Queen of Spades (House of Cards Series 1) [Student/Teacher Relationship]

Ace of Cups (Adult)

"Are you trying to get me drunk so you can take advantage of me?" Alice asked, eyebrows raised.

Malcolm gave her a dark grin. "I can't see why not." he replied, making Alice smirk. "I wanted to spend time with you tongiht before kidnapping my baby brother for his bachelor party." he confessed.

Alice smiled at him and set the glass aside. "Why waste time then?" she asked and slid through the bubbles until she was floating over him. Malcolm stayed reclining in the bubbles, though his hands came up to hold her waist.

"Because Diego isn't getting here until eight tonight, so we have time." Malcolm smirked at her and pulled her closer despite his words. Alice glanced at her watch and noticed that it was only 6, so they had two hours to... entertain themselves.

Her lips danced over top his, lightly brushing as she refused to properly kiss him. "Well if we have the time then..." she breathed, and pulled out of his grip, going back to her side of the bath. "I might as well enjoy my relaxing bath time." she taunted, lounging out on her side.

Malcolm gave her one of his dark fire looks and it made her heart race again. She scolded her body for it's reaction to a simple LOOK, but privately had to confess that she was as addicted to his body as others got to heroin. And he seemed no better off as they stared each other down across the slowly dissolving bubbles. "Alright then. We'll relax." Malcolm agreed, turning up the jets of the jacuzzi.

He stretched under the water, purposefully washing himself so Alice had to watch the water drip off of his body. She bit down a smile and untied her hair from it's usual braid. She lowered herself in the water and tilted back until her hair was fully submerged and then carefully arched back up. She heard Malcolm audibly swallow as she draped the now wet and heavy hair over her shoulder to cover her front like a wet shirt would.

"Nice and relaxing." Alice raised an eyebrow and sipped at her wine. She was surprised to find the bottle empty beside the jacuzzi, her head buzzing with the heat of the bath, Malcolm's stare and the wine.

"Very." Malcolm agreed, finishing his own wine. Alice stared at him as he swallowed, the muscles in his neck and chest echoing his movement. She held an internal debate over what was more important to her right now, quenching the fire he had burning inside her, or keeping her pride and making him come to her. Just as she decided that she could live without her pride, Malcolm met her half way.

His hands parted the bubbles as they wrapped around, teasingly gentle against the skin of her back. Alice scratched her nails lightly down his stomach, making Malcolm's breath tumble out in a rush as goosebumps jumped over his skin. His kiss was gentle as he held her in the bath, a slow burning fire as opposed to the wildfire that normally danced between them.

Malcolm's fingers smoothed over her skin, chasing after drops of water from her hair, or sliding below the water line to trace the muscles of her abdomen. He teasingly caressed her navel, making the silly gesture feel strangely erotic as he slowly circled her innie. She stifled a gasp and instead retaliated by raking her nails down from his hip to the front of his thigh, side of her hand swishing passed an increasingly excited body part that she simply refused to touch yet. Their battle of willpower wasn't quite over yet it seemed.

His kiss was gaining an edge to it, more pressing urgency as his body responded to hers. Alice wasn't complaining though, she felt like she was drowning in tension that had only one release valve. When Malcolm's fingers brushed low against the front of her body, her entire body spasmed, surprisingly sensitive from the jacuzzi jets and bubble oil. Malcolm noticed just how strongly she reacted to that and chuckled a low, throaty sound. Just his laugh made things inside Ace clench up in excitement. He sounded so wicked and confident and it was all for her.