by Lori King
Refusing to find humor in the statement, Lex cupped her jaw and drew her lips to his before he whispered, “It’s absolutely perfect the way it is, love.”
After a warm moment of staring into each other’s eyes, they broke apart and returned to their tray of snacks. They took turns playfully feeding each other, and filling their stomachs. Once he was satisfied she was full, he put the food aside to focus on getting his hands on her body once again.
Rolling her onto her stomach, he straddled her hips and moved her hair away from her back admiring the long line of her spine and her pale, white skin. He smiled when he spotted the pink flush still adorning her ass cheeks from the spanking earlier. “This is going to be cold when I start, but it will warm up quickly.”
She hissed out a breath when he smoothed the cold cream over her tender ass, but she didn’t flinch. He took his time, smoothing it over every inch of skin on her back, bottom, and thighs, and when he finished, he rolled her so that he could begin again on her front. She giggled when he massaged it into her belly button, and then laughed out loud when he tried to do the same with her arm pits.
“I don’t remember any of those muscles being used.” She said batting his hand away.
“You’d be surprised what will hurt after a good hard fuck, princess. Besides, I wouldn’t want to leave any bit of you feeling neglected.” He bent and pressed a kiss to the smooth skin of her underarm, smiling when she giggled and arched away from him. “Hmm. It seems someone has a ticklish spot.”
Her eyes went wide and she jerked away, “No way! We’re not going there. I’m too tired for tickling.”
Moving to capture her lips, he kissed her as deeply as he could. His tongue mated with hers, and they exchanged a breath. They were both panting when he finally released her lips, and she smiled up at him. The nervous apprehension was gone from her eyes now, replaced with relaxed pleasure.
“Is it my turn to massage you now, Sir?”
His cock twitched back to life, and he moaned, pressing his face between her breasts. “I’ve never let one of my subs give me aftercare.”
“It’s not aftercare exactly. I want to show you how much I appreciate what you’ve done for me. Before tonight I wasn’t sure if BDSM really turned me on, or if it was just the fantasy of it I liked. That spanking sealed the deal for me.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding his head against her chest, and he pressed his lips to the curve of her breast.
“Good, because you have a lot to learn, sub.”
Throwing his weight to the side, he rolled so that she was straddling him, her breasts hanging in his face. She laughed, and dipped her head for a kiss. “Maybe I should take a submissive training course?”
“Fuck, you have to let me be there, please! Killian teaches the only course around here, and I can’t wait to see his face when you offer him twenty dollars for your punishment.” Lex said, laughing loudly now. She harrumphed, and then wiggled her hips down until her soft pussy rode his half hard cock.
“Not laughing now are you, Sir?” she said wickedly, bending her head to bite at his nipple.
Lex narrowed his eyes, and reached to push her hair back from her face. “Just what are you about, Marley-girl?”
“Nothing at all, Sir” she said, batting her eyes innocently, “Just showing my appreciation for your earlier performance. Enjoy it, would ya?”
Lex grumbled under his breath about impertinent subs with switchy tendencies, but she actually did take the massaging lotion and begin rubbing it into his skin. It felt fantastic to have her hands on him, touching him tenderly as though she might actually have some affection for him, and he felt himself relaxing.
~
Marley loved the sweet smile on Lex’s face. She loved knowing that her touch pleased him. Logically she knew that was the submissive side of her, but she couldn’t deny the power she felt being the one in control. From this position she could take him if she wanted to, or tease him if she’d rather. It was heady, and enlightening. Maybe there was a bit of a switch in her. Either way, she knew that she wanted to figure out a way to keep seeing Lex until she figured it out. Maybe he would be willing to just be her Dom at the Lusty Fantasies Parties once a month. That way, their situation wasn’t over-complicated. Surely she could survive on one wild night a month.
She worked her hands down his chest to his toned stomach, enjoying the feeling of his abs flexing under her fingertips. He was hard where she was soft, they were the exact opposites physically, and it intrigued her. She rocked her hips as she stretched and reached back up to his shoulders to repeat the downward slide, and his thickening cock hit her clit just right. They both moaned, and his hands came around to cup her ass, holding her in place.
“Fuck that feels good. You are sin incarnate, princess.” He murmured. Pleased with his response, she grinned back at him, and shifted her hips again, making them both happy.
Before she could readjust, Lex took over, and with her arms and torso stretched, Marley could only balance herself against him, as he thrust his hips up to press his dick against her. This time the motion caused a slurping sound as her juices began to flow. Desire filled his eyes making their ocean-blue color turn to more of a spotlight-sapphire.
“Are you too sore for this?” he asked, staring up into her eyes. His genuine concern warmed her heart, and she gave him a reassuring smile.
“I’m tender, but not too sore to go again.” She answered, sliding backwards again to encourage him. They slipped and slid together continuing the squishy sounds and sharing each other’s moans, until Lex moved his hands to her shoulders and shoved her up into a seated position.
“Do we need a condom?” he whispered in that husky tone that set her on fire.
She shook her head, “There’s no point now. The damage is done. Please, Lex, I need you.”
“Good. I want to feel you hot on my skin. Grab my cock and put it inside you.”
She followed his instructions, rising up just enough to grip his hard length and point it home. They both groaned in relief as he filled her completely, and their groins met.
Heaven. It was pure heaven.
Marley took the lead without any prompting, rolling her hips in a tight figure eight pattern just to see how he would react. His wide eyes and sharp inhale encouraged her, and she worked her hips like a Polynesian dancer.
“What the hell are you doing to me woman?” Lex cursed as his abs tightened, and he brought his knees up, forcing her to fall forward. It brought the head of his cock into tight contact with her g-spot and she half-giggled, half-gasped in pleasure.
“I might have taken belly dancing classes for a few years to keep in shape,” she said, tossing her head back and increasing her hip movements until the whole bed was rocking with their motion.
“Beautiful. You’re fucking beautiful!” he said through clenched teeth, his own neck and back arching up so that there was no inch of her pussy not in contact with his pubic area. This wasn’t the normal thrust and go motion of sex; instead they mashed themselves together, grinding against each other, letting friction do the hard work.
Marley closed her eyes when his hands came up and clutched at her bouncing breasts. It felt fantastic to have him need her so badly, and she loved hearing his sounds of pleasure. She continued her movements until her rhythm became more frantic and jerky; instinctively Lex seemed to know when to take over. He sat up, spreading his thighs, so that she dipped between them, and they were chest to chest.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, they undulated against each other never breaking eye contact. Marley’s mouth dropped open as her climax built steadily; stealing the air from her lungs and making her body tighten like a spring ready to bounce across the room. Lex nipped at her throat and shoulder, using his hands to bring her hips as tight as they could possibly go against him, before he let go of his precious control, and filled her with his release. She didn’t scream with her orgasm this time, but it affected her more deeply than she could have ever i
magined. She felt her heart crack under the pressure of her feelings for him, as pure pleasure rocketed through her.
~
Lex held Marley up, her body as limp as a beach towel in the surf. She sighed with pleasure, even though neither of them was moving now, and shifted her head on his shoulder so that her lips were almost against the skin of his throat.
“That was delicious.” She murmured, sounding breathy and exhausted.
“It was perfect, princess.” That was all he could say. He didn’t know how to make her understand just how perfect it was. It was life-changing, mind-blowing, soul-stealing, and heart-wrenching all wrapped up into one massive orgasm. She would think he was insane if he tried to explain. Fuck, he had to get ahold of himself. Otherwise it would be awkward when they parted ways in the morning.
“You know, you’re going to have to let me get my beauty rest now. Otherwise you’ll wake up to find a shriveled up old man in bed next to you in the morning.” He was trying to tease her, but his voice cracked, and he was forced to clear his throat. Fucking shitty ass time to be getting emotional, that’s for sure, he thought.
“I think I’m already sleeping. This whole night has been a dream, and tomorrow I’m going to wake up in my own bed. Most likely with the sheet wrapped around my wet thighs, and a pillow against my chest,” she said with a giggle.
Lex pressed a kiss to her forehead as he turned and put her down on the mattress. “Not a dream, sweet Marley, just a perfect fantasy. Go to sleep, princess.”
Her only response was a muffled sigh, as she twisted her body, buried her face into a pillow, and promptly fell asleep. He sat watching her for what felt like hours, and by the time he moved to go clean up, the cum had dried into a sticky uncomfortable mess all over his cock and balls. He frowned over his shoulder thinking that Marley would wake up sticky and uncomfortable in the morning, and that certainly wouldn’t do. If that happened, he wouldn’t be able to convince her to make love one more time before they let reality invade their midnight fairytale.
Collecting a wet cloth, he went back into the bedroom, and uncovered his sleeping beauty. She mumbled and fidgeted, but he managed to wipe her sweet pussy and delectable ass down, so that all the sticky evidence of their passion was gone. Still visible were the pink lines his fingers had made on her butt, and a few tiny curved love bites on her breasts that matched the ones he wore on his chest. Would she think about him Monday morning as she dressed for work and saw them still marring her skin? He knew he would be thinking about her long after his marks faded.
Collecting the various toys they’d played with, from the night table and the floor he deposited them in the bathroom for cleaning. He would take care of it tomorrow. There was no reason to give up even of minute of the time he had left with her.
Climbing back into the bed, he drew her into his arms, pleased when she went easily and curled herself into the curve of his shoulder. Her warm breath fanned across his chest, and her thigh came up to lie across his groin. She fit perfectly against him. Like she was meant to be there.
The thought made his heart ache. She’d gotten under his skin, and he didn’t know what to do about it. What was supposed to happen now? After everything they’d done together how was he supposed to let her go?
Lex watched Marley sleep next to him. Her thick eyelashes made black crescent moons on her cheeks, and he counted the minute brown freckles dotting her nose. She had exactly thirty two of them, and he was entranced by each one. The realization that he was already firmly attached to her hit him like a bolt of lightning, and settled into his gut, heavy and unyielding. It was the big L, there was no other way to put into words what he felt for her.
He knew passion, and he knew sex, but he’d never experienced anything as humbling as this feeling of pure affection and honest love. He recalled the moment his ex-wife told him she was pregnant and he suggested they get married. They were never a love match, but their passion created his perfect daughter, and he could never call that a mistake. What would Marley think if she knew he was already fantasizing about her round with his child? Hell, what would Kaia say when he brought a woman home and introduced her?
This situation was more complicated than he ever imagined it would turn out to be. He knew in his soul that Marley was meant to be his, but convincing her…well, he was going to have his work cut out for him.
It seemed like he laid there for hours just watching her sleep peacefully, dreaming of a fantasy world in which she let him sweep her off her feet and carry her home for a happily ever after.
Chapter 10
“Dance with me.” He whispered against her lips.
She shook her head, and laughed, a tear slipping from her eye. “There’s no music.”
“So, dance with me anyway.”
She was laughing, and enjoying herself. The music was soft, and the air was heavy with sexual tension. She felt desirable, and daring. Willing to do anything he asked. Anything was possible when she was in Lex’s arms.
Marley came awake abruptly late in the morning. She knew it was late because of the glaring, bright sunshine streaming through the windows. It didn’t take her long to remember where she was, and who she was with. Her dream had been a reality for such a precious short amount of time, but now what?
The long, lean warmth of Lex’s body blanketed her back, and she could feel his cock poking against her ass. Her head rested on one of his thick biceps, and his other arm was tucked into the curve of her waist, so that his hand could come up and cup her breasts. Even in his sleep the man seemed to brand her possessively with his every touch.
The moment she shifted she realized that she was one big ball of muscle aches, and she groaned softly.
“There’s aspirin in the bathroom cabinet if you need it this morning.” His gruff, sleep-roughened voice vibrated against her shoulder, and she shivered.
“Thanks, I’m going to need it.” She answered, shifting again, this time to put distance between them.
“Where are you going, princess?” he grumbled, locking his arms into place so that she couldn’t move another inch in either direction.
She sighed, and then laughed a little at his antics when his leg came up to block any downward motion she might have tried as well. “Um, well I was going to hit the shower, and root around for some pain killers before I got dressed and tried to keep my head up while I did the walk of shame this morning.”
His body tensed against hers, “The walk of shame? Wow. I guess that puts me in my place, huh?”
“Lex, wait, that’s not what I meant. I just…shit…I’ve never done this before. What happens now? What do I say? Thank you for rocking my world? I’m so glad I had a chance to fuck you six ways to Sunday, but now I have to go home and do laundry because this is the real world again?”
His arms released her and he rolled back to give her room. “Maybe try, good morning?”
Now she felt like an ass. “I’m sorry, let me start over. Good morning, Sir. How did you sleep?”
They sat watching each other warily, Lex’s blue eyes sharp on her face, almost as though he was trying to see what was inside her head. She loved the look of him sleepy and tousled. The growth on his jaw was darker, and wrapped in only a sheet low on his hips, he had that sexy pirate vibe going again. Damn, that really turned her on.
The turn-on stopped when her well-used pussy stung as she considered crawling back under the covers again. There was no sex happening this morning. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to walk out of here.
“I slept better than I have in a decade, Marley. Do you know why?” he asked her softly, propping his arms behind his head. The move made his biceps stand out, and he looked utterly confident that she would ask why.
“Okay, tell me, why did you sleep so well, Lex? Was it the hours of fucking we did beforehand?” she said with a playful giggle.
When he didn’t laugh with her, she frowned, and he quirked his eyebrow up at her. “No, princess, it wasn’t just that. It was you. Y
ou fill something in me that calms me. It’s the most peculiar feeling.”
A shiver of shock wound its way over Marley’s skin and she fumbled for a response. Should she say thank you, or simply leave the words hanging.
Finally, when the silence had stretched for a few moments, she gave in and whispered, “I understand, Lex. You’re special to me too. I’d…well…I mean to say, that I would like to see you again. If you want?”
He continued to watch her, in that silent predatory way that was both unsettling and comforting. Like he owned her, and yet she wasn’t completely uncomfortable with that notion.
“Oh yes, I want. We still have a lot of lessons to go over before you’d pass muster as a submissive.”
She felt her smile fall, and she nodded, “I understand, Sir. When is the next party?”
“Next month, but I’d prefer not to wait that long.” He said, nonchalantly. Her head jerked upward and she stared at him in shock.
“What?”
Suddenly he was moving across the bed toward her, slowly like he was stalking his prey. Instinctively, she moved away from the side of the bed, backing up to put space between them.
“Do you believe in love at first sight, Marley?” he asked, in a growly gruff tone that set her skin on edge.
She shook her head, “No. But I believe in lust, and friendship, and sometimes those things grow into love.”
Her heart was racing, and she rocked on the balls of her feet nervously. Why would he ask her such a thing? He’d made no such declarations last night. In fact, at some points it almost seemed as if he didn’t want to like her at all.
“Pity, because I believe in it. My parents were married when they were seventeen years old. They’d known each other exactly seventy-two hours. They’re still together forty three years later.” He’d backed her against the wall now, and yet, he still moved steadily toward her. She had nowhere else to go, so she just stood there and waited for him to reach her.
Swallowing hard, she forced a response from her lips, “That’s great. Not many people stay married that long.”
