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“Okay, but come back.”

“I will,” Alexis promised. “She’s three. We can’t leave her in the tub by herself,” Alexis concernedly complained. 

“We’re not leaving her. We’re just going right here,” Cory assured her while spinning her just outside the door. “Did we just have a fight?”

“I’m sorry. I was out of line. I should have stayed out of it, it wasn’t my business, but you can be such an ass sometimes.”

“You don’t need to be sorry. I was the one out of line, and I am very grateful that you care enough to come to her defense. On the flip side, however, you can’t apologize and call me an ass in the same sentence.” Cory lifted her chin with two fingers and kissed her lips. “I’m sorry.”

“I had good reason to call you an ass, and I think Riki has a good reason for being so fussy.”

“Oh yeah, and why’s that?”

“She feels warm. I think she may have a bit of a fever.”

“Well, if that’s the case, then I am definitely an ass. I’ll get the thermometer out of her bag. Do you forgive me?”

“There’s nothing to forgive. Go get the thermometer, I’ll get Riki.”

Alexis wrapped Riki in a big fluffy towel and cuddled her on the sofa. “Yup, she has a mild fever. I’ll have to run back into town. There’s no Tylenol in here,” Cory alleged with a frown, looking through the bag for Tylenol that he always kept there. “Riki, did you take your medicine out of here?”

“Uh-huh, it in a dishwasher.”

Cory stopped looking and Alexis laughed.

“Let me call my mom first, she usually keeps that stuff on hand, they're always kids there.”

Cory took Riki and dressed her in the same pajamas she didn’t want before while Alexis went to the kitchen to call her mom.

“My dad is going to run it over,” Alexis explained. Riki reached her arms up for Alexis to take her as soon as she was by her. Alexis looked to Cory with a worried frown, hoping he wasn’t mad again when Riki left his arms for hers.

“Do you want to go swing on the porch?” she questioned with a kiss to her warm forehead.

“Yes, and Misser Dog, too.”

“Tell Daddy to come, too.”

“Come on, Daddy.”

Cory amusingly shook his head and followed. “Do you want a beer?”

“Not until my dad leaves, but it’s okay if you do.”

“I’ll wait, too.”

Although Riki wasn’t fussy or warm anymore, she still acted cuddly and clingy. Alexis rocked her on the porch swing for a while after Walt brought the Tylenol, until she handed her to Cory.

“I’m going to jump in the shower, go to Daddy.”

After a quick shower Alexis returned with two beers and a fuzzy blanket. Riki was sound asleep on Cory’s shoulder—cutest thing ever. His hand covered her entire little back and her head rested on his shoulder.

“Are you trying to turn me on again?” he asked while admiring her short Brady County Dragons shorts.

Alexis smiled and pleaded the fifth with her silence. She moved in beside him and covered her legs with the blanket. Cory carried Riki inside with Mr. Dog following. Even the dog was in love with her.

“I have been waiting all day to touch you,” Cory confessed. His hand slid up Alexis’s bare leg and she jumped, squealing from his cold fingers. “You don’t trust me?”

“No, but that’s not why I pushed your hand away. It’s cold.”

“Let me warm it up.”

“No,” Alexis countered with a stern tone, stopping his hand with hers. She didn’t push it away, but she did keep him from going any higher.

“Move your hand, Lex.”

Alexis could feel her breathing becoming rapid and shallow. Phase one. That was before Cory had even come close to intimately touching her. His fingers were at a standstill, lingering near the trim on her short shorts.

“Move your hand,” he repeated in a low, sexy tone.

Alexis wanted to move her hand, because she knew what he would do, but she also didn’t want to move her hand for the same reason. Alexis raised her hand and wiggled her fingers, letting him know she surrendered with a crooked grin. Cory held some sort of power over her and she was sure he could have talked her into dinner with the devil. He was that good. His fingers slid between her shorts and then the elastic on her panties. Her breath caught in her throat and her mouth watered. Okay, maybe she skipped that first phase. Cory’s fingers slid over her, back to front, and his attention on her throbbing button proved to be enough to cause her to skip that part. 

Alexis grasped the wood on the back of the swing, trying to talk herself out of the inevitable bliss about to take place in her body. She didn’t want him to think she was like some sort of sex-craved maniac, but maybe she was. She did have a lot of catching up to do, and regardless of how much her mind tried to tell her she wasn’t feeling a surge of cosmic energy from his touch, she was. Both of her legs parted, her head dropped behind her, and she whimpered a quiet, erotic moan. There was no stopping it. Once she felt the surge deep in her stomach, it traveled at a startling rate, sending ripples of pleasure throughout her entire body. 

“Come here,” Cory requested. He quickly slid his jeans low enough to relieve his own pulsating arousal and pulled Alexis to her feet.

“Cory, no, we’re going to break the swing.”

Cory ignored the weak plea and slid her out of her shorts. She robotically stepped out of them, feeling the cool breeze touch her skin. That wasn’t all she was feeling. She felt a sway in deep in her stomach, an ache in her chest, a throb between her legs, and a longing in her heart. Alexis was in love.

“I’ll buy you a new one. Sit on my lap.” Cory didn’t give her a choice. His fingers returned to the slice between her legs while his hand on her ass pushed her toward him. 

“You can’t buy new legs if we break them.”

“Shhh, I’m a doctor.”

Alexis still fought with the embarrassing part of all of this. She wasn’t really comfortable with the exposure this position left her in or the way Cory watched, losing himself in and out of her while his hands rocked her back and forth. That lasted about three seconds. The feelings Cory caused her to feel replaced any awkwardness with pure erotic desire and she let go. Even though she didn’t quite understand it, giving this side of herself to Cory seemed to come natural.

“Aahhhhh. Yes. Hmm. Right there, baby,” Alexis moaned while the unveiling of another orgasm took over her mind and body. Cory circled the nub hard, and rocked her deep and firm, until her walls exploded around his own pleasure and they found paradise together.

“Jesus, you can’t talk dirty when we do this anymore. That was like a finger on the trigger,” Cory confessed, breathing in short, rapid breaths. He began to think he’d need to write himself a prescription of Viagra. Alexis made him want to detonate just by touching her. That had never been a problem before. Jesus. Was that even five minutes?

“That wasn’t even dirty. That was the PG version. I filtered the dirty ones out.”

“You did? Tell me. What did you filter?”

Alexis leaned in and kissed his lips with all tongue. Her warm lips traced his course jawline to his ear. “Hmm, fuck me,” she whispered, seductively. 

“Holy shit. That made me instantly hard again,” Cory admitted with wide eyes. Alexis laughed and removed herself from the creaking chains.

***

Alexis lay in Cory’s arms and played with the small patch of hair on his chest, and watched television, but mostly not. Cory had the remote. Every time Alexis got interested in one thing, he turned it, and she didn’t care. She was happy and content right where she was without TV.

“You’ve done this a time or two,” she stated.

Cory lifted his head and looked down at her, confused. “Done what?”

“You know…the whole sex thing.”

Cory laughed and let his head drop back to the pillow. “Why do you say that?”

His fingers traced up and down her arm while hers moved back and forth along his chest. “I don’t know, just because you’re so good at it, I guess.”

“You’re not too bad yourself.”

“But not like this.”

“What do you mean?” he asked, tracing her arm with his fingers.

“I don’t know, never mind.”

“No, I want to know.”

“I was young, I never, you know.”

“No, I don’t know. What?”

“Reached that point.”

“What point?”

“I’m not going to spell it out for you, Cory!”

“You mean you never had an orgasm?”

Alexis blushed and shook her head.

“Never?” he asked, shocked, shifting her weight to look at her.

“You sound surprised.”

“I am flabbergasted and honored,” he said with a flattered smile. “You don’t take care of it yourself? Like, you don’t get frustrated?”

“I don’t think about it. At all. Until now that is.”

“So Mitch was the only one, ever?”

“Now you’re making me self-conscious.”

“I’m sorry. It just astounds me that someone as beautiful, and successful, and so well put together as you hasn’t been swept off her feet yet.”

“I have.” She smiled and he kissed her. She was swept off her feet. She was swept so fast and hard she knew she would never recover from it if it ended.

Cory abruptly moved to his knees and slid her out of her panties, pulled her knees apart, and looked down.  

“What are you doing?”

Cory didn’t answer. He opened her more with two fingers and moved in with his mouth. Oh crap.

“Cory?”

One stroke from his tongue was his only reply. Sex was great, sex was amazing, sex was something Alexis had missed out on. Thank God for doctors like Cory. Alexis was once again sent into a spiraling vortex of pleasure, not once, not twice, but three times. Cory finished her third one on his knees behind her.

“You’re going to freaking kill me, girl,” Cory said, sweat dampening his forehead, and rolling to his back.

Alexis plopped to his body and he kissed the top of her head. “What a way to die.”

***

“Do you have any idea how hard you are to sleep with? Look at my eye, is it black?” Cory asked. Alexis mumbled something incoherent and rolled to her stomach, once again, sprawling over the entire bed. Cory smacked her on the butt and crawled out of bed. “Get up, we have to go to church.”

“Hmm, I don’t want to anymore. You kept me up too late.”

“Me wike a church,” Riki announced from the foot of the bed.

“See, Riki likes church. Get up,” Cory ordered again. He lifted Riki to the bed and she jumped back down.

“Me have a go pee.”

Alexis opened her eyes when she heard Mr. Dog. He wanted to go pee, too. Ugh. How much did she drink? Or was it the all-night sex? She felt the aftermaths of the all-night sex between her legs, and the beer in her head as soon as her feet hit the cool hardwood.

Mr. Dog barked anxiously when he saw her at the top of the steps. “I’m coming!” she barked back. She left him outside and darted back up the stairs to her bed. Just one more hour. That’s all she needed. 

“Me wike a church,” Riki reminded her. Alexis pulled her to the bed with her, straddling her legs over her waist.

“What are you going to do at church?” Alexis asked curiously. She was barely three. Did she even know what church was? Did Cory take her in Chicago?

“Me pway wif a kids.”

“Yes, you can do that, and I bet you’ll get to color a pretty picture. Do you like to color?”

“Me will bweak a cwayon.”

“Why?”

“Me have to.”

Alexis held the laugh and her little hands while she watched Cory walk from the shower in tight black boxer briefs to the bed. Whoa. 

Cory slid below the covers and grunted when Riki jumped from Alexis right to his gut. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” he teased while leaning in for a kiss.

“Can I?” Alexis asked. “Because I can go grab my camera right now.”

“Behave, we’re going to church.”

“Me eat a pop a corn,” Riki broadcasted as she rolled backward in some sort of an attempt to do a summersault. Not even close, but cute.

Cory held onto Alexis when she informed them that she would go start breakfast.  

“What time does church start?”

“Ten-thirty.”

“I’m making breakfast. You two get ready?”

Alexis jumped in the shower with Riki and then left her playing in the running water while she did her hair and makeup. She dressed in a long-sleeved blouse with extra wide cuffs, pairing it with a short black pencil skirt. She topped it off with black stilettos with a thin black strap, wrapping delicately around her ankles.

“Okay, that’s enough, let’s get you ready.”

“Me wike a wain.”

“You can play in the rain later. We have to get ready for church.” Alexis wrapped her wet body in a towel and sat her on the counter.

“Me wike a makeup, too.”

“Here, you put it on.”

Alexis let Riki play with a plump makeup brush and an almost empty compact, distracting her while she brushed out her hair.