Max scoffs. “They can try.”
“Is Lottie okay?” I ask Max.
He nods. “I think so. They should be back soon. I need to go do some reconnaissance with Theo. See if I can figure out which side of town they came in from, and narrow it down from there. We’ve had all the roads from London covered, so I need to figure out what the fuck happened. Lottie said it was just Charlie, but I’d bet a million pounds there’s more of them, and we need to make sure they don’t come near the house.”
“Keep us updated,” I mumble as he leaves.
“Never a dull moment,” Alex says, smirking as he sips his coffee.
“Not one,” I agree.
“Are you ready?” he asks, his eyes traveling down my jumper and joggers.
“No. I need to shower. We can head to the office together?” I suggest.
His eyes darken. “Of course.”
I smirk as I turn and walk up the stairs. My cock thickens when I hear him follow me, keeping his footsteps light as we make our way to my room. Once inside, I leave the door open and quickly shed my clothes. There’s no hiding my hard on, and as I pull the shower door open, Alex’s warm body presses against my back. His shaft slides against my arse, and his hands slither around my chest to tug me close.
“Figured you’d want company,” he murmurs, his tongue flicking against my ear.
“You figured right.”
As he kisses my neck from behind, my cock throbs heavily in front of me.
“Turn around,” he growls.
I do, and he backs me up against the marble wall of the shower. His brown eyes pierce into mine as one of his hands comes down my cock, tugging it expertly.
“We should be quick,” I hiss, the feel of his large, warm hand makes precum seep out of my slit.
“I can be quick,” he says, voice low. Thrusting his hips forward, his cock presses against mine and he opens his palms. Adding a second hand, he wraps both hands around both of our shafts. “Fuck,” he adds, mouth dropping open as he uses my precum, but it’s not enough.
I reach over for the soap, drizzling some on top of us so that he can use it as lube. I roll my hips so that my cock gives him the friction he needs, and he tightens the grip of his hands around us.
“I don’t think this will take long,” he whispers, and pleasure sparks through me when he meets my tempo–sliding down when I slide up, and using his hands to hold us together.
“That’s it, baby,” Alex says, his eyes not leaving mine as we both fuck his hand. My hips stutter as my cock slips from the soap, and Alex’s eyes flash. “Don’t fucking stop.”
A low, heady groan escapes my throat, and I drop my head back against the wall as my hips jut forward.
“I wish you were fucking me,” I groan.
“Yeah?” he growls, squeezing us tighter together. My mouth drops open at the sensation of being in a tight hole with him, and I can’t help but imagine being inside of Lottie at the same time. Of fucking her together, of feeling his cock swell and thicken with release… “You wish I was fucking your tight ass, Thorn?”
“I wish we were both fucking Lottie. I want to stretch her with you, feel her ripple around us–”
He groans and quickens his pace, spearing his cock against his hand and dragging it against mine in the process. “I want that, too.”
Leaning down, his lips are on mine as we rut into his hands together, using the slippery soap to our advantage. He pulls away and moans, and the sound causes warmth to bloom everywhere. My balls tingle with release, and a white-hot sensation fires down my spine to the tip of my cock.
“I’m close,” I tell him, whimpering. My hips begin to jerk erratically, and when I look down, I see two swollen cocks sliding against each other, and it sets me off. “F–fuck–”
“Yes,” Alex hisses, holding his hands even tighter.
I pant and shake as thick, hot spurts shoot all over Alex’s hand, and he immediately swirls it around our cocks for lube.
“Oh god,” he says, voice hoarse. “I’m going to–”
