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Love Comes Quietly Ch 4

Alex Blake x reader warnings: language, mention of sex related things, alcohol, some teasing.

Alex was thoroughly enjoying her weekend, a week of not having to leave the DC area meant the house was clean, her laundry was already dealt with and the fridge was full of fresh food. The weather was gorgeous, her back patio doors slid open along with a couple of windows to let the warm breeze into the house. She’d left a playlist going from when she’d been cleaning the kitchen, now perched on the couch attempting to finish one of her fiction books before they picked up another case when the work week started the next day.

She had just finished a chapter, debating whether she was going to keep going or move onto something else when the doorbell rang. At first her brow furrowed, glancing toward the door before checking her watch and she remembered, sliding a bookmark into the book and placing it down on the coffee table. She padded over to the door, pulling it open with a bright smile on her face.

“Hey!” She greeted and you returned the grin.

“Hey! I’m so sorry I’m later than I said I would be, the storage unit took longer than I thought and then I got all turned around.”

“You find the place okay?” She asked, stepping back to let you into the house, scooping up one of the bags you’d placed down on the front step.

“Oh yeah, your directions were great, I just fucked up left and right.”

“Well… welcome.” She gestured to the house before picking up a key ring off the table in the entry way, “this is yours.”

You took it from her with a soft thanks, following her around the corner into the front sitting room, a couple of cozy sofas and chairs, a shelf lined with books and a bar cart in the corner. Down a small hallway she lead you to the room you’d be using for the time being, complete with a very comfortable looking queen bed and a full sized closet ready and waiting to be unpacked into.

“I’m sure you’re exhausted if you want a rest now I wouldn’t be surprised, that drive would take it out of me.”

“Oh it wasn’t that bad!” You assured her, though you did drop down onto the bed, pulling out a phone charger to immediately plug in, “I split it between two days, stopped in New York for that wedding last night.”

“And yet there seems to be a lack of a hangover?” She teased with a grin and you laughed.

“A pleasant lack of male strippers would be to thank for that. I doubt the bride’s parents would be alright with that kind of entertainment.”

“True.” She chuckled, softly squeezing at your shoulder, “c’mon, I’ll show you around.”

You followed her out of the bedroom, she pointed out the bathroom across the hall, noting that it would basically be your private one as the master bedroom has an ensuite. Around the curve of the hall opened up into the open living room and kitchen, patio doors leading to the backyard. The space was large, bright with sunlight, kitchen island in the middle of the room, the flooring shifting to hardwood as you shifted into the living room, two large comfy couches and an arm chair. A couple of books and a case file lay on the coffee table alongside Alex’s leftover coffee mug from that morning, the walls lined with shelves, books, nick knacks and photos littering the space, a large tv mounted on the wall across from the main couch. Alex led you down the short hallway on the other side of the room to show you the spare room you could convert into an office or whatever you wanted, her home office and a brief glance into her room before you’d circled back.

“I completely forgot to ask about rent.” You suddenly turned back to face her, leaning back against the kitchen island.

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that.” She immediately waved you off.

“Alex…” You near warned and she chuckled.

“The mortgage has been paid off for years.” She shrugged, laughing again at the way you narrowed your eyes at her, “if the utilities jump, you can help with those.”

“Fine.” You admitted defeat with a warm smile, “thank you.”

“I’m the one here to lend a helping hand while you get settled, that’s what we agreed on.” She moved through the kitchen, pulling open the fridge, “I was going to do chorizo pasta for dinner later if you’re interested?”

“Sounds amazing.”

“Did you want to eat now?”

“Later’s fine.” You waved her off, “I was thinking about running to the store anyways, make sure I have a few things for the week. You need anything?”

“Hmm.” She thought for a moment, “coffee creamer.”

“Brand? Flavour? Type of milk?”

“I trust you,” she shrugged, “surprise me.”

“Alright.” You chuckled, “where’s the nearest store? Or best close by I guess.”

“There’s a Safeway just down Georgia.”

“Awesome.” You pushed off the counter, “I’ll be back in a bit.”

Alex knew that adjusting to having someone in her space again might be weird, or throw her off a little bit, make her change things in her daily routine that maybe she didn’t really want to change. However she found herself somewhat surprised at how much she enjoyed having you around right away. The level of comfort you found yourself in her space certainly helped, you’d made yourself right at home but not in an invasive way whatsoever, you simply weren’t tip toeing around like house guests did sometimes.

The first night she’d made dinner, you’d wordlessly started doing the dishes while continuing the conversation from the dinner table, packing up leftovers while you sipped on your wine. The two of you stayed up chatting on the couch with the television on in the background until she caught herself yawning yet again and made the call to head to bed.

Sharing your home space was something that you weren’t used to either, having been on your own for years out in Boston. You were incredibly thankful for the opportunity Alex had given you, and wanted to make sure she knew just how much you appreciated it. It took little to no effort to help with dishes, unload the clean ones (though sometimes that did end with Alex being unable to find something as it wasn’t in the spot she was used to, but it was an adjustment period after all), to make sure the coffee pot was always on in the mornings. You very much enjoyed her company, but you also knew what it was like to constantly have someone else around, so you stuck to your side of the house on quiet days.

Mornings were quiet, not too much chatter as the two of you woke up, silently moving around each other in the kitchen as breakfasts were made and lunches were packed. It was normally by the time you got into the car that the conversation would actually start. Some evenings were spent together, one of you cooking while the other perched at the kitchen island, others you’d retreat into your own space. Alex would peek into the sitting room when she was done cooking to find you curled up on one of the couches with a case file, or hear the low rumble of the television from your room, the door open only a crack to try and keep it quiet but also in a way that said she was more than welcome to come in.

It only took a matter of days for both of you to fall into the habit of cooking twice the amount of food you regularly would, even if the other person wasn’t around. It meant that mornings you went out for a run, breakfast was ready and waiting by the time you got out of the shower. That days when Alex was teaching and thus home later, there was a plate in the oven still warm for her even if you’d gone out. If she left the wine glasses out on the coffee table on a Friday night, by the time she got up the next morning they’d be washed and drying in the dish rack and if you left laundry in the dryer, you’d find it neatly folded by the time you got home. The two of you slipped into a very easy routine without even having to think about it, it just worked.

While your first month at the BAU certainly had been a lot, it went by surprisingly smoothly and quickly, you were passed your probation period before you even knew it. The team had all welcomed you with open arms and you fit in perfectly, there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that you had been the right pick. Emily was already fond of you from the interview process, but getting to see you really in action in the field and how quick you were to put pieces together working cases really reassured her that you were meant to be on her team. It also didn’t hurt that outside of work hours, the two of you got along as well as you did with Alex. Emily was quick to ask if you wanted to grab a drink, introducing you to a few of her favourite places around town. If it was a weekend adventure with Emily you always knew you were in for a good, yet slightly chaotic time.

“You’re eating early.” Alex greeted as she returned back into the kitchen from the back yard, “what is this? Senior citizen dinner day?” You shot her a playful glare as she chuckled.

“I’m going out with Em later.”

“Doesn’t that usually entail food?”

“Yeah.” You mumbled over a bite of chicken, “but she specifically told me to Uber, so I’m sure there’s going to be more alcohol than food involved.”

Alex laughed at that, stealing a green bean off your plate, “mmm! That seasoning is delicious!”

“There’s extra in the fridge for you.”

“You’re a goddess.” She smiled, pulling open the fridge to grab a bottle of water, “you know, you and Emily have been hanging out a lot…”

“Yeah.” You shrugged, glancing up at her with a furrowed brow, “she’s fun to hang out with, knows a lot of cool places around the city.”

“Didn’t you bunk with her in Atlanta a couple of weeks ago?”

“I had to bunk with someone and they gave her an executive suite, it was an obvious choice.”

“Hmm.” She grinned softly at you and you raised a brow, still confused, “so all these nights out aren’t dates then?”

“Ew! Alex! No! Besides, if they were I would’ve told you. I do my best to not sleep with my bosses, figure it would make the work place a little too dramatic.”

“Did you really just ‘ew’ at Emily Prentiss?” She asked with a laugh and you shook your head at her holding back an eye roll, “you’re saying you don’t think she’s attractive?”

“Alex…” you shot her a warning glare, “she’s become my best friend. Is she my prettiest friend? Absolutely. Can I look at her and appreciate that she’s stunning? Yes. But I would never, and she’s not my type.”

“How so?” She raised a brow, taking the opportunity to steal another bean from your plate.

“I dunno.” You shrugged, “she’s… too daddy for me.”

“So you’re saying you prefer mommy?” She asked with a smirk and you about choked on a bite of food, feeling the heat instantly creeping up your neck and she laughed. “you should come with me to my next Pilates class, I’m sure you’d find one there.”

“I’m regretting making you dinner.” You deadpanned and she chuckled, turning back to the fridge to grab a snack, nearly ignoring what you’d said.

“You know, I’d never really thought about it, but she does kinda give off those vibes.”

“What?” You asked, distracted with your phone as it pinged with a text.

“Emily.” She stated simply, turning back to you.

“Well I mean, considering her selection of straps, she’s definitely a dominant top.”

“You’ve seen her sex toy collection and you’re still trying to convince me you two haven’t ever fooled around?”

“Not in person!” You defended, “we were having an alcohol fueled conversation about sex toys and she sent me a couple of links.”

“Yeah and which of the ones she uses is your favourite?”

“You asking for recommendations? Or are you jealous, Professor Blake?” You raised a brow and she let out a scoff of a laugh right before your phone pinged again and you swiped open the message from Emily.

“What?” She asked with a chuckle as a concerned expression took over your face.

“She just sent me the address… Swingers Club Dupont Circle?”

“Well now I certainly don’t believe that you two aren’t fooling around.” She laughed, “Call me if you need an escape out of there, or honestly even just a ride. Good luck.” She shot you a wink that you rolled your eyes at before she disappeared down the hall, leaving you alone to try to figure out what the fuck Emily was playing at.

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Alex Blake x reader Warnings: language, smut, teasing, masturbation, guided masturbation, sex toys, minor degradation, very brief choking. a/n: Covers a bingo square! and a req from @rustyzebra I’m gonna be posting from this blog either permanently or until the other one gets un-shadow banned. I don’t know why or how or how long that will take, my guess is that it’s got something to do with the community labels? That being said, this is under said label, so that this blog doesn’t get shadow banned. So make sure you have your settings set appropriate to see what you want and so you don’t miss any future stories. (Eta: apparently theres no winning. I post with a label, it wont show in the tags. I post without & risk getting shadowbanned. Hellsite.) Also if you see this and you’re writing for bingo, pls tag this account as the other one basically has no access anymore (hopefully temporarily).

Nobody was having a good time on this case and that was evident, everyone hyper focussed to make sure you could get the hell out of there and back home as fast as possible. The team had been back in DC less five hours when Hotch called to reroute everyone back to the jet, you’d only had time to toss laundry in and get ready for date night before it was time to grab you go bag. You changed on the jet, cursing yourself when you realized you’d forgotten to toss in what you called your work bra, at least your shirts were thick.

The grumpy moods continued as you deplaned in a small town in Texas, quickly jumping into the field to trace down a team of unsubs. You were in the field with Emily when you managed to apprehend the unsubs and when one of them jumped into lake with the hopes of getting away on the boat moored ten feet up you were the one that was a second faster. Your swimmer instincts taking over as you dove into the lake and caught up to them before they even realized you were in the water. Emily muttered something about owing you coffee for the next month and you made your way back to the local precinct, one unsub in tow. You’d left your vest on in an attempt to not get the chills on the way back, thankful that Emily had tuned on the heat in the SUV. Passing off the unsub to be processed the two of you crossed the building back to the meeting room you’d been using, joining JJ and Morgan.

“Woah, someone take a break for a swim?” Derek greeted with a tease and you shot him a glare, Emily answering for you.

“We’re lucky she did, unsubs in custody.”

“Our guy’s in the wind.” JJ replied with a sigh and the entire room felt the frustration sink in.

“You’ve got to be kidding.” You grumbled, half of your brain regretting diving into the lake, wondering if it had really been that worth it.

With a huff you ripped at the Velcro on your vest, pulling it off over your head to toss onto a spare chair. You could feel your clothes clinging to you, soaked with lake water, at the very least you were thankful you hadn’t been wearing jeans and that your make up was waterproof.

“So what’re we looking at?” You asked, crossing you arms over your chest and the conversation rerouted back to the case at hand. Everyone was more than eager to at least get back to the hotel for some rest and a solid lead would help that.

It was almost a full half hour later that Alex returned to the room from talking to a witness, Reid half a foot behind her. You had your back to the door as you updated the white board when Alex’s voice caught your attention and you capped the marker, turning around to them and Reid’s eyes widened, a blush creeping up his neck.

“Oh my god, y/n!” He was whipping off his FBI jacket instantly, moving to get it wrapped around you and at first you thought it was just because you were still drenched, but the smirk on Emily’s lips told you otherwise.

“What? I—” Glancing down you realized your misstep. Laundry day plus date night meant you were still in date night lingerie. Lingerie that was deep red, lacy, a hint of mesh that left very little to the imagination and thanks to your little dip earlier, completely visible to everyone in the room through your shirt. “Could’ve said something.” You scowled to the three who’d been there when you took off the vest, hands clutching at the jacket seams in an attempt to keep it closed.

“Didn’t wanna get in trouble for looking.” Derek muttered, his gaze on the file in front of him.

“Pretty sure I was with you when you bought that one.” Emily smirked in return and you rolled your eyes, glancing back to Alex.

Her head tilted, eyes flicking down you body, watching the way your shirt clung to your skin before she cocked a brow at you, her jaw hardening and you couldn’t help but gulp. While she always was a wonder with words, you were at the point in your relationship that you could communicate without them and she was making her point very clear right now. Alex could feel the arousal building deep within her already, annoyed that the case had taken away the opportunity to see you in whatever set matched the now very visible bra. Though, she wasn’t complaining about how erotic this was, on display for everyone to see. She felt the possessiveness surge through her, her eyes narrowing in your direction until you properly fixed the jacket so you were covered, you knew better, something like that was only for her to see.

You felt the heat creeping up the back of your neck, knowing exactly what Alex was thinking, that you were hers and only hers, even if the team didn’t know it. Daring to look her in the eye you felt your pulse quicken, knowing that she was thinking of all the dirty things she’d seen you do, all the dirty things she’d made you do and just how she was going to remind you who you belonged to later. You were aware that the conversation had picked back up in the conference room but there was no way you were hearing any of it, lost to the sinful imagination of one Alex Blake. Suddenly, Emily swatted at you with a folder and you were pulled out of your dirty thoughts, glancing toward her.

“What?”

“I said go back to the hotel. You jumped in a lake, you caught an unsub, I think you deserve a shower and a change of clothes, we won’t be much longer.”

“Yeah… thanks.” You nodded at her before crossing through the room and Alex’s eyes didn’t leave your body once, her lips pursed tight.

By the time you were warmed up, out of the shower and wrapped in a surprisingly fluffy robe, Alex was already back in the hotel room waiting for you. She stood from the bed when the bathroom door opened, a smirk on her lips as she sauntered through the room toward you. Her finger curled under your chin, tilting your eyes up to her.

“You pulled quite the little stunt today sweetheart. Wearing that kind of lingerie to work?”

“I didn’t have time to change.” You countered.

“You changed on the jet.”

“I forgot to pack another bra.”

“Sounds like someone’s making excuses.” She tutted, pinching at your chin, “were you feeling like a naughty slut today? Did you want the entire team to see what you were wearing under your shirt, because I’m starting to think that you did. Be a little show off, let them know how much of a bad girl you are?”

“No ma’am.” You murmured, “it was an accident.”

“Hmm.” She surveyed you for a moment, “I’m not sure I believe you. I do know how much you like to make it all about you, how much you love putting on a good show when you bounce on my cock. So how about you take off that robe, get on the bed and be a good girl and spread your legs.”

Your hands swiftly undid the belt of the robe, letting it fall open and Alex’s eyes dragged down your naked body, darkening as they went, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. When you dropped the robe to the floor her finger and thumb pinched at your chin, rewarding you with a kiss, her lips moving gracefully against your own before she nudged you toward the bed.

You dropped onto it, shuffling upwards until you were comfortable among the pillows, looking down to Alex who simply arched a brow in return as she slipped out of her blazer. Trying not to gulp, you spread your legs for her, opening yourself up to her burning gaze.

“How long were you in that room with your vest off? Hmm?”

“Not sure…” you could feel your breath picking up already with just her eyes on you, wondering exactly what she had planned. She frowned in your direction, hands moving down the center of her shirt as she undid the buttons, “maybe… half hour?”

“Well, then you’ve got half an hour to kill.” She shrugged, adding the folded shirt to the pile on the other bed, “better get yourself warmed up since you were in the mood to show off.”

It was only after a small nod from her, confirming that she was okay with you touching that your hand slid down your body slowly. You kept your eyes trained on Alex as she pulled a chair to the foot of the bed, pausing to strip out of her pants before she took a seat in it, her gaze landing between your legs.

“Timer doesn’t start until you do sweetheart.” She smirked and you let out a breath, your head falling back into the pillows.

Half an hour was going to be torture and you knew it, then again, that was the point wasn’t it? Your hand snuck between your legs, making sure they were nice and wide for Alex to see what you were doing. Your fingers brushed against your clit, slowly beginning to rub at it in small circles.

“That’s my good girl.” Alex cooed from the end of the bed, soft grin on her cheeks as her eyes darkened.

You took a deep breath, knowing that your time had just started, your fingers slipped down to your cunt, gathering some of your wetness and bringing it back up to your clit, continuing to rub at it slowly. Your breath hitched, your hips gently rocking toward the touch and you heard Alex chuckle. You continued on like that, wanting to drag it out as long as possible to kill the time until you uncontrollably moaned, your hips rocking up off the bed.

“I can see you glistening from here.” Alex mused, “why don’t you see how wet you really are? My dirty girl…”

“Please?” You whined, your eyes cracking open to look down at her with a pout on your lips and she laughed.

“Oh sweet girl, it’s only been four minutes.”

“But—”

“Ah!” She scolded, “did you want me to restart the timer?”

“No ma’am.” You pouted, your hands returning to your body.

One groped at your chest, pinching your nipple between your finger and thumb, repeating the action on both sides until both were hard peaks. Your other hand slunk between your legs again, heel of your hand brushing on your clit and you whined before slipping two fingers into your wet cunt.

“Oh god…” you moaned, eyes fluttering shut.

“That’s my girl.” She praised with a happy hum.

Your fingers began thrusting into your cunt, pulling out more wetness with each pump of your hand, slow and steady, ready to wait out the clock Alex had set. Your breathing picked up, little whines and whimpers leaving your lips as you felt the heat begin to build deep within your body. You shivered when the tips of your fingers briefly brushed across the sensitive spot of your walls, a moan leaving you and Alex hummed again.

“Why don’t you try that move again? I know how good it must feel.”

Knowing better than to defy Alex’s requests at this point your fingers sunk back in, curling right where you knew it would feel incredible and you let out a moan.

“Fuck…”

“There you go. That feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.” You moaned, unable to control yourself as your fingers curled again, brushing against the spot and you pressed harder, your breath catching in your throat. Your hips rocked up off the bed and you could feel yourself getting wetter, juices starting to dribble out of you as you picked up the pace.

“You may come darling.” Alex purred, “but if you do that doesn’t mean you’re done, you still have seventeen minutes.”

“S..so good..” You moaned, fingers thrusting deeper into you with each flick of your wrist, you were so incredibly close, your pussy fluttering around your fingers. It was never going to be enough, you knew that, but at least for the time being you could sit on the edge of the peak, hoping that there was a chance you’d be able to fall over it. Your noises were getting louder, including the wet sounds coming from your pussy, juices coating your fingers and slipping down to your wrist. Your free hand moved back to your chest, pinching at your nipples again in hopes that it would help you see stars. At this point you were scarcely aware of the sound of movement from the foot of the bed until Alex let out a breathy moan and your eyes shot open.

She had her legs spread in the chair, her hand in her underwear as it moved lazily underneath the fabric, when your breath caught in your throat her eyes cracked open, a grin on her cheeks as she noticed you watching, your own hand stilled.

“What can I say? I like what I see.” She smirked, “and look at what you’re doing to me already?” She sighed, her eyes closing briefly and you could hear her wetness as she slipped a finger into her pussy.

“Fuck…”

“Keep going sweetheart.” She nodded at you, “how about you spread that pussy nice and open for me, let me see how gorgeous you are?”

“Yes ma’am.” Your fingers slid out, your palm rubbing at your cunt briefly as you ground down on it, letting out a small moan before it slid up, fingers framing your pussy lips and pulling them apart. Alex let out a hum of approval, her mouth watering at the way it was absolutely shimmering in the low light of the hotel room.

“So fucking gorgeous.” She groaned, “I’ll admit though, it does look prettier stuffed with my cock, don’t you think?”

“Yes!” You cried back in response and she chuckled.

“Shame. Your fingers will have to do. Twelve minutes left.”

You let out a whine but slipped your fingers back into your pulsing cunt, eyes scrunching shut as you began to fuck yourself again.

Alex sighed softly, the tips of her fingers grazing her g-spot right as you let out a moan and she pulled her fingers out, returning to lazily rubbing her clit while she watched the way your body trembled every so often. You were absolutely soaking, practically every thrust of your hand pulled a whimper from your mouth and if she wasn’t so heart set on punishing you she would’ve wanted to devour you in that moment. You always looked so fucking hot for her, but especially when you were fucking yourself, imagining that it was her fingers thrusting in and out of your drenched pussy. Her teeth sunk into her lip when her fingers pressed harder onto her clit and with a soft moan her fingers slipped back into her pussy.

“Are you close sweetheart?” She asked, her voice low and husky, words split by breathy sighs.

“Need more.” You whined in response and she chuckled darkly, the laugh morphing into a moan as her fingers curled inside her cunt.

“Just keep going.” She urged, feeling the heat building within her, she resisted the urge to let her eyes close, staying focussed on the movement between your legs instead, groaning at the sounds coming from you as you fucked yourself faster. The heel of her hand began to grind against her clit with each thrust of her fingers and she arched forward, her thighs tensing as she cried out, her orgasm hitting her.

The sound was almost enough to get you where you wanted… almost. Instead you were left letting out a frustrated whine, pulling your fingers from you with an annoyed huff.

“Please!”

“Please, what?” Alex asked, cocking a brow in your direction.

“Need more.” You grumbled and she glanced to the clock.

“Nine minutes left darling, then I’ll touch you.”

“What about a toy?” You pouted.

“I didn’t happen to bring one of those.” She shrugged, watching you carefully and she caught the way your eyes looked toward your go bag, lingering on it for a moment as you tugged your lip into your mouth. Her head tilted in curiosity and it was when she stood that your eyes darted back to her.

The blush crept up your cheeks as you watched her silently move through the room to the bag. She swiftly unzipped it, her hands sifting through its contents until she found what she was looking for, revealing the double sided dildo and she looked toward you with a brow raised.

“Really? You have the time to pack this, but not an appropriate bra?” Her voice hardened slightly, in a tone that you knew was practically a tease and you resisted covering your face with your hands. “I almost think I shouldn’t let you use it.”

“No! Please!” You cried out, tears of frustration pooling into your eyes, “I need it. Or you.” You pouted, and Alex’s face softened.

“Oh you sweet thing.” Grinning she approached the foot of the bed, “you’ve become so spoiled you can’t make yourself come anymore, is that it?” You nodded, your cheeks feeling hotter than any part of your body as you admitted it. You started to shift to close your legs, suddenly feeling very exposed but Alex’s free hand closed around your ankle.

“Ah.” She tutted, “absolutely none of that. You don’t get to act like an exhibitionist all day just to play shy now.” She dropped the toy on the bed beside your hand, “eight minutes left. You best make the most of it.”

“Thank you.” You murmured, your hand darting out for the toy, picking it up. You watched for a moment as Alex’s eyes darted from it to your lips and you smiled coyly at her.

Instead of instantly bringing it to your fluttering pussy, you brought the larger end of the toy to your lips, easily wrapping around it, moaning as you sunk it into your mouth. You sucked hard, tongue swirling around it’s girth until drool was practically leaking out of your lips and Alex’s breath was catching in her throat at the sight. Pulling it from your mouth with a pop you let out a gasp of breath, quickly moving the toy to your cunt.

“Seven…” Alex stated, her hands closed around your calves, spreading them as wide as she could on the bed, kneeling between them as she watched the way you slid the dildo into you with a satisfied moan.

You were finally stretched out, finally feeling Alex’s fingers on your skin and you almost felt like you could burst.

“Fuck…” You groaned, feeling your cunt pulse around the toy as you fucked it deeper into you, aching to hit your peak. Your head dropped back into the pillows as your eyes scrunched shut, your thighs slowly starting to shake with each push of the toy.

“So pretty when you fuck yourself darling. I should make you do this more often.” Alex cooed, her hands suddenly left your body but you were too far gone to care, not realizing she was ridding herself of her bra, beginning to cup at her chest. “be louder for me, how does that feel?”

“So good… fuck!” You panted, fire burning just under your skin, “but need more…”

“Dirty girl…” she chuckled, “what ever shall we do with you?” You felt her weight shift from the bed and your eyes cracked open, a frustrated whine escaping your lips once more as your hand nearly stilled between your legs, stalling your orgasm once more.

“Just wanna come…”

“I know sweet girl.” She squeezed at your leg before her hands slipped into the waist band of her panties and she pulled them down your leg, “but that toy has double uses… you’re going to come while riding my cock, understand?”

“Yes!” You practically shrieked, earning a laugh from Alex as she crawled over you.

You let out a very satisfied moan as she leant over you, capturing your lips in a heated kiss, her tongue surging into your mouth to silence your noises. Her skin was hot on yours, rubbing against your aching nipples, her hands ghosting up your sides, leaving goosebumps in their paths. Her teeth sunk into your lip and you whimpered, your hips rocking up toward her, the toy brushed her pussy and she broke the kiss with a breathy gasp.

“Oh that does feel good.” She husked, smirking down at you before her lips attacked your neck, kissing at the supple skin before her teeth bit down hard and you gasped. “Need to leave a mark sweetheart. A nice big one if I have my way.” Her tongue swiped over your skin, “make sure the entire team knows that you really are a little dirty girl, that it’s not all for show. Because you’re not a tease, now are you?”

“N..no.” You moaned, your pussy clenching around the toy when her teeth sunk into your skin, her mouth sucking the crook of your neck and you could feel yourself building back toward your peak.

As if Alex could sense it, she bit your neck again, tongue darting out to soothe the burn when you hissed in pain, kissing the spot softly before her and snuck between your bodies to line the toy up with her cunt. She let out a low moan as she sunk down onto it, and you mewled when the base between the two sides bumped at your clit once she was fully seated. She firmly wrapped her arms around your waist, holding you tight to her and rolled over, pulling you on top of her. Alex kissed you, tongue swiping into your mouth once more before she pulled back, pushing at your shoulders with a wild gleam in her eye.

“Well, go ahead. Make yourself come all over my cock like the good dirty girl you are.”

“Yes ma’am.”

You braced your hands on her waist, raising your hips up to begin to bounce on her cock, breathless moans leaving your lips with each time your hips met hers, the toy pressing against your clit with each thrust. Alex’s hands slid up your thighs, her touch sending sparks flying through your body, she groped at your ass, squeezing you, urging you to ride her harder, faster, making the toy move within her more, the base rubbing her clit just as she wanted.

“Feels good,” she panted, “doesn’t it sweetheart?”

“S- soo good.” You whined back, “m’ so close…” With each pump of your hips her cock grazed right over the sensitive spot in your pussy, your walls pulsing around it, juices slicking it with wet. The coil in the pit of your stomach returned fire prickling under your skin and heat soared through you. “Oh god… oh god…”

“That’s it… come for me sweet girl.” Alex cooed, one of her hands slid up your body, fingers delicately wrapping around your neck, thumb nail pressing into the mark she’d left earlier and you gasped.

Your hips began to move more erratically as you chased your release, feeling yourself right on the brink. You were about to open your lips to beg, but Alex could always read you like a book, her free hand moving between your legs where she began to rub circles on your throbbing clit. Electricity shot through you and you cried out, your eyes scrunching shut as white took over your vision, your body trembled, thighs shaking uncontrollably as you finally hit your high. Your hands dug into Alex’s sides, nails scratching at her skin while you shuddered, your hips stilling when she finally let up on your clit.

“Good girl.” She purred, letting go of your throat, her hands rubbing up and down your sides, guiding you to gently drop over her, nuzzling into the crook of her neck. “Always so gorgeous.” She pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head, fingers tracing patterns on your back while you slowly came back to earth to catch your breath. “You feel better now sweetheart?”

“Yes.” You murmured, lips brushing against her skin and she gently hoisted you off her, tossing the toy to the bedside table to be dealt with later.

“You think you’ve learnt your lesson? No more showing off what’s mine to everyone else, right?”

“Mmhm.” You nodded and Alex smiled.

“Good.”

She couldn’t help but smirk at the already purpling mark in the crook of your neck, it was high enough she knew you wouldn’t be able to cover it tomorrow. Even if you got slightly embarrassed, there would be no mistaking by anyone on the team, you were very much spoken for.

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