“Then it doesn’t matter. There are other things. I’ve never enjoyed sex as much as I do with you.”
My eyes widen at the revelation. “Wait, how on earth amIyour best lay?”
“I don’t know how to explain it. I can’t stop wanting you, and when I have you, I only want more. You’re constantly on my mind.”
“Are you lying to me to make me feel better?” I dubiously ask.
“That’s really not my style.” True, Lex isn’t one to lie to preserve someone’s feelings.
“Tell me gently if I’m doing something you don’t like, okay?”
“I don’t see what you could do that I wouldn’t thoroughly enjoy. Except maybe bite me.”
I giggle, truly reassured. I’m not bad to the point where I’d bite down on his dick.
With my confidence restored, I finish opening his zipper. Time to see if he has Nintendo-themed underwear.
To my great dissatisfaction, it’s just black boxer briefs. The hard-as-fuck dick underneath doesn’t disappoint, though. My discontented pout makes him smile broadly. God, he truly is the most gorgeous man I will ever see.
“This is the first time a woman has reacted so poorly to what she found in my pants,” he jokes, a little cocky.
Then he taps his shoes together behind me with a mischievous smile.Oh God, he didn’t!Because I can’t miss an opportunity to tease the shit out of him, I straddle him the other way strained around and bend in a way that surely gives him a glorious view of my ass.
He growls something, and the bed protests as he pulls on his restraints. This is so much fun. Once his shoes come off, it all makes sense. He’s wearing Mario socks.
“Did you buy them just for me?” I ask, twisting around to meet his eyes.
“I thought you might like them, yes.”
I move back to straddle him forward-facing and thank him with a passionate kiss. Is it stupid of me to find it so adorable? God, how I adore him.
“Look at us… I wear sexy lingerie for you, and you wear geeky socks for me. And we kind of had matching outfits.”
The following kiss is somehow different from all the others we’ve ever shared. There’s a profound longing, a lazy amorousness that makes our gestures languorous and patient. It’s the intense clenching of my core that forces me to stop. My slim fingers slide under the waistband of his pants before tugging at it. He helps me, raising himself, as I pull them down, along with his boxers. His dick springs out to rest hard and long on his lower abdomen, pointing to his navel.
“I think I’ll have you entirely naked, with only your socks on.”
“Don’t you dare.”
“What will you do if I disobey?”
“Walker, you don’t want to know.”
My intimacy pulses at the threat, knowing perfectly well I’d love whatever punishment he’d cleverly come up with.
“How about this? I’ll take your socks off, but you still do to me whatever you have in mind?”
His eyes become almost entirely black, and I quench my victorious grin. I’m becoming very good at getting to him. With avid movements, I remove his pants, socks, and boxers, throw the messy bunch on the floor next to us, and come back on top of him, low enough to level my head with his incredible erection. Trying to display confidence I’m not feeling, I circle his swollen girth with my fingers and gently massage it, locking my eyes on his.
“How are you always so hard for me, Alexander?” He groans and fists the restraints, his knuckles turning white.
Mischievously, I bend to bring my mouth closer to him. He waits, absolutely unmoving, and I find the moment strangely empowering. I’m still caressing him up and down with my hand when a clear stream of precum escapes the tip of his shaft to roll down on it.
This is too tempting to miss, so I lick it up his rigid length, ending with a kiss underneath its round head, making him curse under his breath. The salty flavor spreads on my tongue, and I hum appreciatively. Lex is about to become my favorite flavor.
Feeling amorous, I move along his impressive size, kissing and licking, following the veins with my tongue, giving special attention to the crease under the tip while I fondle his heavy sack with my hand.
I can hear the strained breaths he lets out, the wood of the bed protest when he pulls on the ties, and see his abs flex. I’m definitely doing something right.
