

It was more a question
than a demand, and she nodded at him, smiling. Her eyes twinkled, and she reached up to pinch his nipples.

“Ooh
, you little . . . two can play that game,” he remarked, pinching her left nipple. Though she exhaled in shock at the arousing sentiment, the pleasure on her face denied him satisfaction. “That’s no fair you’re too sexual for your own good,” he complained, sliding his hand under her lower back. Holding her in place, he rammed into her.

Alyssa’s
eyes shot open in a look of surprise. Then she started to chuckle. Xander plunged into her again, driving into her depths, and again she gasped in shock, but sighed with delight. Xander smiled down at her, then began his leisurely, torturous deed for them both. He groaned. Closing his eyes, her warmth enveloped his senses, taking him to a newfound place he had only dreamed of in the past.

“I want to stay in you forever
. I want to feel you around me. I want to always be your love,” he whispered as he forced himself as deep as he could, holding still, eyes closed, keeping that memory of the feelings she created within him.

Alyssa’s body began to vibrate against his. “Don’t move,”
she demanded in a low voice, gripping at the bedcovers and pressing up against him. “Push harder, make me come, Xander,” she begged, closing her eyes, mouth gaping open, and head buried into the cream-colored satin pillow. Xander flexed his hips, his ass cheeks dimpling as he did her bidding. The muscles in his body ached at his exertion, now quivering with the threat of failure, but he forced them to stand fast as he watched his love writhe below him. Her supple breasts bounced as her come began to build deep in her core, and her white-knuckled fingers pulled at the covers. A high-pitched scream rent the vast room. Her body vibrated under him; then she went limp. He admired her chest’s rapid rise and fall.

“I love to watch you c
ome. How you show your love is just so beautiful.” Alyssa smiled and her cheeks flushed. “And I like to make you blush.”

“I love how you make me feel,” she said
, touching her fingertips to his damp cheek. “I love you.” Her eyes were suddenly misty as the confession escaped her lips.

Xander thought his heart had stopped beating
at her heart-felt utterance. He licked his lips, leaned over, and kissed her with emotion that detonated from within. There was a gentle touch as he moved within her, again slowly, yet his body screamed that he go faster. He didn’t want to rut at her; he wanted to go slow, kissing her with desire. But he was no longer in control as physical passion took hold and his kisses became rough. Xander lost his remaining willpower and drove into her unrestrained. “I . . . love . . . you,” he gasped as he climaxed within her. “God, how I love you,” he whispered in her ear, lying upon her, encasing her within his embrace, and never daring to let her go.

* * *

Xander played with Alyssa’s silky black hair, twirling his fingers around and through it. “I have a confession to make,” he said as they lay in their passionate post-lovemaking embrace. Alyssa looked up at him and for a second her fears appeared in her glistening eyes. “I don’t want anything to come between us, especially lies or deceit of any kind,” he continued. A muscle in Alyssa’s face twitched her lips in a pursed line, awaiting his confession.

“Yesterday
, when I went to my meeting, it only truly lasted about ten minutes.”

“But you were gone for almost an hour.”

“I know that is because I . . .” He was finding it hard to say the words. Alyssa waited, keeping her eyes on his, needing to know his painful truth. “I-I locked myself in one of the private bathrooms, and I . . . thinking of you and how I wanted so much to please you, I masturbated,” he said.

“Why?”

“Because I was hoping when I returned to you . . . that you and I could have sex.”

“And we did.
But I don’t understand why you would do that.”

“Because being a virgin I
’ve heard and read about the horror stories of lasting two seconds, a few minutes, or not coming at all not pleasing their partners. I didn’t want to fail you.”

“That doesn’t make you a failure
, Xander. The first time is never the easiest, especially for a female. Having her hymen ripped out—that can be painful. All you guys have to do is put it in a hole,” she said.

“Not all the time.
Yes putting it in a hole, but it’s the premature ejaculation, being so damn nervous, like I said pleasing your partner and not failing at it.” He brushed the hair out of her face.

“It isn’t being a failure.
It’s your first time. It isn’t rocket science. You don’t come out of the gates a pro. It’s scary, but I surely have no complaints, none at all,” she swore.

“I attribute that to porn
, masturbating several times a week to assure I wasn’t weak, and when it came time to come, no pun intended, I wanted it to be perfect. I hope I did that for you,” he expressed.

“I can only say that I have no complaints.
I believe that you were a virgin and adequate research and practice with your ‘secret technique’ helped you. Again I have no complaints.” She smiled, reinforcing the truth of her words.

“I am
not
a porn junkie, but watching it helped me to learn things. But so as not to make myself into a . . .
prick
I took a step back, a
huge
one, and watched romance movies. That’s where I got my collection. It taught me how to treat a lady, touch her, fondle her, love her. Porn is the slap in the face that shows you where to stick it and the romance movies are just that, romance; what most every woman loves and desires. So does that make me a pig in your eyes or just gay?” he asked, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Alyssa just looked at him
, smiling. “I have a problem with you constantly thinking things you do are gay. You’re most definitely not a pig, and you are not gay, so stop using that reference please.”

“Yes
, ma’am,” he said, saluting her and allowing his grin to take shape. Alyssa sighed and hugged him tight. Xander held
his hand against her head, running his fingers through her lustrous hair. “Okay, we need to get some rest because when we are rested, I am going to fuck you in every room up here,” he stated, undressing her with his eyes.