by Linda Verji
If it wasn’t for how tightly Lex was holding her hand as he kept his eyes on the road, she would’ve changed her mind. But his touch was too lethal. Despite all her misgivings, she wanted more of that touch. In the elevator up to his condo, he held her close to him by the waist. It was almost as if he was unconsciously trying to keep her from running. Well, he didn’t need to do. Even if she wanted to, she couldn’t run. She was too tightly bound and captivated by him.
Once they got into his house, there was no need for words. She leaned against the door, and he bracketed her head between his hands before he swooped down for a kiss. The kiss was deep, it was passionate. Desperation oozed from every clash of their lips. Their tongues danced, slowly and deeply in and out of each other’s mouths as they pressed closer and closer to each other.
The heat that had only been an ember just minutes ago leaped and grew until Freddie felt like she was standing right in the middle of a furnace. If it wasn’t for the hand he slipped around her waist, she would’ve melted into the floor. Her whole body felt liquid, indescribably hot and bothered. Feeling the hard, steel-like evidence of his desire pushing against her tummy only enhanced the electric sensations sweeping through her.
She moaned in protest when he tore his lips from hers. When she opened her eyes, she found him watching her intently. His eyes were dark and hooded, shadowed with need identical to hers.
“We can stop if you want,” he offered, his voice rough and breathless. Leaning his forehead against hers, he whispered, “It’s not too late.”
No, he was wrong about that. It was already too late for her. She wanted him with a need that couldn’t be leashed even by common sense. Without a word, she grabbed the back of his neck and dragged him right back to her.
If the previous kiss was fevered, then this one was miles above frantic. It was almost as if they were at war, each trying to break the other first. He played with her lips, sucked her tongue, drove her further into insanity with his kisses. And she took it all then gave it all right back to him with more. She returned his kisses passionately, running her hands all over his body just as he was doing to her. However, it was when he lowered his hands to her ass and lifted her up that she lost all control of her body.
Acting only on instinct, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She pulled herself tightly against him as he carried her to the bedroom. Once they were both seated on his sizeable bed, he came back for another kiss. This one was softer, sweeter and more delicate. His hands fluttered over her arms lightly, almost as if he was afraid to touch her. It left her feeling precious, like crystal that he was afraid to break.
It’s okay. Break me. She grabbed his shirt with both hands and pushed her lips against his to deepen the kiss. This wasn’t the time for him to ease the pressure. Not when the fire inside her was already raging. Not when the space between her thighs was already tingling, readying her for his possession. She wanted everything he had to give. Everything.
But Lex refused to march to her beat. Instead of kissing her as hard as she wanted, his lips fluttered lightly over hers before moving on. Small butterfly kisses on her cheek, the bridge of her nose, her forehead, her naked arm, her neck. He circled her with kisses on the parts of her body that weren’t covered by her dress until he was seated behind her.
“Lex… please,” Freddie whimpered and turned her head so she could see him, so she could kiss him.
This time he acquiesced. He sealed her mouth with his, drinking in her whimpers and teasing her with his tongue. Strong arms came around her; one arm held her tightly around the shoulders while his other hand lowered to her breast.
“Ah!” she moaned. Even though her dress and bra were in the way, his touch still sent electric sensations soaring within her. Her flesh swelled into his hand, begging him to touch her more firmly.
And he did.
Keenly, he watched her, taking in her reaction to his caresses. When he urged her to lean forward, she gladly complied, giving him the space to pull down the zipper of her dress. He didn’t even bother taking the dress off her. He just unclipped her bra then pushed his hands between all that fabric from her back to her front and caught both her breasts.
Oh! Goodness gracious. The man knew how to use his hands. Freddie could only lean back into him as he tormented her with those expert, expert hands. Molding, kneading, flicking, pinching… jeez! She was barely coherent enough to even notice when he pulled her sleeves down and pushed her dress to her waist. Her bra went flying somewhere in the room right before Lex slowly eased her onto the bed.
With one hand he played with her breast while with the other, he quickly unbuttoned his shirt. He only let her go so he could shrug off the shirt. Once his shirt was gone, he came back down to her for another kiss. There was no finesse to the kiss; it was pure desire and passion. His muscular chest pressed into her naked breasts as they kissed, and he fit his lower body between her thighs, pushing the skirt of her dress up so he could press his cock into her pussy.
They both groaned at the contact. He was already hard… so hard. Even his khaki pants were no barrier for that jutting part of him. Hard and tight, his thick shaft pushed against her watering pussy. Feeling hornier than she ever had, Freddie arched upwards into him, trying to get more of that contact. To her disappointment, he moved away, but it was only so he could slide lower and get to her breasts.
“Oh my God… Ah!” Her cry echoed in the room when his tongue found her breast. He circled the throbbing flesh around her areola before flicking her nipple. The ache that swept through her right then was so intense that she pushed her fingers into his hair and lightly pulled.
Unaffected by her passion, Lex flicked her aching nub with his tongue again before taking it completely into his mouth. The sensations that careened through her as his wet tongue played her were indescribably, beyond imagination. And when he transferred his attention to her other breast, she was surprised that she didn’t bolt right off the bed. She was in pain, delicious pain. Inside her was a burning desire that went deeper than any emotion she’d ever felt. And she needed more of it.
Lex moved to the side of her body and his hands slipped between her legs, her inner thighs… right to that spot. Freddie’s lips parted in a soundless moan when his hand met the thin fabric hiding her from him. Her desperate eyes met his in pleading when he lightly ran his fingers over the top of her mound.
“You shaved,” he murmured half to himself.
“Yeah.” The last time they were in this position, she’d been caught unawares. But not today. Her voice was husky and strangled as she asked, “You don’t like it?”
He smiled. “I like you any way you are.”
Could a man get even sexier? Before Freddie could show him just how much she appreciated his words, he was already moving again. Kissing his way down her torso, he dragged her dress completely off her until she was left in only her panties. Those panties didn’t last long though. With one forceful pull, they disappeared, leaving her naked as the day she was born.
The way he was staring at her body.
The way his eyes darkened with desire.
The way he pushed out a heavy breath as if he couldn’t handle seeing her this way.
It sent unimaginable thrill through her. When he cupped her naked pussy, all she could do was arch upwards into his hot touch. Electricity and heat shot through her when he finally touched her properly. His fingers - those wicked, wicked fingers – lazily slipped between her already swollen lips to rub against her wet slit before moving upwards.
“Oh…my… sss,” Freddie hissed when he found her clit. “There…. Aaaah… Lex.”
He flicked, rubbed, circled then moved down to gather more moisture before coming to strum at her sensitive nub. Holy Hell! He was trying to kill her, wasn’t he? What made it even more intense was how he was looking at her. His keen gaze would’ve been enough to make her squirm even if he wasn’t torturing her with his fingers.
When he pushed one finger into her, she ar
ched upwards with a moan, squeezing that finger. Oh how she wished that that was him, all of him. But Lex wasn’t ready for that yet. He moved downwards to position his head between her legs, and she automatically spread her hips wider for him.
From then on, Freddie lost all sense of reason. She couldn’t tell left from right or pain from pleasure. She couldn’t tell where desperation ended and where desire started. Every inch of her was focused on the sensations Lex was fanning with his mouth. He dove deep, drank her like she was the sweetest wine. Her whole body shook and shivered as the ball of wet heat inside her pussy grew and grew.
“Lex,” she wailed his name as his amazing mouth wreaked havoc on her senses. It was more than she’d ever experienced, more than she could take. Her fingers pushed into his hair and dug into his skull, begging him to stop, ordering him not to stop.
When he forced two fingers into her wet sex, she lost her mind. Every inch of her seemed to tighten. It was like she was an elastic band that had been stretched too tight. Her body trembled and pulsed around his fingers as it started. When her orgasm struck, a low moan escaped her lips. She closed her eyes, jerking upwards awkwardly as wave after wave crushed into her.
Lex licked her through it all. He eased her back to earth with light flicks of his tongue on her clit and slow pumps of his fingers in and out of her. When she collapsed back senselessly on the bed, he soothed her with little kisses on the top of her mound, her navel, her torso and her breasts as he came back to her. Their lips met in a soft, deep kiss.
He’d given her so much pleasure that she was eager to return the favor. She slipped her hand between them for his zipper. When it was too hard to get to it, she pushed him up until they were both kneeling on the bed. However, instead of going directly for his zipper, she turned her attention to his chest.
She’d heard that men’s nipples weren’t quite as sensitive as women’s but she wanted to try his out anyway. She traced kisses on his chest before licking his beaded tip like she wanted. Obviously, Lex was enjoying the attention given how he groaned in pleasure before raining kisses on her hair and forehead. With a smile, she nibbled, touched and licked him to her heart’s content.
When she met his eyes again, it was to ask, “You like that?”
He nodded, but dragged her hand to his still-clothed cock to show her what more he wanted.
“This?” she asked with a grin as she ran a finger along the swollen shaft bulging through his pants.
His face was the picture of harsh need as he ordered, “More.”
“Like this?” This time she squeezed and cupped him. His eyes grew darker and his hard dick twitched in her hands. So she did it again. His body was tense and still, like a statue with a giant hard-on as he watched her tease his cock through the fabric. She found the head of him and teased it with several circular motions of her finger.
But it wasn’t enough for Lex. With one swift move, he unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them. He shoved the pants, along with his boxer-briefs, straight to his knees.
“Oh!” Freddie gasped. There it was. Naked and perfect in every way.
She was impressed and enthralled, unable to take her eyes off it. The length, the thickness, how it was straining with veins bulging along it, how its bulbous head shone, purple and engorged. Without conscious thought, she reached for him. He let out a startling deep growl when she wrapped her fingers around his flesh. And when she slowly began to stroke, he threw his head back.
“Freddie.” His voice was deep, broken, hoarse and full of lust.
She gasped when he jerked in her hand, growing even longer and thicker. Damn! It was hypnotizing, and to know that she was the one who’d caused this reaction brought her more pleasure than she thought possible. She was the one doing this to him. Making him so hard. Making him groan her name like that. She wanted… no, she needed to hear that groan again.
She got on all fours in front of him and set her mouth on him.
“Freddie.” His hand found his way to her braids, grasped them as he growled. When she sucked him powerfully, he pushed into her mouth. “Fuck!”
THIS KIND OF pleasure couldn’t possibly be legal. It was the kind of pleasure that could kill a man. Lex’s heart was racing so fast, it felt like he was about to have a heart attack. Beads of sweat raced down the side of his face as his breath came in pants. He was hard to the point of bursting yet Freddie was still torturing him. Her mouth and hand were like a furnace, scorching him, turning him to ash before her.
Unable to stay kneeling, he moved to sit down on the bed and kicked his pants the rest of the way off. Freddie never once released him, and once he was comfortable, she went right back to blowing him. He wanted to stop her. He wanted to beg her to never, ever, ever stop. But he couldn’t push a word out through his closed-up throat. All he could do was stroke her hair and guide her head, showing her how he liked it.
However, the sensations soon became too much to bear. At this rate, he’d break before he could even get inside her. No, he couldn’t let that happen. He pushed her head away from him.
“Lex,” she protested. “Let me-”
“No.” He dragged her up his body to quiet her protest with a kiss then he flipped their positions.
Once he had her on her back, he fit his lower body between her thighs. The position was more exhilarating than expected. Her naked tits pressed against his chest while his heavy shaft lay lengthwise over the slit of her pussy. Kissing her, he teased her with his cock, rubbing her slit with its leaking tip.
Freddie moaned and purred like a kitten, gyrating her body under his in time to the slow rhythm of their kiss. It was enough to break a man. Frankly, he wanted to enter her right then; skin to skin. But he knew that it was something they needed to discuss first. Reluctantly, he lifted away from her. Strapping up took a second, and when he came back, she was right where he’d left her, legs spread and waiting for him.
His heart jumped a beat at the sight of her. Her face shone with pleasure and her eyes were shadowed with lust and trust. The points of her fleshy, beautiful tits stood proud as if announcing just how much she wanted him. Her smooth, brown pussy was glistening wet, swollen and horny for him. It was enough to awaken the animal inside him.
Without further ado, he positioned his broad tip at her folds. His eyes locked with hers, he eased into her. Hard. Steady. Slow. His pulsing dick made its way deeper into her tight entrance. Freddie sucked in a deep breath and her eyes widened as her pussy stretched around him. When her body attempted retreat, he held her hips tight and forced more of himself into her.
“Oh… ah…” She winced and moaned as he pushed and pushed and pushed until he was completely inside her.
“Christ!” He closed his eyes tightly as sensation after sensation rippled through him. Every nerve ending in his cock was alive as he lay fully encased inside her. She was pulsing around him, squeezing him as if begging him to start moving. He lifted his head and met her eyes to make sure. “You okay?”
“Ye-” Her breath caught in her throat as if she was too steeped in pleasure to even finish speaking. However, the way she tilted her lower body up and grabbed his ass left no doubt that she was ready for him.
He moved out then pushed back in slowly. Freddie’s eyes dilated in pleasure, her mouth opened in a silent scream as she clamped around his dick like a vise. She was tight! Damn, she was tight. Every small movement was a delightful squeeze that had him taking in deep breaths just so he wouldn’t erupt prematurely.
“Ah!” she moaned. “How do you always do this to me?”
The same way she was doing it to him. No other woman had ever given him this much pleasure, made him ache to completely possess her as Freddie had. She gripped him tightly whenever he pumped in and clung to him desperately when he pulled out. Amazed at the feeling, he lifted slightly off her body so he could thrust harder. When he did, she took everything he had to give without complaint.
“That’s it,” Freddie whispered breathlessly when he pushed i
n again then retreated. Her voice broke into a moan when he pushed in again. “Oh. Oh. Oh… harder.”
He thrust in deep into her before bringing her up until they were both seated, her on him, him still inside her. This position was even more erotic because it felt like they were just sitting. Now he could embrace her tightly and kiss her even as he gave her free rein to run the show. He let her lift and dance on his lap, grind and gyrate into his cock, take as much of him as she wanted.
When she was breathless and shaking, he grabbed her ass to help her ride him until she started to convulse. She bucked once, twice, three times. With a scream, she came, stiffening against him as she did. Grinning, Lex covered her mouth with his to swallow her screams.
Now that she’d gotten her release, it was his turn. He didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath. Still kissing her, he lay them both back down on the bed. Without coaxing, she spread her thighs, positioning herself perfectly for him. He set the back of her knees on his elbow, tilting her up higher before shoving himself into her again.
In. Out. In. Out.
He plunged back into her until his balls slapped against her creamy folds, until it felt like he was drilling deep, deep inside her. Again and again and again. The more he pounded her, the more she squealed.
Christ! He loved the sounds she made. It took mere minutes for her to take him from tentative sanity to wild insanity. He lost himself to desire as his groans mingled with her cries and the smacking sounds of their bodies meeting. When he started to boil, his strokes became harder and faster. As if he wasn’t already far gone, her pussy started trembling around him again.
He couldn’t hold back.
The only thought running in his mind was that he needed to claim her, possess her. He shoved himself so deeply inside her, he was surprised he didn’t rip her apart.
“Oh, God. Oh, God.” Freddie panted as she clung to his wrists. “I can’t-”
Her piercing scream interrupted her words as she fell over the edge again.
Her release was his ignition. Burying his head in the crook of her neck, he let go of the leash that was holding him back. And that was when all hell broke loose. He let out a guttural groan as his release flooded him. Holding himself deep inside her, he rode the wave to its very end.
