Taylor was standing a short distance away, staring at her utterly naked body in the mirrored closet door. "I am fucking hot," she declared in amazement.
"I know. Turns out I've always known," Alex chuckled.
"No, I mean look at me."
"I'm really looking at you."
"I had a bit of a belly. Just yesterday. My legs weren't this toned. And my butt was flatter. I've got like a perfect, tight bubble butt now. Look at me!"
"I am. I always thought you were really beautiful, Taylor."
"Okay, maybe I was cute, but not like this. I could be in movies just because I'm this hot. I wouldn't even have to be able to act."
"Glad you're setting your personal standards high there."
"God, I'm getting turned on again just looking at myself."
"You really haven't changed that much at all, but if you're that into yourself, I'd hate to get between you and you," Alex smirked.
Taylor laughed at his comment and at herself. She finally tore her eyes off the mirror to look at him. "I sound really stupid, don't I?"
He shrugged. "I'd do you. My girlfriend would do you, too. Hell, if you want, I can have Lorelei change herself to look just like you and then it'll be like having sex with yourself. If I was you I'd think that was really fun."
She laughed again. "Wow, can she really do that?"
"Apparently. I haven't asked her to do anything like that, though. I guess it takes some effort or energy or something and she's not really completely recovered from the way I found her."
Taylor stepped close to him, unwrapping him from the bathrobe. "As long as you're not having her look like me when you can have the real thing," she grinned.
"I'm really glad you came."
"Over and over and over," she smirked, and soon his cock was in her playful hands again.
"Yeah, that, too."
"What to do with this next," Taylor mused to herself, looking down while he reached up to caress her arms and shoulders. She pulled him closer, slipping his dick under and across the wet lips between her legs to tease them both. "We've got a lot to talk about, don't we?" she murmured.
"We do." Alex's tongue twitched at the sensations she was putting him through. His eyes fluttered. "But you're driving me crazy with this."
"Same here," she breathed. "How...how do you and Lorelei ever find time to talk about anything? How do you not just have sex all the time?"
"I thought we were going to talk about us?"
"Hey, I slept with her, too. And will again from the sounds of things. It's not like I can't see how serious you two are. She's part of what there is with us. I really like being with you both. No reason to be shy about it," Taylor said, now close enough to him to whisper her words into his ear. "So how do you handle the tension?"
She was driving him nuts. "We...uh...pretty much just give in whenever we feel the need and...tuh, talk...when we've c-calmed down."
Taylor shuddered. "That sounds awesome. Can you show me?"
With that, Alex slipped one hand down her leg to lift it up above his hip and managed to slowly drive into her where they stood. Taylor was perfectly cooperative, holding onto his shoulders and letting out noises of approval as he penetrated her, then gripped her ass to lift her while she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He didn't have to hold her upright long, nor did he intend to. The couple was right next to the bed, where Alex quickly knelt and laid her down on her back. She held onto him tightly, urging him on into a frenzied missionary position. They fucked with grunts and gasps of affection. All she wanted was his cock buried insider her while she held him close.
"Don't stop," she eventually gasped. "Don't stop. Not even if I cum. Just don't stop."
Alex was entirely happy to give her what she asked for. By the time she had said so, she was very near climax. Alex kept up his pace, endlessly thrusting into the lovely girl even as she tightened around him in every way and began the erratic breathing and involuntary contractions of climax. "Cum for me, Alex," she whimpered as her body went out of control. "Cum for me. Cum with me."
He couldn't resist. He relentlessly fucked her even as his cock erupted within her to the sound of her joyous appreciation. When her spasms abated and he finally stopped flowing, they stretched out on the bed and against one another with hardly a pause in their mutually possessive motion. The only difference was that Taylor then grabbed Alex by the hair with both hands, pulling his head back so they could look hungrily into one another's eyes while they fucked toward and through a second glorious pair of nearly simultaneous orgasms.
They panted together, still watching one another's faces as they were both overtaken by shameless grins. "So amazing," Taylor said finally.
"Yeah, you are."
"I meant you. You're still...wow. I can feel how hard you still are. So big. God, this is so great."
"At your service, anytime," Alex huffed. She looked at him coyly, and he corrected, "Okay, maybe not any time, but I'll be as accommodating as I can."
Taylor took a long, happy breath. She stretched against him, smiling, feeling very physically contended. "I'm really glad you went shopping for lingerie," she said.
"I never even bought any," he chuckled.
"I'd be happy to help you on a return trip, sir," Taylor said in her best salesgirl voice, then laughed. "Okay, so...we've gotta talk about this. I really, really like you. This. Us. But are you okay if we're not a full-on couple?"
"Yes. Are you?"
"I'm here, aren't I?" Taylor smirked at him suspiciously. "Anyway. You. How many other girls so far?"
Alex blinked. Taylor had very pointedly not let him off of her or out of her body. In fact, she squeezed a little as he considered his answer. "Lorelei and your boss and you and Jocelyn. And Onyx."
Taylor snorted. "You slept with someone with a name like Onyx?" she grinned. When he nodded, she lifted her head up and kissed him again encouragingly. "Is there anyone else?"
"Rachel. I haven't slept with her, but we've kissed. There's something there. I think that one might be really serious, too."
"Your guardian angel?" He nodded again, and she just shook her head in amazement. "You talk to your guardian angel. That's gotta be crazy. This whole deal is crazy. You're crazy for not being made crazy by it!"
"It's sinking in now, isn't it?"
"Yeah, kinda. How do you deal with it?"
Alex frowned, pondering for a moment. Taylor's hands caressed his back, and her hips slowly shifted a little to the left and the right to indulge them both in the sensation of having him buried inside her. "I just keep thinking that I couldn't stand going back. I was in that chapel, and they were getting hurt, and I figured I'd rather die than just leave them there. And with everything that's happened since, I just know I couldn't possibly stand backing down from the good anymore than I could back down from the bad."
"Like those guys at the mall," Taylor suggested softly.
"Yeah, I guess. Not like that was all me, though," he reminded her. "You didn't exactly cower in a corner."
She didn't let him change the subject. "I wish I had known you were this ballsy back in high school. If I did you could of been balls deep in me then."
Alex shrugged. "Nothing this crazy happened then. But it's not like that would've made all the difference. I really was a spazz back then."
"Was? Back then?" Taylor grinned. It hung there a moment before she laughed at him. Then she cried out in pleasure and joy as he thrust mercilessly into her welcoming cunt over and over. Alex pushed her hands out above her head, keeping her spread-eagled before him as he reduced her to happy moans and gasps. He kissed her, enjoying the warm and wet reception her mouth offered as he assaulted her sex until she came again.
"You know that's not...that's not a good way to make me not make fun of you?" Taylor groaned eventually. Though she was weak and trembling, she made what little effort she could to keep him on top of her.
He complied with her wishes. "I know," he smiled, kissing her again.
"Mmmhhh, what were we talking about again?"
"Who else I've slept with or might have something going on with," Alex reminded her. He trailed kisses along her neck. "But we can talk about other things if you like. Seems like it's not very romantic. Endearing. Whatever we're being right now."
Again, Taylor stretched against him, pushing her breasts against his chest as her back arched. "You heard what Lorelei said. You've already got one girlfriend and she wants you to have more, and you've got no reason not to." She giggled at a random thought. "Oh God. 'Conquests.' I can totally see you in a smoking jacket in your trophy room showing off all the panties mounted on your wall." She affected a deep, fake English accent. "'And I claimed this one in Hawaii. She nearly gave me the slip, but in the end, I had her!'"
Alex laughed, burying his face in the pillow at her shoulder. "Jesus if I ever get like that please shoot me. I so do not want to be Relentless Arrogant Seducer Dude. That's just creepy."
"I think you're fine. But seriously. You're gonna be so rockstar your bitches will have bitches."
"I don't think of anyone as bitches or whores," Alex said.
Taylor smiled at that and kissed him. "I know you don't. I'm here right now and I know everything and all I feel is happy and appreciated and spoiled and loved. I don't feel pressured. It's my choice, and I choose to be here because it's fucking wonderful. So I can either drop you in a jealous huff, or I can admit that there's something kind of sexy about you turning into such a stud. At least you're not doing it behind my back. Or anyone else's, right?"
Alex shook his head. "They all know. Onyx has someone else. Audrey and Jocelyn were strictly casual. Rachel can apparently see me anytime I'm not with Lorelei. She says angels don't feel jealousy."
At that, Taylor snorted and waved to the open air. "Hi, Rachel!" she called out. "Fuck him! I did! It's great!" Alex's eyes bugged out of his head with shock, which left Taylor cackling with laughter.
"Don't joke about that!" he said, grinning but also mortified. "I'm not kidding! I have no idea when she's watching and when she's not."
Taylor was still laughing. "Oh man. Alex, that's not a bodyguard, that's a stalker."
"Maybe, if you think your stalker's awesome." He looked around the empty room. "I'm probably gonna pay for that later."
"You're welcome," Taylor giggled.
"You're bad."
"You want me."
"I really do."
"Good. Have me." She pulled his face down for a long, indulgent kiss, writhing against him indulgently.
"You're really not bothered by me seeing other women? Even if it's serious?"
"Right now it's kind of a turn-on. And it seems like maybe it'll help us not get too serious for me, at least for now. You...you're amazing and I really love being with you. But I mean what I say about not wanting a serious boyfriend again for a while. So if this starts to bother me, I'll say something. We'll either work it out or stop sleeping with each other. That'll be really sad, but as long as you're not hiding things from me I don't think we'll have problems at least staying friends. I need full disclosure. Can you do that?"
Alex nodded. "I can't stand the thought of pressuring you into something that wouldn't make you happy. I want to be your friend more than I want to be your bed buddy."
"Hopefully you can be both for a while. I've really missed having you in my life, and I didn't even really know it until last week... and you're amazing in bed. If your life's gonna be a nonstop porn movie, I think it'd be a lot more fun to be one of the stars than just a walk-on."
They both grinned, kissing one another hungrily again. There was more shifting in the bed as they reveled in their closeness and intimacy. Taylor looked like she was about to say something else, but then fell silent.
Alex noticed. "What is it?"
"Nothing." She tried to blow off his unsatisfied frown, but finally relented. "What's... is everything with you and Lorelei a two-way street? I mean, can she fool around with whoever she wants, too?"
"Um. I'm, uh, being a total hypocrite with her," Alex admitted. "I told her I don't care if she fools around with other women all she wants, but I want to be her only man."
"Huh."
He shrugged. "She told me I don't have to share at all if I don't want to. Wants me to only do what I'm comfortable with. Wants me to really feel like I'm her master, like she told you before. It's just how she's wired. But I gotta say, just 'cause I'm the master and she's the slave doesn't mean I'm really completely in charge."
Taylor nodded. "Slaves have all the power in that sort of relationship. You...you knew that, right?"
Alex grinned, then laughed at himself. "No, but I've kind of figured it out. Anyway, if she didn't like that rule, I'm sure she'd do something to convince me to change my mind about it. She's said she doesn't want other men, anyway. Something about having three thousand years of them already." He fell silent, looking at Taylor thoughtfully, and added, "She likes you. If you want to see more of her, too, even if I'm not there...I respect her privacy on that sort of stuff. She can keep all the secrets she wants there."
"I'd really like that, but that's not really why I asked," Taylor admitted.
"You can see other people, Taylor. I'm not going to be a hypocrite about you, too."
"You're not a hypocrite if she's comfortable with your arrangement," Taylor said, "but yeah. I want to date you and stuff, and I don't want to hold back on that, but I don't want to be exclusive, either. Even if we both know I'm not actively looking for someone else, we need to establish that. I can't really do that right now, y'know?"
Alex nodded. "It's fine. I just want to know what will make you uncomfortable so I don't act like a dork."
Taylor gave her head a dismissive toss. "I'm not telling you to hold back on being affectionate. I want you. I want you to want me. If people think you're my boyfriend when we're together that's fine. I want us to act the way we feel. I'm not worried about that. If that ever needs to change, I'll tell you. If I start seeing someone else, I'll tell you. But...Alex, what Lorelei said keeps going through my head. It sounds so awesome. I don't want a boyfriend, but I'm..."
She was hesitant to say it despite the calm, affectionate look on her partner's face. But she had to get it out. "She did something to me, Alex. Both of us. I mean, she told me straight off, I can't catch STDs and I'm not going to get pregnant as long as I'm involved with you guys, right? With her?" He nodded, and she continued. "And I'm clearly way hornier than I've ever been. I mean I should be sore right now. Probably hurt, but instead I know we're just going to be up all day and night getting it on even more."
"And she made me way better looking than I've ever been. I mean I'm afraid of getting hung up on myself, but I can't even tell myself I'm not hot so I can't get a big ego."
"You're smoking hot, Taylor," Alex grinned. "I'm not gonna help with that. But I don't think you're going to get a huge ego. Say what's on your mind."
"...I wanna go nuts for a while," Taylor confessed. "Like you. I want to try things. Have fun. Be adventurous. Maybe kinda dirty."
"You mean with other guys," he said. She nodded, looking up at him with a bit of worry and guilt. He asked, "Lots of other guys?"
"Maybe? I don't want to lose whatever we've got, though. Even if it's just friends with benefits. It's not like I wanna find a guy who's a better lay, and I don't think I possibly could regardless. I just want to...go have fun."
Alex looked at her thoughtfully for a moment. Finally, he said, "Do you trust me?"
"Completely."
He took a deep breath. "I imagine Lorelei's really good at arranging whatever sort of fun you're looking for. Consequence-free. If I promise never to ask any questions at all, would you like to borrow my sex slave?"