“I’m up.”
Her eyes dart to my lap, and a smile flirts at her lips. “I can see that. Too bad we have to be at the café in under an hour,” she tosses over her shoulder as she heads to the dresser.
I’m off the bed and behind her before she can even get a leg into a pair of those cute cotton panties. My arms wrap around her waist, and I bury my face in the curve of her neck.
“I’ll make it quick,” I murmur. My hands undo her towel, and it falls with a damp thump at her feet.
“Chaz . . .” she moans when my fingers and thumbs brush her nipples and softly pluck them the way she likes.
I press into her, bending my knees just a little so my hard cock slides between the seam of her ass cheeks.
Her hands move to my wrists, her fingers forming semi-circles around them, not to stop me but to urge me on. Her hips writhe, and her breath catches, thrilling me with how fast she heats up, and I’ve only just begun. She twists her head, hermouth finding mine in a wet, lusty kiss. Lexie may not realize this yet, but she’s a sexual powder keg.
“Let’s try this together, Blue,” I murmur between kisses, aware that she’s had a hard time making herself come. “Would that be okay?”
“Y-yes. What do I do?”
“You could touch your clit while I play with your nipples.”
“Could we touch there together? Like, could you put your fingers inside me?”
“Fuck, yes.” My groan turns even rougher when I release her breast and drag my hand down to her pussy. She’s already seeping with desire. I slowly push my middle finger into her, and she immediately clenches, sucking me in deeper. “How’s that?” I ask, still keeping up the nipple play with my other hand.
“So good.” Her head rolls back against my shoulder. “Can . . . can you add another finger?”
“Anything you want, baby. Just tell me, and it’s yours. I want to please you in every way.”
“You do. Ahh . . .”
I join her moans, pressing another finger into her wet juices. I curl the tips like last night, finding the spot that makes her squirm and pant. I commit each sound, each moan, each breath to memory.
“Can you touch your clit, baby? Make yourself come that way.”
“It’s never been very good.”
“We’ll make it good this time.”
“Okay,” she says, trusting me and, more importantly, herself. She takes a deep breath, and I feel her hand move from my wrist and slide between her legs, brushing the back of my hand where I’m still inside her.
My cock is on fire, about to combust. “Do you want to lie down?” I ask.
“No. I love feeling you pressed up against me like this.” Her hand starts moving in a circular motion. I wish I could see it, but feeling it, imagining it, that’s fucking hot.
I stroke her nipple, and she whimpers, grinding her pretty ass against me. “You’re so milky, baby. I can’t stop thinking about the way you tasted, the way you came in my mouth.”
“Oh God, Chaz,” she chokes out, her movements growing more frantic. I follow her rhythm, quickening my thrusts and giving her nipple a sharp pinch that makes her gasp and moan harder.
My Blue likes a little roughness. Taking her cries into my mouth, I keep pace, determined to take and give her everything. Suddenly, she’s clenching and trembling all over.
“That’s it, baby,” I grit through clenched teeth. “You’re so beautiful, Blue, fucking my fingers, squeezing them. So ready to come.”
“I’m . . . I’m . . . oh, Chaz. Ahh!” she cries out, quivering and pulsing around my thrusts, her sounds of release renting the air.
I feel like a part of her, like an extension cord, feeding from the same sensual power source. Groaning out her name, I come too, spilling between her soft ass cheeks.
“Chaz,” she murmurs with wonder. “It wasn’t a fluke. I came again.”
“Yeah, baby, you did,” I reply as my sluggish brain kicks into gear again. “You made me come too. I couldn’t hold back.”
