Lex accompanies me, from the highest delights to the slow climb down, holding me tight against him. When my shivers regress, his lips come to rest on my temple as I press my forehead on his shoulder, my breathy moans now getting lost somewhere between us. The entire time, I’m aware that all my wetness is directly coating his shaft, making it even better. It’s all for him.
When my head falls back onto the pillow, Lex uses my relaxed state to drop pecks as light as feathers on my flushed face. He kisses every spot he can think of—between my eyebrows, my temples, the tip of my nose, my closed eyelids, the corners of my mouth… His tenderness adds to the swelling sensation in my chest to the point where it becomes almost unbearable.
It isn’t right to be feeling all of this. We’re still far from the end of our trial period. I can’t fall for him so fast and so hard.
His kissing endeavor ends, so I slowly peel my eyes open to marvel at his perfect face. “Hi,” he says with a charming smile.
“Hi.”
My shy, exhausted reply earns me an indulging chuckle. “Ready for the next one?”
“Since when do you bother asking?”
“You just seem overwhelmed.” With a delicate hand, he brushes away my sweaty bangs. “Are you alright?”
No, I’m not.
I’m falling in love with you.
“Yeah. I really enjoy having you in my bed, that’s all,” I lie.
“I really enjoy having you anywhere.”
His amusement is contagious, and when our lips meet again, they’re bent into grins. He attempts a few careful thrusts to ensure I’m good to keep going, and I spur him on by pulling him closer and writhing my hips under his. Following my encouragement, his momentum picks up.
“You can’t fathom how badly I want to come inside of you,” he grunts in my ear, giving me a deeper thrust. “I want to pump you full of my cum, so you’ll keep some of me with you for days.”
My insides clench around him, and I helplessly moan. On Monday, after this weekend of condomless sex, I’ll be sitting in the office, where no one could ever guess what we did, but Lex and I will know. When we cross paths, we’ll know some of his pleasure remains inside me.
“I want it too,” I confess with a hoarse voice. “I want to walk around with your pleasure still in me and be constantly reminded that you came over and over inside my pussy, that you left it overflowing and overused.”
My words affect him further than I intended, and he swears before hastening his pace. His tender lovemaking slowly shifts into something rougher. It’s easier this way. I can handle fucking, but lovemaking is conflicting.
Seconds stretch into minutes as he plunges harshly in and out of me. His sweaty skin looks oiled like an actual Greek deity. My throat grows sore from all the cries and moans, my inner thighs aching from being spread open so widely. I know he’s reaching his climax when he sends a hand between us to jumpstart my orgasm.
“Aah… baby, yes!” I’m about to come harder than ever.
It only takes a few rolls of his thumb over my clit for me to explode. I cry, arch, tremble… Shivers and jolts crawl through my body, my whole frame tense despite how light I feel at this very moment.
My insides quiver around his shaft, bringing him to his climax. He moans in my damp hair and tenses on top of me, his hips buckling to go as deep as he can. I feel his essence spurt out inside me, filling me up with everything he has.
I hold him tightly, enjoying his increasing weight on my exhausted body. These moments are almost as enjoyable as the sex itself. I adore this vulnerability, these brief minutes where we’re both at our weakest, supporting and holding onto each other.
We slowly regain our senses, and Lex pushes himself up enough to stare at me with another one of his confusingly intense gazes. Without a word, he kisses me tenderly before pulling out. He rolls away to lie by my side and pensively stares at the ceiling.
Because I’m not ready to let go yet, I roll against him and lay my head on his broad chest, hooking an arm and a leg over him. Lex moves to accommodate the new position and passes his arm around me, the tip of his finger drawing mindless swirls on my naked shoulder.
We stay like this for a while, in the aftermath of our mind-blowing sex, enjoying the silence. The whole evening was an emotional rollercoaster, from arguing about trust to proving how much we trust each other.
“Do you think I’m a bad dancer?” I ask out of the blue, remembering the moment in the Troll’s Lair.
“I found you fascinating to look at. But then, I often think that when it comes to you, so I might not be the best judge.”
His answer delights me beyond words, especially when I witness the genuineness in his gaze. Feeling amorous, I snuggle closer to him.God, I wish we could stay like this forever.
Alas, life has other plans.
“We should go before it gets late,” Lex suggests. I frown and pout, reluctant to let go. “Come on. We’ll be just as comfortable in my bed.”
