Illegal Briefs

a Sexis Short

Unable to concentrate on the legal brief in front of her, Alexis removed her glasses from her nose. Placing them on the desk, she closed her eyes and remembered back to the previous night. She could still feel Sonny's touch, his mouth on her body. She trembled, recalling how he felt as he entered her...

Flashback

"Sonny, what's wrong?" Alexis asked after appearing at his door. Johnny had come to hers and informed her that Mr. Corinthos needed to speak with her. Sonny led her into the penthouse, and Johnny closed the door behind them, resuming his post in the hall. "Would you like a drink?" Sonny asked, pouring himself his third scotch. "No, I'm fine," Alexis answered, noting he looked positively depressed. "What's wrong?" she asked again. Sonny let out a long breath and walked over to the couch and took a seat. She followed him, and sat to his right. He took a swig of his drink, and then looked at her. "I found out what was going on with Mike." "Oh. And, it's not good, I can see. Is it the gambling? Does he owe someone money?" "I wish," Sonny curtly replied, taking another sip of his drink before continuing. "It seems that my father has been leading a double life." "A double-life?" Alexis repeated. "He met Janine 21 years ago…" "Right, they were involved," Alexis interjected. "They had a child." Alexis' jaw dropped. "A daughter, named Courtney. I just met her," he added. "Oh Sonny," Alexis said softly, "you must be devastated." Sonny turned away momentarily to put his glass on the table. Then he turned back to her, shifting his body to face her. He reached out his hand and brushed her bangs away from her eyes. "See, you're the only one who understands how this feels; how he's betrayed me, again." Alexis nodded her head, "I do understand. There's no explanation for him not telling you about your sister; there's no reason." She stopped speaking, for it appeared that Sonny was no longer listening to her. He was staring so deeply into her eyes, she felt like he was melding with her in a monumental way. "You understand," he whispered, stating it like it was a gift. Alexis tried to respond, to smile, anything, but was paralyzed. He was so close, it felt so intimate, and she wanted him to kiss her more than anything she'd wanted in her life. He leaned forward, and she knew he was about to do just that.

When he did, the desired cursed through her body like a tidal wave. It washed away any doubts, any fears, anything but the need to be with him. She parted her lips, or did he with his tongue? In any case, he entered her mouth with it, his lips still devouring hers. And then, he growled. Startled, Alexis pulled back. "What's wrong?" he asked in a very quiet voice. "Did you, did you just growl?" Sonny couldn't help but smile, "I guess. I got carried away, sorry." He assumed he'd made a big mistake kissing her, but Alexis quickly convinced him otherwise. "No! It's OK, I wasn't complaining, it's just…I've never heard a sound like that before." Sonny smiled, "you need to get out more." He reached his hands out and cupped her face in them. His eyes blackened with desire once again and he murmured, "come here, come here, come here, come here, come here." Alexis moaned and fell into him, and became a slave to his mouth once again.

Somehow, they ended up in Sonny's bedroom, although neither would recall later how that happened. Lying on his bed, Alexis watched intently as Sonny removed his shirt. His body glistened in front of the fire, the muscles clearly defined, as were the scars on his chest. Alexis winced remembering how he took the bullets that would have hit her if it weren't for his bravery. If she really thought about, she had probably fallen in love with him right then. "Like what you see?" Sonny teased her out of her thoughts. She smiled, "I'd like it better over here." Sonny walked towards her, and Alexis raised herself up on her elbows. She was still fully dressed, wanting Sonny to unwrap her like a present, her legs hanging over the edge of the bed. He eased his knee in between hers, created room for himself, then moved in between, still wearing his pants. Alexis sat up fully and put her mouth on his rock-hard abs. "I didn't know you worked out," she whispered as she kissed and sucked all around his mid-section. "Every day," he whispered in reply, painfully aware that his arousal was throbbing against her. Alexis ran her hands where her mouth had been, and then moved them lower, where she gently squeezed, letting him know she had indeed noticed. Savoring the feel of him against her hand, she tilted her head back and looked up at him. "I want you Sonny." Sonny bent down to kiss her, and eased her back to a fully horizontal position.

Expertly feasting on first her mouth, and then her neck, his hands were busy removing her clothing. When they found her now naked breasts, Alexis gasped with the pleasure of how it felt. "Sonny Corinthos is touching my breasts," she thought. But, before she could panic and run away, he had lowered his mouth to her nipple. All rational thoughts left her body and she grabbed his head with her hands. Arching her back, she moaned softly, "Sonny!" He snaked the nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue all around it, and feeling it grow under his attentions. Moving to the other, he repeated his actions, and Alexis began writhing beneath him. "Shhh," he told her, finally releasing it. "Oh Sonny!" she moaned again. Moving his hands down, Sonny unzipped her pants and slid them off her body. She had already kicked off her shoes, and fortunately, was not wearing any pantyhose. Slipping his hand into her panties, Sonny found her very ready for him. He stared into her eyes, and held himself up above her with his other arm, still standing between her legs. "You feel so soft," he whispered, "so wet. You're ready for me." It was more of a statement than a question, not that he wasn't correct in his assumption. He helped Alexis slide back further onto the bed, and she lay there, now naked, waiting for him. Sonny rid himself of his shoes, pants, underwear and socks, and then climbed onto the bed.

He covered her with his body, and she immediately wrapped her legs around his. Propped up on his elbows, he looked into her eyes and kissed her. Then, he spoke, "are you sure?" Alexis nodded her head, and answered, "yes." Reaching into the night table drawer, Sonny emerged with a condom. "Let me." She released her legs, and Sonny sat back onto his knees and handed it to her. She sat up and opened the package with her teeth, which made Sonny smile. As she gently rolled it on him, she ran her tongue along her lower lip at the sight of how large he was. She was aching to have him inside of her. Once fully sheathed, Sonny took hold of both her arms. He guided them above her head, and Alexis fell back onto the bed. Holding her arms and asserting himself as in control, Sonny entered her. Alexis cried out as he filled her up. Once again, she wrapped her legs around him, giving him a little more room to penetrate her even further. Still holding her arms, he lowered his mouth onto hers as he began stroking slowly in and out. Alexis was awash in pure pleasure; she'd never felt anything like it. Feeling herself building to orgasm, she urged him to move faster, once he had released her mouth that is. "More Sonny; faster," she moaned, sending Sonny speeding towards his own release. He released her arms, and did as she asked, hoping she was as close as he thought. Not only did he move faster, but also he entered her more forcefully. As she approached climax, Alexis grabbed his buttocks with both hands, trying to drive him deeper and harder. Finally, she released with a scream, which Sonny muffled with his mouth. Still trembling and shaking, Alexis felt his muscles clench, and then he exploded with a loud groan, his mouth still on hers. He collapsed on top of her, and both lay panting, covered in each other's sweat.

A loud knock brought Alexis back to reality. Getting up to answer the door, she prayed it wasn't Sonny, for he would certainly see how aroused she was. Of course, it was him. He smiled at her, "good afternoon counselor." "Sonny," Alexis replied, her breath catching. Sonny's eyes traveled downward, where they landed on her breasts straining against her sweatshirt, her erect nipples giving away her secret. Sonny ran his fingers along his mouth. "Do you need something?" Alexis asked, assuming he was there for legal help. "Oh yeah," Sonny replied. Alexis stepped back and he entered her apartment. She closed the door behind him and stood there. Sonny looked around, "is Kristina home?" He turned back to Alexis to hear the answer to his question. She shook her head, "no." Sonny smiled and walked towards her, backing her up against the door. "Good answer," he retorted, and pulled her into a tight embrace.

The End