**Love story with explicit content**
The story of Fifty Shades/One Direction fan Alexa and Jake continues. Now married and settling into life in the suburbs with Jacob, can they fit their love life in between caring for an active 9 year old? How will Alexa cope with her role of Wife and Step-Mum? Is their passion and love for each other still as strong?

Only one way to find out...



Christ I'm thirsty...

Must be this unseasonally hot weather. It's barely 3:45am and I can feel the temperature rising outside even with the air-con on. I could do with a shower, but that would make far too much noise. Mmmm...I could easily down a third cup of cold water, but I know I'll end up needing a pee before the sun rises. Better just fill it and take it with me. In fact...yes! There's a spare cup. I'll fill it and leave it next to my beloved. I'm sure it'll be welcomed...

I pad gently out of the en-suite, softly place the cup on the bedside cabinet and gaze down adoringly.


God, she's so beautiful. I'm a lucky, lucky man. How did I end up with the perfect wife, mother and daughter-in-law? I've known she was special right from the first day I looked into those amazing green eyes, when she first lifted me into her arms and held me to her at nursery. She is my life-partner, my soul-mate, the yin to my yang and my own personal dreamcatcher. I can't believe I haven't had one single nightmare since we discovered it was her in my dream all along. For the first time in my life, I feel like I can breathe freely, like some invisible weight has lifted off my chest. She also said I don't toss and turn so much at night, which I didn't realise I did. I finally have everything I ever wanted as a child. A family who loves me and stays with me and the added bonus of a wife who puts her family before everything and asks for nothing but love in return. I never thought I'd say this, but I totally get Christian Grey. The more I read the books, the more I understand. Alexa is my beautiful, innocent Anastasia, who I want to love and protect till my dying breath and who I would give my world to. Okay, I can't promise a private jet, catamaran or helicopter, but I can spoil her and I intend to fulfil anything her heart desires. I'm already planning our next One Direction concert, but this time I'm going to surprise her with a break in Ireland at the same time, so we'll catch them in Dublin. Hugo has shown me a few gorgeous little cottages on the Emerald Isle and it will be nice for Alexa to explore her Irish heritage. We will also be taking One Direction's latest fan with us. Jacob obviously spends FAR too much time with Alexa listening to their albums!

Talking of my 'Directioner' son - I can now hardly remember what life was like without him. He is loved more than he can ever understand and I actually love hearing him call Alexa mummy even more than when I hear him say papa. She is a wonderful, wonderful mummy to him, like I new she would be. Apparently his tenth birthday wish when he blew out his candles was for her to be his mummy and not his step-mum. He felt able to tell me now it had come true. He daren't tell Alexa because as we both know, she probably wouldn't stop crying...

I have my own darling family. Jacob is my pride and Alexa is my joy. I would be empty without them and without the newly wedded Edward-Martins! I don't think I have ever seen them look happier than they did today during their wedding dance. Papa had picked She Makes My Day by Robert Palmer, as he said it was one of the first songs they had ever danced to and the song always made him think of mum. Luckily I have a large playlist of songs that make me think of my dearest wife, but none more special than the one I chose for her tonight. I can't wait to see the DVD and watch our bit at the end, as I was concentrating so hard in getting it just perfect, it went past in a blur. It was a nightmare keeping it a secret, but thankfully I managed to slip out with Uncle Tony and Jorge on their new fishing boat and sail into the little bay I'd stopped at two and a half years ago, to pick up the matching eternity ring I'd ordered. I think I'm solely responsible for keeping that shop in business! Alexa was totally oblivious to my rendezvous, as I picked the day she and mum had gone to pick out party-favours and decorations, so I knew they'd be a while.

The only dark shadow in my happiness is the secret we keep from Jacob. We still haven't told him the truth of how he was conceived. Manuela told privately that she was working up to telling him when he was older and had just told him we'd met in a bar and had a brief relationship when she was a Nanny in England. It's a viable story and he seems more than happy to believe it...but I hate lying to him. We all do. Sadly the whole family is embroiled in our web of deceit and I dread him finding out before I have explained it properly to him. Alexa and I agree he is still far too young to process the truth, so we are going to wait until he is older. We haven't set a date, just when we both feel he is mature enough to handle the true story of what actually happened, without him getting upset. The last thing I want is for him to think he has been living a lie or to think badly of Manuela. He has to be able to understand, that whilst it should never have happened, not a day goes past that I don't thank God that it did. He is the most precious gift in the world to me, Alexa and the whole of the family and we are only hiding the truth from him to protect him.

I stifle a yawn and pad across to my side of the bed, place the cup on my bedside cabinet and sit gently on the bed.

"Jake?" Alexa mumbles.

SHITE, I've woken her...

"Shhh, it's okay sweetheart, I just needed a drink. I got you a cup of water too if you want it." I whisper softly as I turn and stroke her cheek. Her beautiful emerald eyes open slowly and she focuses in on me.

"Oh thank God, my tongue has almost stuck to the roof of my mouth!" She croakes. "What time is it?"

"Almost four in the morning, sweetheart." I reach over her and grab her cup, then offer her my free arm to hold onto whilst she pulls herself upright. She takes the cup off me, chugs the water down and then ends up making a noise halfway between a hiccup and a burp.

"God, you're sexy," I say with a smile.

She hits me sleepily across my arm and hicurps again. "I must have...hurp...drank the water...hurp...too fast."

"You think?" I ask, arching an eyebrow at her.

She narrows her beautiful green eyes at me. "Sarcasm is the...hurp...lowest form of wit, Mr. Martin. HURP...OWW! They're becoming painful!" She winces and puts her hands over her spasming diaphragm. "How can I...HURP...AHH! Stop them?" She pleads.

I frown in concern."I'm sure I've read somewhere that anal sex helps."

Alexa gasps in horror.

Oh Christ...MUST. KEEP. A. STRAIGHT. FACE... I love winding her up. I can't help it. She gets this look on her face whilst her brain ticks over, that is just so cute!

I take a deep, serious breath. "Yeah...If I remember correctly it's something about tricking the brain to focus on another sensation, rather than the painful hiccups. Or hicurps in your case."

Oh God...there's the look...CAN'T. HOLD. ON...

"JAKE MARTIN! YOU RATBAG!" She shrieks in utter annoyance as the penny drops and she begins to pummel me, ineffectively. "I THOUGHT YOU WERE BLOODY SERIOUS!"

I take the blows - I probably deserve them. "Your face, sweetheart," I chuckle. "Wish I'd had my iPhone to hand!"

"GRRRRRRR!" She growls as she continues her onslaught, her fists bouncing harmlessly off my pecs. it wrong that I am getting seriously turned on by this? She is just so sexy when she's angry...

I grab her wrists and push her into the mattress, pinning her with my weight. She gapes at me.

"Do you seriously think I'm going to have sex with you, when you have just pulled a stunt like that?" She hisses, trying to wriggle free.

I grin down at her. "Sweetheart...I had your best intentions at heart, honestly."

She narrows her gorgeous green eyes at me, that glimmer in annoyance. "And how do you figure that out?" She snarls.

" thinking I was about to have anal sex with you, was enough of a brain shock to stop the hicurps, wasn't it?"

She gasps and finally stops trying to push me off her. She continues to stare at me as I feel her anger fizzle out of her. I also feel something else fizzle out of her. Now it's my turn to gasp.

"Fuck me, Jake," she breathes in a husky low whisper.

Everything in my being jumps to attention, from the hair follicles in my scalp, to my erection, which had been growing steadily, but is now rock hard.

Jesus. Three whispered words and I'm done. She really has no idea that she has me in the palm of her hand.

"Oh sweetheart," I moan softly. "I would love nothing more than to plunge straight into you...but I've had an idea - if you're up for it?"

Suddenly she looks fearful.


"You want to have anal sex?" She asks in a small voice, before I can speak.

"NO!" I exclaim and I realise I still have hold of her wrists. I kneel up between her legs and sit back on my thighs, pulling her into my arms and letting go of her wrists. "Oh sweetheart, no. That's not what I was thinking at all. I wouldn't just spring something like that on you." I stroke her warm, bare back, taking a moment to enjoy her soft, silky skin as my hands travel up to her face. I tilt her head back and look lovingly at her. I place a gentle, reassuring kiss on her lips.

"I...I just wanted us to try simultaneous oral sex."

She looks up at me with her adorably confused face. " will that work?"

"Well, it's no different to what we've always done. But we have to invert ourselves so we can pleasure each other at the same time. It's called the sixty-nine position."

Alexa still looks flummoxed. I tenderly stroke her face. "I lie down on the bed and you lie on top of me, but you face downwards, so your head is in my lap and my head is in yours," I explain gently. That's pretty much it, sweetheart. You get access to me and I get access to you at the same time." I sigh.

Maybe I shouldn't have suggested this right now...

"Look sweetheart, don't worry about it. We'll discuss it another day. It was just a daft idea. Let's try and get some sleep. It's barely four in the morning..."

Alexa pushes back out of my arms and glares at me. "GET SOME SLEEP?" She almost squeaks. "You get me all turned on, then tell me not to worry about it and we'll discuss it another day?"

I inhale sharply. "You want to give it a try?" I ask in astonishment.

She reaches up and puts her lovely arms around my neck. "Mr. Martin, I have not been sat here stewing in my own juices to just GO BACK TO BLOODY SLEEP!"

Oh God, I love this woman!

I grab her face in my hands and kiss her like my life depends on it, my tongue swirling inside her warm, wet mouth. She responds just as wildly and eventually I reluctantly pull away. I have to catch my breath for a few moments before I can speak again.

"I'm gonna lie horizontally across the bed, sweetheart, it'll give you more room for manoeuvre. When I say, you just lower yourself down onto me. Okay?"

Alexa smiles shyly at me and I can almost feel my heart melting in my chest. "Okay."

I give her a swift kiss, then I grab a pillow and position myself across the middle of the bed.

"Okay sweetheart, if you climb up from behind me and kneel either side of my head..."

I'm stopped by the look on her face.


Alexa's face is flooding with colour as she blushes. I love it when she blushes, it makes her look even more beautiful.

" arse would be in your face," she says meekly.

I grin at her. "No...your delectable arse would be in my face and you know how much I love your delectable arse!"

"JAKE!" She is now beetroot in colour, but at least she's smiling.

I reach over to her and run my thumb over her lush lips. "Sweetheart, you've got this. It's just a change of angles, nothing to worry about. You've done it so many times before and you are totally amazing at it."

"I am?" She whispers in wonder.

I nod enthusiastically. "I'm so glad I never let any other woman do that to me. I doubt anyone else would make it feel so good. You have it down to a fine art, sweetheart. A wonderfully fine art, believe me."

She smiles shyly at me. I can feel my heart pounding in response. God, she is sooooo fucking adorable.

"I...I like it when you do it to me too," She says softly, grabbing my hand and placing a gentle kiss on my palm.


"Sw-sweetheart," I pant. "It's now or never. My balls are seriously starting to ache..."

She gasps then smiles sexily at me. "Well then Mr. Martin, lets see what I can do about that..."

Her stolen line makes me beam at her. "Just come round and kneel at my shoulders for now, sweetheart. We'll take it slow. You just lower yourself down to me, whenever you feel comfortable with it, okay?"

She nods and scrambles off the bed. I watch her walk round, then I lift my hands palms upwards in the air above my head and she slips her slightly trembling hands into them, as she climbs on the bed and balances on her knees over me.

"Okay..." I breathe, looking upside down at her. "As you can see you are a little too high for my tongue to reach you, so gently lower yourself until you feel my tongue against you."

"Okay." She pants and still holding onto me, she descends until I make contact with her hot, slick flesh.

She gasps, then moans softly as I begin to slowly circle her.

Oh God, I love this. She is totally exposed to me for the first time in all the time we have been together. I've only ever done it kneeling or lying between her legs, but this...This is incredible. I can see everything from her soft, dark pubic hair, to her shiny pink inner flesh to the small, puckered  pink rose that lies further up. Would she ever let me take her that way? I have to admit the thought has crossed my mind a number of times since we've been together, but it's like the final taboo. Once you've crossed that line, there is no going back. I don't fantasise about it because I'm always too terrified I'm going to hurt her. Well, let's just master this taboo first, before thinking of anything else...

From above me, I hear her moans getting louder and I am awarded with a fresh surge of juice.

God, she tastes so good. I could literally do this for hours and not get bored. I love licking and sucking on her, whether it's down here or on her fabulous tits. those girls, so, so much...but nothing compares to her wonderful mouth. Definitely my favourite part of her incredible body...

OH! OH GOD! She's moving down!

Christ, I was getting so carried away I'd almost forgotten!

I slowly lower my hands till she lets go of them and she places her hands on my lower abdomen as she wriggles slightly into position. Her left hand is at the top of my left thigh and...

YES! She finally has me in her right hand!

She begins to slowly pull me up and down as her tongue gently swirls round the exposed head.

Yes, sweetheart...that's it...Mmmmm.

Her left hand now moves across and grips me and I tense slightly in delicious anticipation. This time she pulls down and her gorgeous, gorgeous mouth, finally slips over me. It takes all my discipline and self control not to buck into her mouth and I can feel sweat breaking out on my temples from straining to stay in control.

FFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK...That feel's incredible...

I let her suckle me for a few moments and then gently withdraw my tongue.

"You okay, sweetheart?" I breathe against her exposed flesh.

I feel her lips pop off me. "Yes," she pants. "This is totally amazing, Jake."

"I wish I could look into your beautiful eyes and say this - but I love you so much, sweetheart."

"Oh Jake I know! I love you so much too, mi amor."

ARRRGGGGGHHHHH! Her and speaking Spanish! It drives me nuts! I love it to the point that now she is so much more fluent, we have started to have Spanish Saturdays, where when I'm not working, we all speak Spanish the whole day and celebrate everything to do with Spain, from the food we eat, to downloading programs and films to watch on the TV via the laptop. I then take her to bed and make love to her in Spanish. I swear she comes more when I do...

I clamp my mouth around her and begin to really go to town. I hear her cry out as fresh juice oozes out of her, then her mouth surrounds me again and I can feel she's ramped it up in the sucking stakes too. We set up an almost synchronised rythmn both moving our mouths and sucking and licking in time with each other. I hear a muffled shriek as she comes and she shakes and shivers above and around me. There can only be one outcome...



"Mr Martin, that has to be, without doubt, the best New Years Eve and start to the New Year EVER!"

We are now back in bed having had a quick shower after the stupendous sixty-nine sex. It is after five in the morning and its just starting to get light. I beam at her, cup her face and kiss her tenderly.

"I agree wholeheartedly, Mrs. Martin. What did you like best?"

She grins. "Oh God Jake! The wonderful wedding, the party, the most amazing surprise," she holds her hand in the air and splays out her fingers. "My gorgeous ring, which I totally love and am going to wear all the time, the most beautiful song I have ever heard in my entire life, dancing with my beloved husband and son..."

I continue to beam, whilst she babbles on. "The amazing role-play-multi-orgasmic-sex, the mind-blowing sixty-nine sex and the wonderful massage you just gave me in the shower." She gives me a smile that lights up her gorgeous face and sets fire to her beautiful eyes. She pauses and takes a breath. "Did I miss anything out?"

I smile at her in total worshipping adoration, my heart filling to bursting point so rapidly that it actually aches in my chest, full of the love I feel for her. I stroke her gorgeous, glowing face.

"We aim to please, sweetheart. We aim to please."





'You and me got a whole lot of history...'

      THE END  




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