I shuffled them apart, as he demanded, the soles of my feet squeaking as they shifted against the floor.
I struggled to keep my hands above my head, there was nothing by air to hold onto, and I wanted desperately to run my fingers through his hair.
All at once his tongue darted out and buried itself between my lips.
My butt juddered away in shock and Lex quickly took hold of my hips to keep me still.
Oh god, this was madness, I thought as he moved and licked, me making me squirm against his face.
Without thinking my arms fell and rested upon his head, and for a second all thoughts of reason flew out of my mind as I pushed him further into me.
Lex pulled back and shot up to standing position, grabbed my arms and slammed them up and back to their original position.
His fiery eyes were level with mine.
“No touching,” he breathed and leaned in to me, his head buried in a curtain of my hair. Was he giving up? Was Lex battling his own demons?
He pushed himself up and for a moment he looked at me and smiled. God, that smile changed everything.
“Fuck it,” he said and his mouth was suddenly upon mine.
I closed my eyes as they rolled back, melting as our tongues met for the first time. I’d never been kissed like this before and I revelled in it; hoping it would last forever.
He consumed me and I let him. My hands dropped again, wrapping themselves around his neck as he held me, but this time he allowed them to stay and I hung on tight as he jerked my body upwards towards his waist; holding onto my bottom. My legs curled around his thighs and pulled him closer. His rigid cock hidden beneath the material of his trousers rubbed against me, sending me into a wild frenzy.
I needed him, and could sense the same urgency in his rough touch; his hands reached around and in–between, finding my wet opening.
I moaned again, louder this time, and his mouth moved to my erect nipples. He licked their bead–like tips and I grinded against him, letting him know I needed and wanted more.
“You’re driving me crazy,” he whispered. I couldn’t quite believe his words; finally the dark veil he stayed hidden behind was turning translucent, revealing a softer unseen side of him. His silhouette stood behind that curtain and I could just about make him out; his outline becoming clear with each passing moment.
“I have to have you now,” he said as he turned and carried me out of the kitchen and into the living room. His powerful frame had no problem bearing my load and he eased our bodies down to the thick rug by the dying fire.
Embers glowed red; the light fell onto his face, making it look softer as he gazed down upon me.
I watched him and my fingers curled into the twisted carpet fibres, as he slipped off his jacket and undressed himself. The unbuttoning of each round pearl was like torture as he slowly revealed slivers of his tanned, rock–like, flesh beneath.
I wet my lips as he moved his long fingers to the buckle of his belt. He flipped the catch open and eased the leather from around his waist.
I wanted this moment to last forever but from that point on everything became a blur; a haze of passion. I helped him slip his trousers down with the inside soles of my feet and gasped as his cock jumped out from his tight boxers. He was magnificent and my walls contracted in anticipation; pulsing a furious beat.
My feet curled around his muscular butt and urged him to move forward, but his body was unyielding. Lex was knelt between my open legs studying my impatient body. He was breathing hard through his nose; his chest rose and fell. God his eyes were wild, he looked like a bull ready to charge, holding off until the perfect moment.
I didn’t dare utter a sound for fear that he’d lose that feral look. I wanted to be ravaged no matter the cost.
Slowly, his hand skated the top of his cock and I almost whimpered at the sight. Just take me now, I thought, and I spread my legs a little farther apart.
Lex titled his head, not missing anything. His hands slid down from my knees to my thighs and finally he was on top of me; kissing me, touching every part of me. I couldn’t figure out where my body ended and his began.
He found my hot centre, prying my sodden lips apart; teasing me and pressed his cock at my entrance. It took everything I had not to tilt my hips higher and force him to enter me. I waited, experiencing each tingle – his fingertips ran up and down my arms, over my swollen breasts; I could’ve sworn he’d grown and extra pair of hands.
All of sudden, he stopped. His eyes met mine and our noses nearly touched.
He thrust his hips forward and I moaned as I opened to welcome him. His movements were slow and delicate at first, letting me feel his whole entire length inside me. But as our bodies warmed, as they dripped with sweat; our sides singed by the fire, his pace increased and my hips moved in tandem, rocking while we held onto each other.