Bex stirs in my arms and snaps me back to the present. It’s been a long twenty years to get to this point, this specific point of absolute certain happiness.
“Sorry,” she mumbles. “I might have dozed off for a bit there.”
“Don’t apologize, baby,” I say, pressing my lips to her neck. “I wish I could sit here with you all day.”
Bex groans. “Do you really have to go back tonight?”
I was supposed to have two nights in Vegas with Bex, but when I landed last night, Bridget texted me about the read-throughs being moved up by two days. It just made sense to go home earlier and spend time familiarizing myself with the latest script. For a movie Bex has no fucking idea is even happening.
Swallowing hard, I nod. “I’m sorry. Believe me, I’d rather be spending all day and all night in bed with you.”
Bex leans back, and I hiss as her pussy, wet and slick, rubs against my thigh. With her robe completely open, her tits are heavy against my chest, her nipples peaked and aching for my touch.
“The bed, hm?” she asks with a mischievous look on her face. “What about… the hot tub?” She glances over to her right, where a luxurious ten-person in-ground hot tub sits. The jets bubble and steam rises from the surface of the water.
I look back at Bex and wrap her hair in my fist, giving it a short but tight tug.
“Look at you. Is my dirty little slut ready for some hot tub sex?” I growl.
Bex bites her lip and nods. “I’ve never had sex in a hot tub before. I want that first to belong to you.”
Fuck me. I lean forward and take her mouth in a sloppy, aggressive kiss. With my experience, I have little to no sexual firsts left. But something about Bex, the way I feel about her and that look of utter adoration and heat in her eyes… She makes everything feel like the first fucking time. My cock is so hard right now, I’m leaking precum onto mystomach, and she hasn’t even touched me. The power this incredible woman has over me… it’s like something I never thought I would experience.
Something I never thought I deserved.
Bex leans back further, pressing her hand against my chest and breaking our kiss. “But first,” she says, sliding off my lap to her knees, “I want to try this again. Please. Sir.”
She adds the ‘sir’ as an afterthought, but damn if it doesn’t make my cock surge and spring out from the parting in my robe. Bex runs her tongue over her lips as she takes my thick length in her hand, stroking softly at the base. I’m about to confess that I want our roles reversed and that I should be on my knees for her, but she puts her lips on me and my mind goes blank.
“Fuck, Bex,” I grunt out. I want to close my eyes and throw my head back, but I force myself to focus on her. God help me, from the moment I first saw her smile in the high limit room at the Bravado, all I could picture were her lips around my cock. The reality of how beautiful she looks right now, with her lips spread wide, enveloping me in the wet heat of her mouth, is un-fucking-real.
She strokes my base with one hand, the other on my thigh, as she tries to take more and more of me into her mouth, down her throat. Her eyes tear up, but she doesn’t gag. I cup her jaw and whisper, “That’s my good girl. Look at you taking my cock so well. You’re so beautiful, Bex.” She whimpers at the praise. “Can I try something?”
Bex nods as a tear slips from her eye. I brush it away with my thumb before sliding my hand down to her neck and wrap my hand around her throat. I’m careful not to squeeze too tightly, butjust enoughso when I thrust into her mouth, I can feel the crown of my cockin her throat, beneath the pressure of my thumb.
That is a trick I learned early in my career, and fuck if it doesn’t make me almost spill my come down her throat. Bex moans around my cock, and I know she can feel how deep I’m getting as I slowly fuck her face.
After several thrusts, I reluctantly pull out of her mouth and help her stand up before pulling her in for a kiss. I swipe my tongue against hers, desperately thanking her—and her mouth—for that incredible experience.
“I’m not coming down your throat, Bex,” I moan as I pull back from her.
She wipes a stray tear from her eye, her smile proud and radiant. “Not this time, you mean.”
This woman. I grab her hand and pull her toward the hot tub. “Let’s go take care of one of your firsts, baby.”
Chapter 19
Bex
Corey:I forgot to ask you something
Bex:??? you just left
Corey:had other things on my mind
Corey:and on my cock
Corey:like 2-3 times
