4. Alex

4

Alex

I stand by the door, waiting for her to come out. I feel like a stalker, but after staring at pictures and devouring everything I could about Rosie Stone for the last weeks we are in the same building.

When she walked out onto the stage in her cream dress, I almost came in my pants like a teenager. Thank God my suit jacket is long enough to hide the outline of my hard dick that hasn't softened one bit since.

The door opens, and I straighten my shoulders ready to meet my future. Her sisters, Maggie and Phoebe, walk out and start giggling when they see me.

"Hi, I'm Alex Young, the CEO of Young and Associates, the company behind the fundraiser." I hold my hand out to shake each of theirs.

"Hi, I'm Phoebe and this is Maggie," replies the pink-haired sister. "Our other sister, Rosie, should be out in a minute."

Her words sound innocent, but from the giggling of the other sister and the unrestrained smile on Phoebe's face, I know they know that I'm waiting on Rosie. I decide to just own up to it.

"Thank you. Any advice for me? With Rosie?"

Maggie looks me over. My shoulders tighten as I'm inspected. What happens if I fail?

"Just be honest with her. She hears a lot of bullshit and people telling her what they think she wants to hear. Don't do that."

The doors open and Rosie walks through. The rest of the world disappears and all I see is her.

"Hello."

"Hi," she whispers in a sexy, raspy voice.

"Do you need a drink after singing for so long? I can get you water or something stronger?" I will do anything this woman wants me to.

"Water would be good, but I can get it." She smiles at me, and my heart becomes completely hers.

"I'm Alex, and I want you," I confess way too quickly.

Her blue eyes widen in surprise and a beautiful, blush spreads across her chest. She doesn't say anything but doesn't run away screaming either.

"I didn't mean to say that."

"You don't want me?"

"Oh," I stammer, "no, um, I want you more than my next breath. I just didn't intend to spring it on you at the same time I told you, my name."

"When were you going to tell me?" she smiles as she asks the question, and I can tell that she's enjoying how uncomfortable I am.

"Ten or fifteen minutes."

Her laughter rings out, catching the attention of everyone around us. She's sparkling.

"That long," she leans close and whispers into my ear, "I only have thirty minutes. I'm glad you didn't waste half that time."

Fuck me, she's perfect.

"Can I take you somewhere a little quieter? We can get a drink on the way."

I hold my breath, hoping that she will say yes. I don't know where we will go, but surely a hotel like this will have an open room somewhere close. I just want to get this woman alone so we can talk without anyone around us.

She nods her head and grabs onto my arm when I hold it out for her. We make our way to the bar, being stopped every few feet by someone wanting her attention. Never does she make someone feel like they are an inconvenience.

I may have started making a mental list of employees to fire because they are keeping me from being alone with Rosie, but she handles it all with grace.

Finally, with her water and my vodka soda, we make it to the lobby outside of the ballroom.

"Where now, handsome?" she asks.

"I have no idea," I answer honestly. I'm going to take her sister's advice and never bullshit Rosie. "Let's see if any of these doors open."

We sneak around trying doorknobs until one opens and we find ourselves alone in a supply closet.

"First class accommodations, m'lady." I point to a set of turned-over buckets we can sit on.

"Such a gentleman."

We sit and stare at each other. She's so gorgeous and I could just stare into her eyes forever.

"You're so beautiful, Rosie. I can't quit just looking at you," I tell her honestly.

She blushes and runs one of her small hands up my thigh, "I feel the same way about you. When I felt you watching me when I was singing, it was like being hit by lightning. I've never felt that before. I missed a note," she pouts.

"No one noticed. Your voice is perfect like the rest of you."

I pull her onto my lap, while I balance on the bucket. Her dress rides up and I see that she's wearing stockings with a fucking garter belt. My dick gets harder than I thought possible, and I know she can feel it against her ass.

I run my hands up her thighs, up the sides of her body, and cup her breasts through the dress. I lean over and put my mouth against hers and time stands still. Kissing this woman is all I want to do for the rest of my life.

I indulge in just feasting on her for minutes. I know our time is limited, but I want to see Rosie fall apart in my arms before we leave this room.

"Rosie, I want to taste you. Can I do that?"

Her eyes connect with mine, so full of desire, and she says, "Yes, but Alex. I would rather have you inside of me. We don't have much time and I want to feel you."

My heart skips a beat and I think I might be having a heart attack. Could she be any more perfect?

"How about we do both?" My fingers slide under the gusset of her panties and touch her wet core. "I will taste this wet pussy to make sure you're ready for my big cock and then I will fill you full. I want to see you come as I pump into you."

"Yes, yes, yes…" she cries.

"Lean back on the other bucket," I instruct her. "Damn, I wish we were somewhere better. You deserve the best and here I am about to fuck you in a supply closet."

I almost stop then. She really does deserve better, but she shakes her head and says, "If you stop for some stupid reason like that I will never speak to you again."

I show her I'm not going to let that happen by pulling her panties to the side and running my tongue right through her slit and up to her clit. I circle the little bundle of nerves and pull it into my mouth, sucking lightly.

"Alex…now…" she mumbles. "Want you now."

I want to keep pleasuring her, but I too want to feel her on my cock. We'll have plenty of time in the future for me to take my time eating her juicy pussy till she doesn't remember her name.

I unbutton my pants and pull out my cock. He's red, long, and so fucking hard.

"Is this what you want, Rosie?" I ask her as I run my cock through her juices.

"Yes, I want you to pound that big dick inside me."

I don't have to be told twice. I line myself up with her slit and start sliding inside.