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[takecourage]

Sometimes, Alex pays the nanny to stay at either Black Elm or the apartment in town with Edie so that she can get stoned. She gets stoned because it takes the edge off, and it stops her being tempted by other, worse things. Tonight, she's at Black Elm, stretched out on the sofa in the sunroom with the french windows open to the night, her weed pen between her fingers. Her phone buzzes between her tits. It's a text from Lee, asking if she's busy.

sure. You want to get stoned and make out? I'll show you my ballroom.

She sends him a pin for Black Elm's location and a selfie.

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[takecourage]

"Oh, my God," says Alex, squirming between him and the sticky sheets. "You dick."

It does feel fucking good, though, and she doesn't fight him too hard.

[atehimrightup]

Lee all but cackles, pinning her down and grabbing one of her arms as she squirms, pinning it up over her head as he finally shifts his focus to his own pleasure, fucking her hard and letting out a low groan.

He slams his hips forward as he comes, gritting his teeth and grunting as he shudders above her, cock pulsing as he empties inside of her.

“Fuck,” he says breathlessly, dropping onto his elbow above her, head pressed to the back of her shoulder.

[takecourage]

He pins her down and comes, hot and liquid, in her ass, and it's so deeply hot she can't complain, even if he is fucking her on her own mess.

"Jesus," she says, finally. "I didn't even know how badly I needed that."

[atehimrightup]

Lee chuckles and gives Alex’s back a playful nip, kissing the spot before sitting up and easing his cock out of her slowly. He rocks back onto his haunches and slides his hands up the back of her still trembling thighs, watching as his cone begins to leak out of her. It’s safe to say that his porno goals have all been reached.

“Any time you need to relieve some stress,” Lee offers in an amused, low rumble. He tips his head as his come rolls down toward her cunt, then leans down to lick it from her skin, tasting the chemical tang of lube more than himself. “You just give me a call. Happy to help.”

[takecourage]

She's half expecting it, but Alex still groans softly at the sensation of his tongue against her.

"Deal," she says, pushing onto her back. "I need to shower. There's two bathrooms if you want one, too." She sits up. "I can grab you towels."

[atehimrightup]

Lee chuckles at how quickly she snaps out of it and rolls away, nodding as he licks his lips and swings his legs off of the bed. He stands and then quirks a brow at her, gesturing at the slick and glistening length of him.

“Yeah, I need a shower. You’re all over me,” he says with a a grin that’s just a little bit smug. “I really should have counted. You think we hit double digits?”

[takecourage]

"I honestly have no fucking idea," says Alex, stretching both arms over her head. "I do know that I never actually got around to showing you the ballroom." She pushes up off the bed. "Come on. I'll show you."

It's a relief, actually, that after all that filth, still naked and sticky, they can slip back into this so easily.

[atehimrightup]

“Wait, really?” Lee asks with a laugh, but he follows her as she heads toward the room’s exit, all naked and wet. He lets his gaze sweep over her, because he’s a man with eyes, but it’s surprisingly easy to switch it all off. “Right now?”

He shrugs and follows after her, glancing around and trying to remember where the bell he left his pants. “This must be one hell of a ballroom. I actually don’t think I have ever been in any ballroom.”

[takecourage]

"Sure," says Alex, glancing over her shoulder. "It's on the way to the bathroom, anyway. And it's more of a gym than a ballroom, now, so don't get excited."

Black Elm's ballroom is still almost exactly as it's master left it -- lined with gym equipment that, now, is mostly gathering dust. Alex runs on the treadmill, sometimes, but she never touches the waits.

"Sometimes, you can still see what this place used to be," she says, a sad, unreadable note in her tone.

[atehimrightup]

Lee glances into the room and going by what he sees and the tone in her voice, it’s not hard for him to realize who mostly used this room. He doesn’t want to dismiss her feelings, but he’s here to distract her.

“It’s the nicest ballroom I’ve ever seen,” he assures her as he puts his hands on her shoulders and steers her away.

“Showers,” he reminds her, smirking a bit. “You’re dripping all over the floor.”

[takecourage]

"Ugh, you're fucking gross," she says, and she doesn't dignify him by checking. She walks down the corridor ahead of him, knowing that it's a good view, and opens a door.

"Bathroom. The controls are pretty self explanatory and the towels on the rail are clean.

She leans up and presses a kiss to his cheek. "I haven't been fucked that well in a while."

[atehimrightup]

He smiles at the kiss and wraps her arms around her slim waist, hugging her and lifting her off of her feet for a moment. He’s so fond of her, but it’s not romantic at all. It’s an unfamiliar feeling, but he’s certainly not mad at it.

“I am glad to be of service,” he says with a smile, setting her down and kissing her forehead. “Anytime.”

He lets go of her and takes a step backward toward the bathroom. “You want me to let myself out after I’m done?”

[takecourage]

"Does it make me an asshole if I say yes?" says Alex. "I need to be in the shower for a while and then I really ought to change the sheets. Otherwise, I'll forget they're there." She smiles. "There's like...body wash and shampoo and stuff. Use anything you need."

[atehimrightup]

“No, it’s fine,” Lee assures her with a chuckle, winking teasingly. “You must be very tired.”

He nods and then looks over his shoulder, then back at her again. “Where are the sheets? I’ll change them before I leave.”

[takecourage]

"No, you won't," she says, leaning into the bathroom to grab a battered silk robe from the back of the door and slipping it on, wrapping herself loosely. "But I kind of love that you offered." She turns to go. "I'll text you next time I need to get railed."

She'll text him before that. They both know it.

[atehimrightup]

Lee huffs a laugh but doesn’t argue, leaning against the doorframe as he watches her leave.

“I’ll clear my schedule,” Lee assures her solemnly, tilting his head a little to watch her go, shaking his head with find amusement as he turns to head into the bathroom.

What a life he’s living.