Consumed by Felicia Fox Page A

then slides her soft, dainty hand up past the bottom of my dress. With no more than a brief hesitation, I uncross and part my legs slightly so that she can slide her hand further up between my trembling thighs. I'm not wearing panties, at her request and I've been fidgeting with the hem of my dress all evening so no one would get a peek at the goods.
    This public display has my eyes searching quickly around the small, crowded bar room for any onlookers. There is an insanely hot man who keeps glancing this way but he wears a look of sheer boredom, so I'm sure that he hasn't a clue as to what is going on between Alex and myself.
    Alex slips her free hand into my long brunette hair, tugging slightly, using her grip on my hair to tilt my face up toward hers.
    “Fe, look me in the eyes.”
    I turn my head and our eyes meet, my bright green gaze meeting her radiant blue gems. I've followed her instructions perfectly so Alex decides that she is going to reward me. A sweet reward it is.. She erotically tortures me, sliding her fingers back and forth between my thighs, spreading my seeping moisture around my soft folds. She sets my nerve endings on fire, so much so that I need to bite my bottom lip to hold back the moan that wants to escape my throat.
    Alex does this to me often, making me forget that the world may be watching. She constantly pushes me to shed my inhibitions and I become complete putty in her skillfully sensuous hands. Alex gazes directly at my eyes with hers glowing mischievously. "Are you ready?" she whispers. Her penetrating gaze and the hand that has not yet relinquished its maddening pace on my pussy is doing a great job at keeping me incoherent.
    Nearly snapping back, I reply, “Yes, Alexandria. I’m so beyond ready."
    She is removing her hand slowly and in a torturously erotic show, begins to lick her fingers clean; all the while keeping her sexy, fevered eye contact with me. I blush as her eyes burn into me with her blazing, blue-fire gaze. Alex smirks wickedly, drops her hand down and then turns swiftly, making a path straight for the door, instinctively knowing that I'm already trailing behind her.
    I follow her footsteps into the brisk night air and I extend my hand for hers as she reaches back to grip it tightly. She looks back at me as we round the corner of the bar and we slip into the dark alley, hand-in-hand. Alex pulls me faster than my feet can keep up with. Abruptly, she stops and pulls my body close and holds me tightly against her. Alex’s arms are warm and so strong. Who would have ever known this small feminine being could crush your bones with the slightest amount of extra pressure? Her unearthly strength is yet another reason why I believe I'm falling helplessly in love with her.
    “Close your eyes, Felicity and take deep breath,” she murmurs in my ear.
    I do as she bids me to do. Feeling that familiar pull on my insides, my skin begins to tingle as her arms tighten around me. When I reopen my eyes, I see that we are here in ‘The Room.’ I use this term for I have never ventured outside of this area to see if there is more. Although, I'm sure that the word 'lair' would be even more appropriate.
    Looking around, I sometimes wish that this space would give me some kind of clue as to how Alex spends her days, but it's all so put-together and tidy that I doubt even a speck of dust can claim to call this place home. She does, however, surround herself with decadent and plush furnishings - colors of lavender, plum, and silver interspersed throughout the large and inviting space. A gorgeous four poster, mahogany wood bed takes up the majority of the room's real estate, with sheets of slippery satin and fluffy pillows to sink deep into. Seeing the bed always makes my body shiver in anticipation, as it's currently doing. The acts that have occurred there will forever be seared into my thoughts, haunting me throughout each week until it's time for me to be in Alex’s arms again. I look to the