#imagine51

Summary : Just look at his glance...

Warnings: smutty moment but with romance ; unprotected sex ; written in the first person

Academy Awards Ceremony, Los Angeles

It all started with a look.

A subtle look, discreet but which said a lot about what he was thinking at the moment of looking. I'm not the jealous type, but when my boyfriend looks at someone else with that kind of look, it can't help but confuse me or make me feel bad.

And who was he looking at? Another woman, an actress whose name I didn't know but who obviously had a perfect profile from the look Alex had when he laid his eyes on her. He acted as if nothing had happened and did not see that I had seen. Of course he had the right to look, after all, that's what eyes were made for, right? But why look with that very look? 

During the ceremony, once we were seated around the table that was reserved for us, he noticed that I had changed my attitude. I was a little more distant and less tactile, which was not normal. But Alex pretended that nothing was wrong and thought that maybe I was a little tired or bored with this kind of event. Whatever. 

Even though I was trying to tell myself that this look didn't mean anything, I couldn't help but scan the room for this woman, to see where she was sitting. I wanted to see if he was still looking in her direction. Not that he would be willing to do more than look, but I couldn't help but think back to that look, a look that he would normally give me.

On the way back to the hotel, we talked about things but I didn't address what was on my mind. On the contrary, I saved that for later. Rather than bring it up and argue with him, I had a better idea. And I was going to put my plan into action tonight.

Once in the room, Alex takes off his blazer, seats down on one of the small couches that sat in the center of the suite we had and takes off his shoes with a sigh of relief. 

"I'm glad it's done" he says as he slumped against the backrest, his gaze staring up at the ceiling. I returned from the bathroom where I had been able to prepare the rest of my plan. Alex had been so absorbed in something else that he hadn't even noticed I'd slipped out and been in there for a good five minutes. 

He hears my muffled heels on the carpet and looks up to finally meet my eyes. I see his eyes wake up. He raises his head and blinks several times, as if he wanted to make sure it was not a dream. 

"Jesus Darlin’...wow...you are...".

"I am?", I don't give him time to finish his sentence. I position myself in front of him, standing, while he remains seated on the couch. I see his gaze, I feel his eyes on me and I like it. I see his eyes admiring the smallest details of the lingerie set that I wear for him. 

"Tell me Alex, what do you see?", my hand gently caresses his hair, his face until it reaches under his chin to raise it and force him to meet my gaze. 

"I see a beautiful woman. A wonderful woman that I love very much", his voice is suave and his tone sincere. It comforts me and gives me confidence. No matter how much he may look at other women, his soul and body belong to me. 

Still without taking his eyes off me, Alex stands up and now looks at me from his full height. Even with my high heels, I reach his shoulder. In silence, without breaking this contact, Alex advances making me move back until in the room. Once against the mattress, I turn around and with my hands, I push on Alex's chest to make him sit down. 

Still without a word, I sit astride him, my legs on either side of his. I feel his hands on my lower back and go up to my shoulders.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen Susanne..."

"Then prove it to me," I reply in a breath before leaning in to kiss him tenderly. Alex responds to the kiss by deepening it, his tongue meeting mine for a wild dance. His hands cling to the back of my neck pushing my face towards him. I take advantage of my position to move my pelvis and feel his desire for me. I feel a ball against my thigh and I already know how much he wants me.

At the touch, Alex moans against my mouth and I feel one of his hands move down to my buttocks to grab my right buttock. I moan in my turn and free myself from his embrace to undo one by one the buttons of his shirt. Our eyes meet again and I do not leave his glance before having got rid of his shirt to caress with my two hands his chest. 

Not being able to any more, Alex grabs me firmly the thighs to make me rock and find me lying on the bed. Impatient, the black look, burning of desire, he gets up the time to remove his pants and his boxer, thus releasing his member tended under the desire. 

Standing in front of the bed, Alex looks at me, one hand on his outstretched cock. My hands caress every part of my body to further fan this burning fire. Alex approaches, like a predator towards a prey, and advances on his knees until he reaches my height. His gaze pierces mine once more before kissing me lovingly. His hand takes the opportunity to go down to my intimacy and when he reaches this zone, I feel a moan of contentment against my lips.  

Satisfied with what he has just discovered, Alex detaches his lips from mine and goes down slightly so that his member is at the right height. A shiver runs through me as I feel his glans titillate my entrance. Alex positions himself correctly and with his two hands, spreads my thighs to facilitate his access. With one hand, he grabs his member and lines himself up, using my wetness.

"Go ahead my love," I whisper as I watch him do it. Gently and slowly, Alex penetrates me, giving me time to adjust. When he senses I'm ready enough, he places both hands on either side of my head and rocks forward to press his body against mine. The first movements are slow and sensual and they make us moan with pleasure. My head tilts backwards under the pleasure.

"Look at me sweetheart," Alex calls me to order and I smile. Caught at my own game. Without taking my eyes off him, I surrender to the pleasure he gives me. His strokes are still slow but he gradually picks up the pace, sensing that the angle is perfect. But still unsatisfied, Alex stops for a few seconds the time to slightly raise my pelvis to have a much better angle. That tears off me a cry of surprise. Alex bends over, giving me the opportunity to cling to his back, leaving marks on his skin.

"Make love to me Alex...show me how much you love me," I whisper in the hollow of his ear. Alex lifts up slightly and pulls her eyes back into mine. And for several minutes, he makes love to me tenderly, trying to give me as much pleasure as possible. His right hand rests on my hip, helping him to accompany his back and forth movement which intensifies more and more. 

"Alex...", I moan, suddenly feeling that if he keeps up this pace, I might cum in no time. Alex picks up the pace a little more, understanding by a simple look and the reactions of my body. He leans a little more on me and sticks his face to mine, his forehead butting against mine so that our glances do not leave each other any more.

"Go ahead baby, cum for me". He accelerates a little more, my mind gradually escaping towards this sensation of heat and intense pleasure that I seek to reach. It is difficult for me to keep my eyes open but I want to see that look that I like so much to look at me.

"Oh yes...this is so good," I feel that there are only a few seconds left before this bubble of heat explodes inside my lower belly and when finally it can be released, I cum with a moan like I have never moaned before. My legs shake with pleasure and I lift my head, forcing myself to keep my eyes open. I see Alex, a radiant smile on his effort-soaked face. He's thrilled with the effect he's just made me feel.

Once my orgasm is over, I let my back rest against the mattress while Alex gets up to continue his thrusts until he too reaches orgasm. He comes inside me, grunting, his eyes still on me. For a moment, we just contemplate each other, catching our breath. Then, Alex slowly withdraws before lying down beside me. With his arm, he draws me against him and leans in to kiss me tenderly.

"You should be jealous more often..." he declares with an amused air, placing a kiss on my forehead. Intrigued, I raise an eyebrow, inviting him to elaborate on the substance of his thought.

"I understood in the car the reason why you had closed yourself during the ceremony".

"Ah...", I lower my head, biting my lip, embarrassed to have been caught in the act. Alex laughs and lifts my head.

"You don't have to be ashamed honey. You know I only have eyes for you. You are the one I love, you are perfect. You lean in and kiss him tenderly, telling yourself how lucky you are to have a man like him.

"I love you Alex."