Strollers & Stilettos

Alec Danthers-Westhorpe gritted his teeth, desperately trying to hold back his impending orgasm. Prickly heat fired over his skin, and sweat beaded on his forehead as his heart raced. His hands involuntarily tightened into his wife’s thick hair, and she moaned around his cock.

“Oh, fuck, Jai…”

She moaned again as she sucked deep, and his eyes crossed. Jaya drew back slowly, licking the head of his cock. “Yes, Alec?”

“Come here,” he growled as he reached for her.

She inched back. Not like she had a lot of room, as he’d dragged her into a utility closet. Teasing him with the tip of her tongue and licking the pre-come off the tip of his throbbing erection, she shook her head. “No time, baby. Now let’s see if I can’t make you—”

He wasn’t in the mood to listen today. These days, finding time together was difficult, so they’d resorted to daily quickies. Okay, sometimes twice daily. But it was only enough to take the edge off. Never enough to fully satisfy. It was like feeding a starving carnivore hummus or quinoa instead of a steak. Getting more than ten minutes together was proving to be difficult. And with his travel demands, he didn't see her nearly enough. Today, he didn’t care about being late to his next meeting. He needed to make love to her.

Tugging her to her feet, he whispered, “We’re going off-script today.”

Jaya laughed. “You mean pulling me into this closet wasn’t part of the script? I thought you had a thing for closets.”

He grinned as he remembered the first time they’d been locked together like this, desperate not to make any noise and get caught. His cock twitched as the memories flooded back. Merely thinking about the way she’d struggled not to cry out as he’d pumped her deep and played with her ass was enough to make him nearly come.

Jaya’s breath hitched as he rolled a thumb over her nipple. But even as a small moan escaped, she put on her rational hat. “Alec, you have a Kleinman meeting today. He’s important.”

“I don’t give a shit. Besides, this is the planning meeting for the Kleinman meeting. And making my wife come is going to do a whole hell of a lot more to relax me than going over the presentation over and over again.”

“Alec—”

“Focus on my voice. No lists. Feel.”

Gathering the material of her skirt, he tugged it up, eager to see which set of garters and panties she’d tease him with today. He wasn’t disappointed. Sheer stockings hugged her cinnamon-brown skin and were held up by his favorite set of garters. Fire-engine red. Holy fuck. His cock throbbed painfully.

He set her on the tiny utility table and splayed her legs. Slipping his thumbs under the edge of her panties, he hissed when he encountered soft, slick, silky flesh. “I fucking love how wet you get for me.”

“You’re the one who does this to me.” She ran her teeth over his earlobe, and he swore softly.

All he wanted was to take his time devouring her, but he knew she was right. He’d have to wait until they were home, when hours stretched out in front of them not minutes. Yeah, whenever that was.

He kissed her deeply while he impatiently shoved aside the swatch of fabric. He circled her clit, and she canted her hips up, leaning into his touch. With his free hand, he unbuttoned the front of her blouse enough to expose the matching bra. Goddamn. He didn’t have the time or patience to savor, so instead, he shoved down the cup of her bra, exposing one of her breasts to his view. Tearing his lips from hers, he bent his head to suckle her, taking greedy pulls of her nipple as he used his finger to stroke her slick channel and his thumb continued to tease her clit. Jaya milked his finger with soft, silken walls, and he added another.

“Yes, Alec.”

Intense need drove him. She was his. Really his. Left to him, he’d do nothing but keep her naked in his bed all day, every day. Her pussy was tight and slick and hot, pulling at his questing fingers. Reluctantly, he slowed the pace. He wanted her to come, but he wanted to have his dick inside her when she did.

“Can you feel how much I want you?” He drew her hand to his straining erection.

“Mmmm.”

The tiny voice in the back of his mind tried in vain to remind him that he didn't have time. But he ignored it. He needed to taste her—just one taste. When he dragged his teeth over her nipple, Jaya clamped a hand over her mouth as she screamed. He smiled to himself at her attempt at concealment. Personally, he didn’t give a shit who heard them. Instead, he focused on placing scorching, open-mouthed kisses down her torso and belly until he reached her hot, slick center. His tongue, sure and agile, lapped at her. He knew exactly how to get her where he wanted. Not too much attention on her clit. She preferred the tease.

As he sucked, she wound her hands in his hair, tugging gently, leading him to where she wanted him to go. “Baby, please.”

More than happy to oblige, he teased her silken entrance with his thumb then gently drew it back over the pucker of her ass. With one slow circle over the taut skin, a deep shudder wracked her body.

Knowing how close she was, he didn’t waste time. He crawled back up over her body, his hands planted firmly on her knees to keep them wide. The head of his cock nudged her entrance, and Jaya dragged open her eyelids to meet his gaze. Alec stroked deep into her, never breaking eye contact.

With his first slide in, she dug her nails into his shoulders as her body quaked. On his retreat, his cock hit the bundle of nerves deep inside her body, and she cried out as her orgasm rolled into a second one. On his third stroke, Alec watched as he entered her. That was all it took to send him over the cliff behind her.

Beneath him, Jaya chuckled as she stroked his back. “You can feel free to convince me any time. I love your tactics.”

Alec moaned as his dick twitched inside her. Easy boy. He needed to find more time with her. This was too good to rush. “I wish I didn't need to sneak time with you.” He stole a brief kiss.

Jaya wrapped her legs around his back. “We’ll make it work. We just need to settle into a groove. After all, this is only a prelude to how crazy our lives will be once we start a family.”

Family? If he couldn’t find time with her now, a family certainly wouldn’t help. He’d taken this job to give her the kind of life she deserved, even if it meant he had to give up a little of who he was. Starting a family would mean there was no recapturing any of who he used to be. He kissed Jaya gently. “How about we focus on the two of us for the time being?”

She laughed. “Relax, there’s no rush.”

Despite her words, he recognized the hint of longing, and something cold and unsettling slithered around his spine. He wasn’t sure he could give her what she wanted.

"I'm going to need those shoes back." Jaya Trudeaux took a sip of her margarita as she addressed her best friends.

Micha Bennett’s brows rose. "Planning your man's destruction?"

Jaya laughed. "Not exactly. I'm trying to bring the sexy back. Lately, Alec and I have barely seen each other with all the traveling he's doing for the Westhorpe in Vancouver and the planning I’m doing for this year's Westhorpe Gala. Then add to that the planning for Ricca’s engagement party on Saturday and my bronchitis from a few weeks ago, and we’re long overdue for some quality alone time. Hence, I need the shoes."

Micha laughed as she stood. "I thought happily ever after was filled with hot sex and frolicking in meadows or some shit."

Jaya smirked. So had she, if she were being honest. Well, okay, the sex was still hot. But when she'd married Alec six months ago, she’d figured they would settle into an everyday life of shared work and nights spent doing nothing but exploring each other’s bodies. But as the Senior VP at Westhorpe Inc., her husband had been up to his eyeballs in the latest build in Vancouver. And she’d been buried in plans for the end-of-year gala. They managed to see each other in stolen moments at the office, but they were long overdue for something that was not a fevered quickie. Not exactly the post honeymoon, sex-blissed haze she'd pictured.

Ricca Munroe, her other best friend, sat up with a frown. "You mean to tell me that it's not sunshine and roses? Then I'm not doing it."

"Hold up now," Jaya said. "I have not been planning this day for you to go and back out. Not to mention, you have to see what Micha and I have done for the engagement party. Honestly, it’s inspired." At Micha’s raised brow and cleared throat, Jaya amended. “Okay, mostly Micha, but I was the mastermind.” She blew a strand of hair off her forehead. “You will marry the love of your life if I have anything to say about it, and you will enjoy your fantasy fairytale theme if it kills me.”

Jaya had opened her own event planning business over a year ago, and she'd been going nonstop ever since. Taking two weeks out for her honeymoon had been hard, but she'd slowed down, and Alec and she’d had the time of their lives. She wanted to recapture some of that.

Micha scrunched up her nose as she stood. "You're making marriage sound so appealing, Jai, you really are."

Jaya merely laughed. Micha had been notoriously commitment phobic before meeting her fiancé Caleb. Now her wedding was scheduled in six months. Jaya tried not to remind Micha too often for fear of spooking the bride-to-be. It was clear to anyone who watched that Micha was head over heels in love with Caleb, but she was just as likely to run off and elope as she was to do the-walk-down-the-aisle thing. And Jaya, for one, was not missing those nuptials.

Micha strolled back into her living room with the black and gold shoebox and handed it to Jaya with a smile. "I present these to you. Use them wisely. Take no prisoners. Instead, bring them to their knees so they can kiss these pretty babies."

Jaya and Ricca both laughed, and Jaya couldn't help but remember how she'd come into possession of the shoes.

After being fired from the family business—thanks to her ex fiancé—she'd gone a little overboard with the retail therapy—okay, more than a little overboard—and bought three-thousand-dollar Christian Louboutins. Not exactly the smartest, most rational choice. If it hadn't been for Ricca and Micha pulling her out of her mood and chipping in for a third of the shoes each, she had no idea where she’d be. As Micha liked to say, they were now the sisterhood of the travelling stilettos.

"I will yield my power well."

The shoes had brought her confidence at a time when she'd been the lowest in her life. And consequently brought her Alec. They'd also helped Ricca finally get the courage to tell her best friend Beckett that she had feelings for him. And the shoes had done the most for Micha maybe. Thanks to those stilettos, she had let someone in past those incredible defenses of hers.

“Oh, Jai, what’s the deal with the renter in your place, they out yet?” Ricca asked.

“Yep. The cleaner is coming this week, and I’m having the furniture cleaned too. So things will be all set for your cousin’s friend to move in at the end of the month.”

“Thanks, I appreciate it. She gave him a glowing review and his references check out, but he has no furniture or anything so he’s happy that it comes furnished.”

“Not a problem. It helps me out to have a long-term renter in there. Besides, the man paid in full for the year. Who am I to complain?”

"While it will be nice to have some new blood around the place, can we get back to the issue at hand? Your and the Sex God’s love life. Seriously though, you and the Mr. Sexy okay?" Micha asked.

Micha had dubbed him Sex God from day one. Not that Jaya would argue. She considered how to answer for a moment. "Yeah, we’re fine. I just want to get some sexy times that don’t involve one of us first checking to see how much time we have. I want to recapture some of the slow sizzle. It’s still super hot, but not that super connected, take-all-night-sex kind of thing."

Ricca snorted. "Oh, come on. You two are the worst. If possible, you’re worse than me and Beckett."

Jaya laughed. "Ricca, honey, no one is as bad as you and Beckett. If I have to watch the two of you moon over each other any more, I swear I’ll throw up."

"Preach," Micha said and raised her hands. "Ricca’s right though. Seeing how that man looks at you, I can’t imagine you have a problem in the get-some department. We should all be so lucky."

Jaya rolled her eyes. "This from the woman who snuck off to grab a quickie with her man at my dinner party last week.”

Micha flushed. "That was not my fault. Caleb couldn’t keep his hands to himself." With a laugh, she shrugged. "Okay, fine, it's the shoes."

"You see?" Jaya said. "That's why I need them back. I'm trying to get us back on track. I'm tired of quickies as we run off to different places. I want to make him a little crazy."

"So, true to form, you hatched a plan." Micha laughed.

"Nothing wrong with a plan," Jaya muttered. Sure they laughed at her hyper planning ways, but planning was what she did best. She opened the black box and sighed when she laid eyes on the red and gold-embossed Christian Louboutin shoes nestled in pink satin. Alec wouldn't know what hit him.

***

An hour after leaving the girls, Jaya jogged through her front door and tossed her keys and her purse on the counter. "Alec?" she called. They had an hour before he would be off to a business dinner, and she didn't want to waste any time. It was time to hatch seduction plan number one.

She slipped off her Louboutins and headed upstairs to their bedroom. As she walked into the bathroom, she heard the water running in the shower and Alec singing, “I can’t get no…Satisfaction,” at the top of his lungs.

Yeah, we’ll see about that.

And bonus, there was nothing Jaya loved more than wet, naked husband. She checked the clock. Plenty of time.

She stripped as she watched him play air guitar in the shower. Her skirt went first. Then the stockings. Alec turned as she peeled the blouse off. He froze.

“Jaya? How long have you been standing there?”

She laughed as she pulled the blouse over her wrists. “Long enough for you and Mick to turn me on.”

His grin flashed quickly, and his cobalt eyes narrowed. Under his intense gaze, her skin went hot and prickly.

“Is that another fantasy of yours, baby? You know I aim to please.” He did a little dance.

The laugh bubbled up her chest, and she shook her head. He was ridiculous. At the same time, she knew he would give her whatever she asked for. He’d managed to make one of her naughtiest fantasies come true. On her Thirty Before Thirty list, she’d had ‘have a threesome’ listed. Alec had made that dream come true for her, in a manner. He hadn’t been able to share her, but he had let someone else watch.

“Decrepit rock stars? No thank you.”

She unhooked her bra, and Alec licked his lips. When she shimmied out of her thong, he groaned low.

“Are you planning to torture me, Jai?”

“Oh, maybe a little.”

“You know it's not nice to tease a starving man."

She stepped into the shower, and the steam hit her immediately, making her skin dewy and curling her hair. Good thing she was due at the salon tomorrow, or she'd be rocking a funky half-straight, half-curly afro for the rest of the week.

“You like to be teased.” She shrugged. “And for the record, all I need is you. Unless, of course, you’re offering you and that hot actor from Shame, Michael Fassbender. Then I’m taking it.”

He pulled her close and swatted her bottom. “Not on your life.” He kissed her shoulder. “Do we have time to play?”

Jaya relished the feel of the hard planes of his chest against her breasts. “Oh, you know, I’ve carved out a few minutes in your packed schedule.”

Alec stepped back to accommodate her in the shower. "Woman, you know I'm going to need more than a few minutes with you."

Jaya splayed her hands over his pectorals, and the muscles bunched. God, he was beautiful. "I'm sorry, baby, but that’s all we’ve got."

His grin was slow and sexy as he reached for her. "Or I could skip tonight and show you how much I’ve been missing your taste. I could start right now." He nuzzled her throat, placing a damp kiss on her neck, right over her pulse.

Jaya’s knees wobbled a little. She knew full well if he laid her out in here, he wouldn’t be coming up for air for a while.

"Well, Mr. Westhorpe, I had a little something different in mind." As she sank to her knees, she trailed her hands down his muscled chest and over the ripples of his abdomen. His big body blocked the shower spray from hitting her directly as she knelt before his thick cock. He was hard for her, ready.

Alec braced an arm against the shower door. “Jai.”

She wrapped one hand around the length of him, and he groaned, tossing his head back. This was more than familiar territory. Applying the right amount of pressure, she stroked down. The soap from his body provided lubrication. On the upstroke, she smoothed her hands over the crown of his erection.

"Jesus," he muttered.

As she stroked, she wrapped her lips around his thickness, and Alec dug his hands into her hair. With every lick, he tightened his grasp or loosened it, depending on how he wanted her to suck him. Using her free hand, she cupped his balls as she worked him. She knew how to apply the right amount of suction too.

With each downstroke, Alec pushed his hips forward, sliding deeper inside her mouth, and on the upstroke, she teased his balls and slowly released him until he was almost out of her mouth. Only to continue with another downstroke.

His legs shook, and she recognized how close he was.

"Jaya, God—I need."

She knew what he needed.

With a hint of teeth, she grazed over him, and his body tightened, all of him going rigid. She stroked over the crown of his cock again, and he braced an arm on the wall. With each stroke, she loved him, pouring all her energy into it. Nothing else filtered into her consciousness but the sound she made as she palmed and licked him. Only the faint ta-ta-ta-ta sound of the water as it hit the tile and the glass around her. All the while, Alec dug his hands into her hair.

"Jai, baby, I can’t hold on if you keep doing that. I want to feel you come—ah. Fuck." His body shook as she grazed his thick length with her teeth again.

Jaya drew back but didn't release him with her hands. Instead, she pumped him steadily as she watched his face. "Have you forgotten how much I like control?"

His laugh was pained. "Stop teasing. That will get you a spanking."

She smirked. "Is that a promise?"

He let his head fall back against the glass tile. "You're going to kill me."

She laughed before licking him from root to tip again. "No. Not today. Today, I want to enjoy you. I'm sort of addicted. So I'm going to keep you around for a little while."

She sucked him into her mouth again. Slowly, hollowing out her cheeks as she did so. She palmed his balls with her right hand and worked him up and down with her left. With her hand and mouth in tandem, she sucked and stroked him slowly and deliberately, drawing out the torture as much as she could.

With the shower drowning out some of the sound, she could still hear him cursing and worshiping her with his words even as he shook. His cock expanded in her mouth.

With her tongue, she slowly traced a circular path over his head. And he shuddered.

"Jai, oh shit. I—"

He cursed as his release shot through him. His body convulsed, and his fist tightened into her hair, not enough to hurt her, but enough to let her know how desperate he'd been. The thought that she could drive him mad made her hot. Releasing his balls, she reached a hand between her legs, seeking the slick warmth. Gently licking Alec clean, she slid a finger between her slick folds, finding her clit and circling slowly with her finger.

His cock jerked in her mouth. "Fuck, it drives me crazy when you touch yourself."

She released him and smiled. "You’d rather be doing it yourself?"

"Yes." He pulled her to her feet. "I've missed you." Even as he backed her up to the wall in the expansive shower, he dipped his head to hers, kissing her deep, licking into her mouth, driving her crazy.

His cock nudged her thigh, and she smiled to herself. The man was still hard. He cupped her breasts, teasing the nipples gently with his thumbs. A sharp spike of need pierced her, making her shiver.

"That’s my girl. So fucking responsive." His lips curved into a slow, sexy smile, and he looked like the devil himself, tempting her away from her plan.

"Turn around," he whispered.

"I thought this was my time to play?" Jaya stuck out her bottom lip.

His chuckle was soft as he ran a hand over her back and down to the curve of her ass. "You should have thought about that before you decided to shower with me." He nipped her shoulder, sending a shiver through her body.

"Alec..."

"C'mon, Jai, turn around and place your hands on the door."

Even as her body complied, her brain made one last-ditch effort to hold onto the plan of the evening. Her carefully constructed plan. But then, he slid an impossibly long finger inside her slick center. And she moaned.

His voice was low and thick when he responded. "Yeah, baby?"

"You're evil."

"That I am."

He lined his cock up to her slick cleft, rubbing himself against her opening, and Jaya bucked. A low chuckle, accompanied by the rasp in his voice, was enough to bring her to the edge of orgasm. And then he slid into her to the hilt.

Both of them froze. Jaya breathed deep, her body adjusting to his size.

He hissed in a breath. "God, every time. Like you were made for me." With a slow, measured retreat, he made her body beg, then he drove back in, and her breath caught.

"For me." And he continued to tease, taunt, and drive her to the brink of crazy with his powerful thrusts. "Always for me."

"Alec, please, I need to come."

He continued his slow and steady deep strokes. As if neither of them had anywhere to be. "Do you now? And what if I don’t let you?"

Jaya used her inner walls to squeeze around him, and he cursed.

"What was that you were saying about letting me?"

His chest vibrated as he laughed. "You drive a hard bargain, baby. I must remember never to walk into negotiations with you."

But instead of giving her what she wanted, he slid all the way out. “Alec,” she whimpered.

“Easy now, I’m coming right back.”

When he touched a soapy thumb to her ass, she hissed. Oh, fuck. This was no quickie. He had every intention of being thorough. “Alec…oh, God.”

He nipped her shoulder. “Do you want me to stop?”

“N-no. Please don’t stop.” Her blood ran thick with lust. He knew what she wanted. And he was always willing to let her explore her boundaries.

He slid back into her slick channel, but all the while, he continued to explore her ass. While he timed each thrust with his thumb, Jaya pushed back into him, seeking more of both. Alec eventually replaced his thumb with a finger. Gently penetrating her. Fucking her with the same slow, easy glide as his cock. Then he added two.

They’d made love like this before, but it required the kind of time that they didn’t have lately. It struck her that she’d missed it.

When Alec removed his fingers and his cock, she moaned, automatically bringing her ass back, seeking more contact. When she felt the head of his cock against her ass, she held her breath.

Alec’s voice was harsh in her ear. “Relax, baby, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Immediately, she released the breath she’d been holding. As he slid in past any resistance, she moaned at the familiar contact. As he seated himself inside her ass, he took the time to run soapy hands all over her body, whispering words of love and adoration. “God I’ve missed you…So fucking sexy…Made for me…”

She could tell from his shaking hands how little control he had. Slowly, he made love to her. Pulling himself all the way out, then sliding back again, making her wild. Her whole body shook, and all she wanted was for him to move faster. For him to feel as wild as she did.

Finally, Alec increased his pace, even as his big powerful body cocooned her. Cupping her breast, he rolled the tight nipple with his fingers, making Jaya drop her head back against his shoulder. He took her hand, and together, he led her fingers to the slick folds between her thighs. Together, they stroked over her clit, teasing that sensitive bundle of nerves, bringing her closer and closer to the brink of madness.

"Come for me, baby."

Jaya turned her head to meet his lips for a long, wet kiss. His cock stroked her deep and the penetration was enough to made her feel weak and needy and desperate. When she broke, the orgasm slammed through her body with a vengeance, so strong she needed to lean into him for support.

"Oh, fuck, Jai."

He came hard, and she could feel every jerk of his cock inside her.

For several long moments, they stood, still joined, panting. Slowly, awareness seeped back in. She registered the water hitting the tiles, his hot, soap-slick skin against her back, and his still-hard dick inside her ass. "I love you. I've missed you," she whispered.

“Not nearly as much as I’ve missed you. New rule, if we're going to be apart more than a week, one of us has to fly home to reconnect."

She giggled. "That’s a long way to go for a quickie."

“I'm serious." He shook his head. "It's killing me not to sleep next to you every night. And when you're not here, no one makes me a to-do list for the day."

Jaya laughed. "See, I told you you'd grow to love those lists."

He laughed as he disengaged their bodies. Pulling her to him, he kissed her hard before reaching for the soap.

It was another ten minutes before they were done in the shower because he kept getting distracted. "You know you’re going to be late for the Kleinman dinner."

He shook his head. "I'm begging off. Adele can handle it."

“While I’m glad to see you are finally learning you’re not Superman and delegating, I know how important this is.” The Kleinman Group was a heavy investor in luxury hotels around the world. They’d partnered with the Westhorpe for a new hotel in Hong Kong. The only kicker being that Walter Kleinman had a stick up his ass at the best of times. Well-known for working his people into the ground, he didn’t tolerate distractions or what he perceived as laziness. He and Adele got on like gangbusters. He and Alec, not so much. The deal had nearly fallen through because of Alec’s playboy reputation. Alec’s other reputation for getting the job done had tentatively won over the man. “Alec, I don’t think—”

He laughed and shook his head, interrupting her. "Not so fast, my list-planning wife. I think I’m due for a sick day. Or night, as the case may be."

She wrapped a towel around herself. "Oh, really?"

Alec nodded enthusiastically. “We have some time to make up for. I’ll call Adele and have her do the dinner solo. Kleinman would much rather have dinner with her anyway."

Alec’s phone rang on the nightstand, and Jaya groaned. “See, somebody’s already looking for you.”

He chuckled. “And when are you going to learn to go with the flow? I’m going to take care of this then I’m going to take care of my wife.”

He winked at her, and her stomach flipped.

He picked up the phone. “Yeah, Caleb, what’s up?”

When his handsome features morphed into a frown, Jaya stepped forward. “What’s the matter?” she whispered.

Alec didn't answer. Instead, his voice was tight as he muttered into the phone. “I’ll be right there.”