A Wifey for the Bad Boy(132)

“Nothing. I just don’t want you to leave,” he said as he tugged on her hand gently making her sit on the bed. She shrugged.

“Sean…” she started but he was already leaning forward. His hand was at the back of her neck. “Don’t,” she pleaded softly. She knew almost immediately what he wanted to do.

“Why not?” he asked as he looked right into her brown eyes. Her heart was racing. “If you don’t want me, just tell me and I will back off. I promise you.” Her heart seemed to be beating harder and faster as his piercing green eyes looked right into hers. He was leaning forward slowly and for some reason, she couldn’t pull away. Soon, he was so close that she could feel his breath on her neck. “Just tell me when to stop and I will,” he whispered.

She wanted to tell him to stop. She needed to tell him to stop but somehow, she just couldn’t speak. Her lips were slightly parted as she tried getting her words out but to Sean, it looked like she was waiting for a kiss. She looked at him as he moved closer still until his lips claimed hers. She didn’t even realize when she held the side of his face. She was slowly and softly responding to his lips against her own. She closed her eyes as she felt him kissing her softly. His lips were softer than she had ever imagined. And his touch, oh his touch…it was more perfect than she had ever thought it to be. His tongue and his were doing a slow, soft dance inside her mouth. By the time he finally pulled away, they were both panting for breath. He brushed off a stray strand of her dark hair from her face and looked into her eyes.

“Sean, I don’t think…” Alexis started before he leaned forward and kissed her again, cutting her short.

“Don’t think,” he said in a whisper when he pulled away briefly. He pulled her closer making her shift her weight on the bed moving closer to him. He was suddenly kissing her deeper and more passionately than she had ever been in her life and all she knew at that moment was the feeling she had, getting lost in his embrace. She moaned into his mouth as he gently pushed her down. She slowly laid back on his bed and looked up at him. At the back of her mind, she found herself thinking how he was managing to balance his weight on his side.

Sean ran a hand down the side of her body, gently brushing against her breasts. She closed her eyes and let out a small sigh making him smile. With one hand, he slowly pushed her shirt upwards revealing her breasts concealed in a black satin and lace bra. He lowered his head and began planting small kisses on her tummy slowly working his way up to the impatient push of her breasts. To his advantage, her bra had a front clasp which he undid with ease. Alexis moaned softly when she felt the tightness of her bra suddenly come loose exposing her breasts to him. She opened her eyes just in time to see him looking into her eyes, like he was trying to see her reaction as he caressed her gently. She closed her eyes when he began lowering his head to kiss her sensitive nipples. She sighed softly when his lips brushed against her taut nipples. Her other nipple was getting equal attention from his flicking fingertips as he began running his tongue around her nipple. Her moans were getting louder by the minute as he sucked her harder and kneaded her soft mounds. She moaned her relief when he pulled away but it was only seconds before he took her other nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. It seemed like forever before he finally released her and she was gasping for breath.

“Take off your t-shirt,” he commanded in a whisper. She was looking at him as she did as he asked. She could see that he was having a hard time balancing his weight on one side so she turned completely getting herself on her side and he responded by lying down on his back. She felt awkward being half naked yet he was still fully dressed.

“Do it,” Sean said as if he could read her mind. She was looking right into his eyes as she took off his t-shirt and sweat pants. She was about to pull off his boxer shorts when he shook his head. “You first,” he said gesturing at her pants. She pushed off her pants and pulled off his boxer shorts before she took off her own panties. She had tried as long as she could not to look at his girth but she could feel his cock hard against her thigh. She had straddled him and he had his hands on either side of her hips.

“Got any…” she started before he pointed to the top drawer of his nightstand. She got a condom from the drawer and handed it to him. She was breathing hard as he rolled on the latex onto his length.

“Ride me, baby,” he said as he looked at her. She raised her hips and he positioned his cock at her opening.

She was looking right into her eyes as she began lowering herself onto his length. But as soon as the head of his cock slipped into her pussy, she gasped. She was dripping wet but months of her dry spell made it feel like she was being split into two. She looked at him, her forehead creased and he knew almost immediately what he had to do. He began pulling her down making her moan softly and him groan as he felt his length filling her up. She whimpered when she felt his entire length buried inside her.