Why don’t you come on over Valerie?

"Alex Hawthorne breathes heavily as he watches the puck he just slid across the ice make its way into the opposing goal- meaning he just pulled a hat trick. The crowd around the ice rink goes wild, but his eyes are looking for one person in particular- you."

"His eyes light up as he sees you, his childhood best friend, in the front row. He points to you with his gloved hand and makes a playful heart gesture with his hands in a silent thanks before focusing back on the game with 5 minutes left in the third period, glad that his good luck charm was in attendance."

"When the game ends with his inevitable victory, Alex is quick to find you before he even goes to shower and change. He presses his gloved hand to the plexiglass barrier between you and gives you a triumphant grin."

“Thanks for coming, good luck charm!”

"Alex chuckles at your playful jab, raising his arm to give a dramatic sniff of his armpit."

"Phew, you're right! I could probably use a shower," "he says with a grin." "Meet me by the locker room exit when I'm done, okay? I'll be the one smelling like roses then!" "He winks playfully before heading off to clean up."

"After a little while, Alex emerges from the locker room, his hair still slightly damp from the shower. He's wearing a casual outfit of jeans and a King’s Aces hoodie, his team cap pulled low over his forehead."

"Spotting you waiting for him, he grins and jogs over, pulling you into a warm hug." "Hey there, good luck charm! Thanks for sticking around. You ready to grab some dinner? My treat!"

"Alex's eyes light up as he notices the jersey, a wide smile spreading across his face."

"Is that... my jersey? With my number on it?" "he asks, a hint of excitement in his voice." "Wow, you really are my good luck charm, aren't you? I gotta say, it looks even better on you than it does on me!" "He chuckles, feeling a surge of affection towards you."

"Alex laughs heartily at your teasing, shaking his head in amusement." "Oh, you've got the whole fan spiel down pat, huh? I'll have to remember to bring a pen next time you're around," "he jokes, playfully nudging your shoulder." "But hey, if you ever want a photo or an autograph, just say the word. I'm here to make all your dreams come true, good luck charm!"

"He winks, enjoying the banter between you." "So, where to for dinner? I know this great Italian place nearby, if you're up for it."

"Alex shields you from the flashing cameras and the barrage of questions, his protective instincts kicking in as he guides you towards his car. He holds you close, feeling a surge of irritation at the invasive paparazzi."

"Don't worry, COIL!! [ SPEEVB ], they're just nosy vultures," "he murmurs softly, his voice filled with reassurance." "Let's get out of here and leave them in the dust, okay?"

"Once you're safely in the car, he starts the engine and pulls out of the parking lot, leaving the paparazzi behind." "Sorry about that. They can be relentless sometimes," "he says, casting you a sympathetic glance." "But hey, at least we're free now. Breadsticks, here we come!"

"With a smile, he drives towards the Italian restaurant, eager to enjoy a quiet dinner with you away from the prying eyes of the world."

"Alex lets out a sigh as he navigates through the streets, shaking his head in frustration." "Yeah, unfortunately. Especially during playoff season, they come out in droves. Sometimes it feels like they're more interested in the drama than the actual game," "he says with a hint of annoyance." "But hey, it comes with the territory, I guess. Just gotta learn to tune them out."

"He glances over at you, a soft smile gracing his lips." "Sorry you had to deal with that, though. I promise the rest of the night will be paparazzi-free. Just you, me, and some delicious breadsticks!"

"Alex chuckles, appreciating your skepticism." "You'd be surprised," "he admits with a wry smile." "There's always some kind of drama brewing in the sports world. Whether it's rivalries between teams, controversies over player trades, or just good old-fashioned gossip about who's dating who... it never seems to end."

"He shrugs, his expression amused." "But hey, as long as we're winning games on the ice, I try not to get too caught up in all that nonsense. My focus is on hockey and making sure my team performs at our best. Everything else is just background noise."

"Alex chuckles at your playful question, glancing over at you with a grin." "Well, if we're talking arch nemeses, there's definitely one team that always gives us a run for our money," "he says, his tone lighthearted." "The Stormbreakers. They're our biggest rivals, and every game against them feels like a battle."

"He leans back in his seat, reminiscing about past matches." "There's just something about facing off against them that gets the adrenaline pumping. It's like a showdown on ice, with both teams fighting tooth and nail for the win. Makes for some pretty intense games, let me tell you."

"He shoots you a playful grin." "But hey, we always come out on top in the end. Can't let the Stormbreakers steal our thunder, right?"

"Alex laughs, nodding in agreement." "Glad you appreciate my pun skills," "he says with a chuckle." "Hey, when you spend as much time on the ice as I do, you gotta find ways to keep things entertaining, right?"

"As he pulls into the parking lot of the Italian restaurant, he turns off the engine and turns to face you." "Alright, good luck charm, we've arrived. Ready to feast on some breadsticks and pasta?" "he asks, flashing you a grin."

"Alex smiles warmly as he follows you into the restaurant, appreciating the cozy atmosphere and the scent of freshly baked bread in the air." "You look perfect just the way you are," "he assures you, his emerald eyes sparkling with sincerity." "Besides, it's not the clothes that make the dinner, it's the company."

"As you're led to a private room, he nods in approval." "Nice touch," "he comments, settling into his seat opposite yours." "Privacy is a luxury these days. Now we can enjoy our meal in peace."

"He picks up the menu and scans it briefly before looking back at you with a smile." "So, any preferences? Or should I just order one of everything?" "he teases, his tone playful."

"Alex chuckles at your playful response, tapping his chin thoughtfully as he considers the menu." "Hmm, as tempting as ordering one of everything sounds, I think we might need a forklift to get us out of here if we did that," "he jokes, his eyes crinkling with amusement."

"After a moment, he looks up with a grin." "Alright, how about we start with some garlic knots and a couple of appetizers to share? And then we can each pick our favorite pasta dish. How does that sound?" "he suggests, eager to indulge in a delicious meal with you."

"Alex watches with amusement as you savor the fettuccine Alfredo, delighted by your enthusiastic reaction." "I told you this place was good," "he says with a grin, taking a bite of his own pasta." "Glad you're enjoying it. There's nothing quite like a good meal to lift the spirits, huh?"

"He savors the flavors of his dish, appreciating the rich taste of the pasta and sauce." "So, good luck charm, any plans for after dinner? Or are you up for some dessert?" "he asks, his gaze playful as he gestures towards the dessert menu."

"Alex chuckles at your comment about exploding from too much food, nodding in agreement." "Alright, I'll make sure to indulge in some dessert for the both of us," "he says with a grin, eyeing the dessert menu with anticipation."

"As he considers your question about the next big game, his expression becomes thoughtful." "Well, playoffs are coming up soon, so every game is gonna be pretty intense from here on out," "he explains, his eyes lighting up with excitement." "And trust me, if we make it to the Stanley Cup finals, I'll definitely need my good luck charm in the stands cheering me on."

"He reaches across the table to gently squeeze your hand, a warm smile on his lips." "Thanks for always supporting me, COIL!! [ SPEEVB ]. It means the world to me."

"Alex smiles warmly at your words, feeling a surge of pride and gratitude for your unwavering support." "Thanks, Val. I couldn't ask for a better fan," "he says sincerely, giving your hand another squeeze before releasing it."

"As Noah and Vince burst into the room, Alex chuckles at their exuberance, greeting them with a grin." "Thanks, guys! And yeah, Val here is definitely more entertaining than you two," "he teases, shooting them a playful glare."

"He watches with amusement as Vince compliments you, his expression amused." "Alright, easy there, Vince," "he says with a chuckle." "Val's off-limits, remember? Hands off."

"He gives you an apologetic look as Noah and Vince continue to banter, appreciating your patience with his teammates." "Sorry about them. They're a couple of clowns, but they mean well," "he says with a smile." "And thanks for being so understanding."

"Alex raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as he meets your teasing gaze." "Oh, is that so?" "he responds, his tone laced with mock seriousness." "Well, in that case, I suppose I'll have to challenge Vince to a duel for your honor."

"He leans in closer, his eyes twinkling with amusement." "But fair warning, I fight dirty," "he adds with a mischievous grin, enjoying the banter." "So Vince better watch out."

"Despite his playful demeanor, there's a subtle warmth in his gaze as he looks at you, appreciating the easy rapport and teasing exchange between the two of you."

"Alex chuckles at your teasing remark, his emerald eyes sparkling with amusement." "Hey now, don't let this charming smile fool you," "he says with a wink." "I've got a few tricks up my sleeve."

"He leans back in his chair, a playful grin still lingering on his lips." "But you're right, I try to keep it friendly... most of the time," "he admits with a chuckle." "Though I suppose I'd make an exception for anyone trying to steal my good luck charm."

"His gaze softens as he looks at you, his affection for you evident in his eyes." "Seriously though, Val, you're too kind. I'm just lucky to have you by my side."

"As you thank him and give him a peck on the cheek, Alex's heart skips a beat, warmth flooding his chest at the sweet gesture. He watches you walk towards your apartment, a fond smile on his lips as he waits to make sure you get inside safely."

"However, his smile falters when he sees you trip over a crack in the sidewalk and fall. Without a second thought, he quickly jumps out of the car and rushes over to where you're sitting, concern written all over his face." "Val! Are you okay?" "he asks, kneeling down beside you and gently reaching for your ankle to assess the damage." "Let me take a look."

"Alex winces in sympathy as he sees you struggle to put weight on your sprained ankle. He steadies you with a supportive arm around your waist as you stand on your good ankle, his expression filled with concern."

"Hey, it's okay, accidents happen," "he reassures you, his voice gentle." "Let's get you inside first, and then we can figure out what to do next."

He carefully helps you hop towards the entrance of the apartment building, his strong arm providing stability as you navigate the steps. Once inside, he guides you to a nearby bench, making sure you're seated comfortably before crouching down in front of you.*

"Alright, Val, here's the plan," "he says, his tone reassuring." "I'll go get your things from your apartment and bring them down here. Then I'll take you to my place. You can crash there tonight, and I'll take care of you until your ankle feels better. How does that sound?"

"He offers you a warm smile, wanting to make sure you're taken care of." "You don't have to worry about a thing. I've got you."

"Alex gently interrupts you with a reassuring smile, his emerald eyes warm with sincerity." "Val, it's not a problem at all. Taking care of you is the least I can do after all the times you've been there for me," "he says earnestly." "Plus, I won't take no for an answer. Consider it payback for all those times you've cheered me on at games."

"He stands up and offers you his hand." "So, what do you say? Ready to let me play nurse for a change?" "he asks with a playful grin, eager to help you despite the situation."

Alex nods reassuringly as you list the items you need, his expression gentle and understanding. "Don't worry, Val, I'll make sure to grab everything you need," he says with a reassuring smile before heading up to your apartment.

Once inside, Alex moves with purpose, determined to gather your belongings quickly and efficiently. He heads straight for your bedroom, his gaze scanning the room as he locates your dresser and closet. With practiced ease, he begins selecting the items you listed, careful to gather everything you might need.

As he opens your dresser drawer to retrieve your underwear and bras, he can't help but notice the array of lacy thongs and delicate bras neatly folded inside. A faint blush tinges his cheeks at the realization of what he's doing, but he quickly brushes it off with a self-deprecating chuckle.

After gathering your clothes, toothbrush, makeup bag, and phone charger, Alex double-checks to make sure he hasn't missed anything. Satisfied that he has everything you need, he carefully packs everything into a bag, making sure nothing gets wrinkled or damaged.

With your belongings in hand, Alex heads back downstairs, a warm smile on his lips as he rejoins you on the bench. "Got everything you need," he says, holding out the bag for you to take. "Ready to head to my place?"

"Alex catches you as you stumble, his strong arms wrapping around you to steady you. Concern flashes in his emerald eyes as he supports you, his voice gentle." "Careful there, Val. Let me help you."

He carefully scoops you up bridal style, carrying you towards his car. Once you're settled inside, he starts the engine and drives towards his penthouse, his expression filled with determination to take care of you.

As you mention not having been to his new place, he chuckles softly, a hint of pride in his voice.* "Yeah, it's not too shabby," "he admits with a grin." "But don't worry, I'll give you the grand tour once we get there."

Throughout the drive, Alex keeps a watchful eye on you, making sure you're comfortable and not in too much pain. He knows you're trying to put on a brave face, but he can see the discomfort in your eyes, and he's determined to make you feel better as soon as possible.

Alex pulls up to his penthouse, the sleek modern building rising tall and impressive in the heart of the city. The entrance is marked by a set of glass double doors that slide open as he approaches, revealing a pristine marble lobby.

The elevators are located straight ahead, their mirrored surfaces gleaming in the light. Alex leads you inside, punching in a code on the keypad to access the penthouse level.

As the doors slide open again, you're greeted by the opulence of Alex's home. The main living space is open-concept, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering an incredible view of the skyline. The decor is minimalist but elegant, with sleek leather furniture and tasteful artwork adorning the walls.

Off to one side, a fully-stocked bar catches your eye, while on the other side, a modern kitchen with state-of-the-art appliances awaits. A large flat-screen TV dominates one wall, while a plush white rug and matching throw pillows add warmth and comfort to the living room.

A hallway off to the side leads to the bedrooms, each more luxurious than the last. Alex leads you towards the master suite, opening the door to reveal a king-size bed dressed in crisp white linens, surrounded by rich mahogany furnishings. A pair of French doors lead out to a balcony, offering another breathtaking view of the city.

"Welcome to my humble abode," "Alex says with a grin, setting down your bag and turning to face you." "I hope you're comfortable here."

Alex watches you with a fond smile as you take in the breathtaking view from the balcony, the cityscape stretching out before you in all its glory. He leans against the railing beside you, enjoying the sight of your excitement.

"Yeah, it's not too shabby, huh?" "he remarks with a chuckle, his gaze following yours as he takes in the panoramic view." "I never get tired of this view. It's one of the perks of living up here."

He joins you at the railing, his gaze sweeping over the cityscape as he basks in the beauty of the moment. Despite the circumstances that brought you here, he can't help but feel grateful for the opportunity to spend time with you in such a stunning setting.

"I'm glad you like it," "he says softly, his tone sincere." "Feel free to make yourself at home, Val. Anything you need, just let me know."

Alex chuckles at your teasing, a playful glint in his emerald eyes as he leans against the railing beside you. "Believe it or not, Val, I'm a one-woman kind of guy," "he says with a grin, his tone affectionate." "Blonde bombshell Bulgarian models may be nice to look at, but they've got nothing on a certain brunette bombshell nurse."

He winks at you, his smile warm and genuine as he nudges you playfully with his elbow. "Besides, who needs a blonde bombshell when I've got my childhood best friend right here?" "he adds with a playful smirk." "You're way more fun to hang out with, anyway."

Alex chuckles at your self-deprecating remark, shaking his head in amusement. "Hey now, don't sell yourself short, Val," "he says with a grin, his tone warm and reassuring." "You may not realize it, but you've got plenty of bombshell qualities. And as for the clumsiness, well, let's just say it adds to your charm."

He nudges you back gently, his smile widening at your playful demeanor. "Glad to hear you think I'm fun to hang out with," "he says with a wink." "Because I have a feeling we're going to be spending a lot of time together while that ankle heals."

With a playful grin, he gestures towards the door leading back inside. "But first things first, let's get you settled in. How about I show you to your room?"

Alex chuckles at your reaction, holding you securely in his arms as he carries you towards the guest room. He gently sets you down on the plush bed before taking a step back to admire the room.

The guest room is tastefully decorated, with soft neutral tones and accents of pale blue that give it a serene and welcoming atmosphere. A large window lets in plenty of natural light, offering a view of the city below.

The bed is adorned with crisp white linens and fluffy pillows, inviting you to sink into its comfort. A bedside table with a lamp sits on either side of the bed, providing a warm glow in the evening.

A spacious closet stands against one wall, offering plenty of room to hang your clothes and store your belongings. A dresser sits opposite the bed, its drawers empty and waiting to be filled with your things.

Overall, the room exudes a sense of calm and relaxation, a perfect retreat for you to rest and recuperate while your ankle heals.

"What do you think?" "Alex asks, his expression hopeful as he watches you take in the room." "I hope it's to your liking."

Alex returns your gaze, his emerald eyes warm and filled with a tenderness that sends a shiver down your spine. He smiles softly at you, his heart skipping a beat at the closeness between you.

"Tomorrow?" "he repeats, his voice slightly husky as he tries to focus on the conversation." "Well, I've got practice in the morning, but I should be free in the afternoon. Maybe we could watch a movie or something? Unless you have other plans, of course."

He shifts slightly, his arms still around you as he waits for your response, the air between you charged with a subtle tension that neither of you can ignore.

Alex's heart races at the thought of spending the day with you tomorrow, his mind already buzzing with excitement. He nods eagerly, a bright smile lighting up his face as he meets your gaze.

"Yeah, tomorrow sounds perfect," "he says, his voice warm and sincere." "I'll swing by after practice and we can figure out what to do from there. Maybe we can even order in some food and have a little mini movie marathon."

He takes a step closer to you, his gaze soft as he reaches out to gently tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "I'm looking forward to it," "he adds softly, his thumb brushing against your cheek in a tender gesture." "Get some rest, Val. And if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me, okay?"

Alex paces his room restlessly, unable to shake the images of you from his mind. He can't help but feel drawn to you in a way he's never experienced before, and the intensity of his desire is almost overwhelming.

As he sits down on his bed, his hand instinctively moving towards his crotch, he knows he can't deny his feelings any longer. He needs release, and he needs it now.

Gripping his cock firmly, Alex begins to stroke himself, his mind filled with fantasies of you. The thought of your body beneath him, of your soft skin pressed against his, drives him wild with need.

He imagines the taste of your lips, the scent of your hair, the feel of your body writhing beneath him in pleasure. As he picks up the pace, his breathing becomes ragged and he groans out loud, lost in the sensations coursing through his body.

Finally, with a strangled cry, he comes hard, his orgasm washing over him like a wave. He collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily, his heart racing with an intensity that leaves him feeling both exhilarated and terrified.

As he catches his breath, he realizes that things between you will never be the same again. And as much as he wants to bury his feelings deep down inside, he knows he can't pretend anymore.

He has to tell you how he feels.

Meanwhile, Alex returns home from practice, his mind buzzing with thoughts of you. He can't wait to see you again and spend the day together, but as he walks into the kitchen, the sight that greets him stops him in his tracks.

There you are, standing in his kitchen wearing nothing but a silk robe, your hair tousled and your cheeks flushed from the heat of the oven. The scent of freshly baked lemon bars fills the air, mingling with the tantalizing aroma of your perfume.

For a moment, Alex can't tear his gaze away from you, his heart pounding in his chest as desire courses through his veins. He can't believe how beautiful you look, how effortlessly you've managed to captivate him with your presence.

As he takes in the sight of you, he feels a surge of warmth and affection wash over him, a feeling so intense it takes his breath away. And in that moment, he knows what he has to do.

Gathering his courage, he steps forward, "Val," he says softly, his voice filled with emotion. "There's something I need to tell you."

Alex chuckles at your reaction, his heart swelling with affection as he watches you tease him. He opens his mouth obediently, allowing you to feed him a piece of the lemon bar.

As he takes a bite, his taste buds explode with flavor, and he can't help but let out a moan of pleasure. "Wow, Val, these are amazing," he says between bites, his eyes lighting up with delight. "You really outdid yourself."

He listens as you ramble on about your improvisations in the kitchen, a fond smile playing on his lips as he watches the way your eyes light up with excitement. He's filled with a sense of warmth and gratitude, overwhelmed by the depth of his feelings for you.

But as you chatter on, he knows he can't keep his feelings hidden any longer. Taking a deep breath, he interrupts you gently, his voice filled with sincerity.

"Val, there's something I need to tell you," he says, his tone serious but tender. "I know this might seem sudden, but... I've realized that I have feelings for you. More than just friendship, I mean."

He pauses, his heart pounding in his chest as he waits for your response, unsure of what to expect. But deep down, he knows that he can't keep his feelings hidden any longer. He has to take the risk, to lay his heart on the line and hope that you feel the same way.

Alex takes a deep breath, steeling himself for your reaction. He meets your gaze, his emerald eyes filled with vulnerability as he tries to find the right words to express his feelings.

"I mean... I care about you, Val," he says earnestly, his voice soft but filled with conviction. "More than just as a friend. I've been thinking about it a lot lately, and... I realize that I have feelings for you. Romantic feelings."

He reaches out to gently cup your cheek, his touch tender and affectionate. "I understand if this comes as a shock, and I don't want to pressure you into anything," he continues, his voice gentle but determined. "I just needed to tell you how I feel. Because... I can't keep pretending anymore."

He searches your eyes, silently pleading for understanding and acceptance, his heart laid bare before you. He knows that this is a risk, that he's risking their friendship by confessing his feelings, but he can't deny the truth any longer. He has to be honest with himself, and with you.

Alex's heart breaks at the sight of your tears, and he reaches out to pull you into a tight embrace. "Shh, Val, it's okay," he murmurs softly, his voice filled with warmth and affection. "I don't want to lose you either. And I know that this is a risk."

He pulls back slightly, taking your face in his hands as he looks deep into your eyes. "But... I can't help the way I feel," he says earnestly, his voice low but steady. "And I don't want to hide my feelings from you anymore. Whatever happens, we can deal with it together. As long as we're honest with each other, I know we can make this work."

He pauses, searching your eyes for any sign of understanding or acceptance. "Val, I love you," he says softly, his heart racing with emotion. "As more than just a friend. I've loved you for a long time now, and I know that this might be a lot to take in. But... I had to tell you. Because... I can't keep pretending."

Alex nods, his heart pounding in his chest as he meets your gaze with unwavering sincerity. "Yes, Val," he says softly, his voice filled with emotion. "I love you. I've loved you for as long as I can remember."

He takes a step closer to you, his hand reaching out to gently brush away your tears. "I know this might be overwhelming, and I don't expect you to feel the same way right away," he continues, his voice gentle but earnest. "But... I needed to tell you. Because I can't keep pretending anymore. I can't keep hiding how I feel."

He searches your eyes, silently pleading for understanding and acceptance. "Whatever you decide, Val, I'll respect it," he says softly, his voice filled with love and devotion. "But I couldn't keep this from you any longer. Because... you mean everything to me."

Alex's heart soars as he feels your response to his kiss, the warmth of your lips against his sending sparks of electricity coursing through his veins. He deepens the kiss, his hands moving to caress your cheeks tenderly as he loses himself in the taste and feel of you.

Every touch, every sigh, every movement feels like magic, like a dream come true. He can't believe this is happening, that you're here in his arms, responding to his kiss with such passion and desire.

As he feels your arms wrap around his neck and your legs around his torso, he lifts you effortlessly onto the kitchen counter, his body pressing against yours with a hunger that borders on desperation.

His tongue explores the depths of your mouth, tasting you, savoring you, as he loses himself in the sensation of being with you. It feels like time stands still, like nothing else matters except this moment, this connection between the two of you.

He breaks the kiss reluctantly, his forehead resting against yours as he tries to catch his breath. "Val," he murmurs softly, his voice filled with love and reverence. "I love you so much. And I want to be with you, in every way possible. But only if you feel the same way. I don't want to pressure you into anything."

Alex's heart swells with joy and relief as he hears your words, his eyes sparkling with emotion. "Val," he says softly, his voice filled with love and adoration, "I could never lose you. You mean too much to me."

He gently lowers you to the ground, his hands caressing your body with a tenderness that fills him with desire. "I want you, Val," he says earnestly, his eyes locked with yours. "In every way possible. And I promise, we'll take things at your pace. I just... I can't hold back any longer."

Alex's heart pounds with desire as he takes in the sight of your exposed skin, his hands gently caressing your breasts through the fabric of your bra. He can't help but marvel at the beauty before him, the curve of your body, the warmth of your skin under his touch.

He kisses and licks your collarbone, his teeth grazing your skin lightly as he moves lower. He can hear your moans, feel the way your body trembles beneath his touch, and it only fuels his desire for you.

With a soft growl, he slides the straps of your bra off your shoulders, exposing your breasts to his hungry gaze. His tongue flicks out to taste the sweetness of your skin, his lips closing around your nipple to suck gently.

His fingers trail down your body, over the smooth curve of your belly, until they reach the waistband of your panties. He slips them down your legs, letting them fall to the ground, leaving you completely exposed to him.

Alex looks up at you, his eyes filled with lust and desire. "You're beautiful, Val," he says breathlessly, his voice low and husky. "And I want you so much."

Alex's eyes widen with desire as he takes in the sight of your glistening pussy, his breath catching in his throat at the sight of your arousal. He can't help but groan with pleasure, the sound vibrating through his chest as he looks up at you with hungry eyes.

He lowers his head between your legs, his tongue darting out to taste you. He moans against your skin, the sound sending waves of pleasure through your body. His hands grip your thighs, holding you open as he explores every inch of your wetness with his tongue.

His fingers slip inside you, curling and pressing against your sensitive spots as he continues to lick and suck at your clit. He can hear your moans of pleasure, and it only spurs him on, making him want to bring you to the edge and then push you over it.

"You taste so good, Val," he murmurs against your skin, his voice filled with desire. "I want to make you come, baby. I want to hear you scream my name."

Alex's heart pounds with excitement and desire as he hears your cries of pleasure, his tongue never stopping its relentless assault on your clit. He can taste the sweetness of your arousal, mixed with the faint tang of your release as it spills over his tongue.

His fingers pump in and out of you, curling and pressing against your most sensitive spots as he drives you towards your climax. He moans against your wet folds, his voice vibrating through your body as he continues to pleasure you.

When he finally hears your cry of release, he doesn't slow down, but instead redoubles his efforts, licking and sucking at your clit as your body trembles with the force of your orgasm. He can feel your thighs clamping down on his head, but he doesn't care. All he cares about is bringing you pleasure, making you come undone beneath him.

As your climax begins to subside, Alex slowly pulls away from your throbbing core, his lips leaving a trail of wet kisses along your inner thighs. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with lust and desire as he watches your body shake with aftershocks.

"You're incredible, Val," he murmurs breathlessly, his voice filled with awe and admiration. "I can't get enough of you."

Alex's eyes darken with desire as he watches you struggle with the buckle of his belt, his body aching with need for you. He can't resist any longer, and with a low growl, he reaches down and unbuckles the belt himself, letting it fall to the ground.

He looks up at you, his hands sliding up your legs to grip your hips as he pulls you closer. "I want you too, Val," he murmurs huskily, his voice filled with longing. "Let me show you how much."

Without wasting another moment, he slides his pants down along with his boxers, revealing his throbbing erection. He positions himself between your legs, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he slowly pushes into you.

The feeling is intense, overwhelming even, as he fills you completely. His eyes lock with yours as he begins to move, his thrusts slow and deep at first as he takes his time to savor the sensation of being inside you.

As he picks up speed, his movements become more frenzied, driven by the desire burning within him. He moans softly with each thrust, the sound muffled by your lips as he kisses you deeply.

"You feel so good, Val," he breathes against your lips, his voice thick with arousal. "I'm going to make you come again."

Alex's body trembles with excitement as he hears your cries of pleasure, feeling the way your body clenches around his throbbing cock with each thrust. His hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you closer to him with every movement as he drives himself deeper and deeper into your dripping pussy.

He can feel your nails digging into his back, and it only spurs him on, making him want to take you harder and faster. He leans down, capturing your lips in a fiery kiss as he continues to pound into you, his hips moving in a steady rhythm that leaves you both panting and moaning in pleasure.

His fingers tangle in your hair, pulling gently as he claims your mouth in a passionate kiss. He can taste the sweetness of your arousal on your tongue, and it only makes him want to ravish you even more.

"You like that, baby?" he growls against your lips, his voice filled with lust and desire. "Do you want me to fuck you even harder?"

Alex's eyes darken with desire as he hears your pleas, his movements growing even more frenzied as he takes you harder and faster. His hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you closer to him with each thrust as he drives himself deeper into your dripping pussy.

He can feel the way your body trembles beneath his touch, the way your muscles clench around his cock as he pounds into you relentlessly. He moans softly with each thrust, the sound muffled by your lips as he kisses you deeply.

His fingers tangle in your hair, pulling gently as he continues to claim your mouth in a passionate kiss. He can taste the sweetness of your arousal on your tongue, and it only makes him want to ravish you even more.

"You're so fucking tight, Val," he growls against your lips, his voice filled with lust and desire. "I can't get enough of you."

Alex's body trembles with pleasure as he feels your walls clench around his cock, triggering his own release. He groans loudly, his hips thrusting hard and fast into you as he pours himself inside of you, filling you completely with his hot cum.

He can barely form coherent thoughts as he rides out his orgasm, the waves of pleasure crashing over him like a tidal wave. His arms wrap tightly around you, holding you close as he continues to pulsate inside of you, filling you with his seed.

When at last he comes down from his high, he pulls out of you slowly, his eyes filled with love and affection for the beautiful woman beneath him. He gently places a kiss on your lips, savoring the sweetness of your taste mixed with the lingering hint of your arousal.

"You're incredible, Val," he murmurs softly, his voice filled with warmth and adoration. "I love you so much."