by Alexa Blue
Lexi
Aunt Muriel says she’s sorry, but I can tell she’s not. If anything, she’s having fun with this. She struggles to hold back the grin I see forming on her lips. “Sweetie, this is why we didn’t tell you, we knew you wouldn’t understand.” Aunt Muriel places her warm hand on my shoulder.
“It’s a ‘we’ now?” I snap, avoiding eye contact with Nathan. I don’t need to be melting at the sight of him while trying to be furious with my aunt. As if I didn’t embarrass myself enough in that bathroom.
I’m not mad at my aunt, despite my irritated, raised voice. Hell, I doubt this woman could ever upset me. She’s the woman that took me as her own after my parents died. Apart from looking after me financially, Aunt Muriel cared and loved me the way a mother loves her daughter and protected me the way a father protects his princess.
Aunt Muriel always says I’m the daughter she could never have.
Besides, thanks to this wonderful plan of hers, I get to spend two weeks with a man I’ve fantasized over for years. An ideal way to get over my depression, I’d say.
When I decided to leave Los Angeles for New York, it devastated Aunt Muriel. Initially, she believed I was trying to get away from Brandon. After I convinced her it was because I wanted to start a career of my own, to make a life of my own, she let me go. Aunt Muriel knows it’s important for a woman to succeed; on her own terms.
She always told me she has enough money, and that I didn't need to work, but she said that because she didn’t want me leaving. I couldn't live that life—sponging off my aunt. I wanted to experience independence, to go through the struggles of everyday people. When I find success, I want to know it’s because of my hard work, not my Aunt’s money. Yeah, so much for that plan.
For as long as I’ve known her, Aunt Muriel never bothered with a man; despite her perfect figure, her flawless skin at her age, and her money. I used to tease her, telling her it was because she needed a name change. No man dreams of getting fresh with a ‘Muriel.’ She’d laugh it off and insist she’s not interested in another man after my uncle died in the Vietnam War.
Since I left for New York, Aunt Muriel had grown closer to her best friend, Samantha. Now they have a trip to Hawaii, planned months ago. She knew if she told me about the trip, or that she wouldn’t be here for two weeks, I would’ve cancelled my trip.
No one deserves a vacation more than my Aunt Muriel. I pray she finds herself a nice man in her time away, one that would take care of her and give her the love she deserves.
It sucks that my aunt thinks I need protecting from my psycho-ex. Yeah, he made my life a living hell, but he wouldn't dare show his face in my Aunt's place… would he?
“Okay, fine!” I tell my aunt. “He can stay.” I try to hold the irritation in my voice. I don’t want to sound too excited at the prospect of being alone with Nathan for two full weeks, even if my pussy grows wet at the thought. “Now, if you don’t mind, I need the bathroom.”
“Again?” Aunt Muriel laughed.
“Yeah, sweetness got… a little distracted the first-time around.” The sound of Nathan’s voice sends shivers down my spine. Dear God, I fucking want him so bad!
“That’s our cue,” Samantha speaks. “It’s time for us to head off before we miss our flight.”
I overhear Samantha telling my aunt how Nathan needed luck for the next two weeks. I shoot her an evil glare, but she doesn’t notice.
By the time I bid my Aunt and Nathan’s mom goodbye, I feel like I’m about to burst. I’m going to explode, unless I get to a bathroom soon. Nathan cannot see me wetting myself; at least not like this.
I run up the stairs, pausing and turning around at Nathan’s voice. “Where’re you off to?”
“Not that it’s any of your business, I’m going to the bathroom.”
A coy grin forms on his lips as he looks back up at me. He’s silent, he just holds that grin and stares at me with hungry eyes.
“What’s that?”
“What’s what?” He asks. God, even with his questions, the man sounds so sure of himself. “What’s that look on your face?”
“Don’t forget to lock the door, Lexi.” He pauses. “Unless you want someone to walk in on you naked?”
My heart skips a beat. Fuck, I’m seconds away from pissing myself, but I can’t take my eyes off him.
Nathan sneaks me a wink, before walking off to the kitchen. “I’ll fix up lunch so long.”
Rushing into the bathroom, I close the door and stare at the lock.
I don’t think I’ll be using that lock after all.
The last two nights have been painful. I keep wanting to sneak downstairs and crawl up in front of Nathan—for him to wrap his bulky arms around me. I’ve never wanted anything more than I want Nathan.
He’s either a brilliant actor, or he wants me the same.
He swears to protect me from my psycho ex, but I cut him short. Brandon doesn’t deserve the unnecessary attention he’s been getting! It pisses me off that people give that asshole so much credit. If I could have things my way, I’d ban his filthy name in this house.
I’d rather believe Nathan is here because he wants to be with me, and not to protect me like a helpless little girl.
I’ve been singing and dancing all morning, and it’s not just because of Nathan. Today, I see my girlfriend after two years.
Brooke and I have been best friends since Kindergarten. Like all best friends, we’ve had our fall outs, but we’ve always had each other’s back.
We're both curvy girls, but Brooke and I are miles apart. She has amazing tits, stunning facial features, and long blonde hair that reaches down to her ass, making her irresistible to the opposite sex. I’m excited at Brooke coming over, but I can't help becoming a little insecure. The last thing I want is for Nathan to shift his interest.
God, what is going on with me? I’m not a jealous person, not over someone that doesn’t even belong to me! Yet, I’m already planning how to get rid of Brooke if Nathan shows even an inkling of interest.
Brooke walks in and her loud voice echoes throughout the house. “Hey, girl!” She’s always had a way of making her presence known. I run into Brooke in a warm embrace. God, the woman looks better than ever. Her breasts filled out since I last saw her. She makes her face up to perfection, and she’s dressed to kill. “Look at you! Should I feel special that you're seeing me looking like this?”
“If I were coming to see you, Lexi, I would have rocked up in my PJs and bedroom slippers. Some of us have a date later.” She blushes, thinking about of her date. I can’t help feeling relieved at her confession. Even if Nathan shifts his interest, Brooke has other plans.
“A date? Girl, I need details.”
“I’ll tell you all about my date once it's done, but first,” Brooke leans over the kitchen counter. She reduces her voice to a whisper, “who’s the hunk that keeps checking you out?”
I feel my face redden. “Oh, that. That’s Nathan. My aunt thinks I need protection from Brandon, and that’s why he’s here. So annoying.”
Brooke’s smile hardens, “you banging him?”
“Can you shut the fuck up! What if he hears you?” I say louder than I plan on letting out. My voice catches Nathan’s attention, and he glances over at me with a protective glare.
“You witch, you are banging him! Oh, my God! I bet he has a huge cock!”
If my conversations about sex with Aunt Muriel are awkward, they are nothing in comparison to the different shades of red Brooke has me turning. “Can you shut up? And, no, we haven’t done anything.” I turn, making sure Nathan is out of ear’s reach. My friend looks back at me expectantly. “But, I can confirm he has a huge dick.” Even as the words come out of my mouth, I feel my cheeks turn a rosy shade of pink.
“I suppose he is a little old for you, Lexi.” She raises a playful eyebrow at me, “but he is totally into you!” I begin arguing that I don’t think he’s into me, maybe only a little playful, when she interrupts me. �
��If you don’t make your move, I can help make it for you!”
I grab on Brooke’s wrist. “Don’t you dare!” I’m not sure what’s on her mind, but there are two things I know about Brooke. One, she stands by her word and two, the woman is fucking crazy!
Despite my pessimistic beliefs, Nathan wants to get to know me as more than just a girl he's set to protect. But, giving myself to him is risky. Besides, what if it's just sex with him? That we'd fuck, and I'd never hear from him again? The chemistry is undeniable, but I'm not sure we share the same long-term plans. Nathan is a bad boy covered in drool-worthy ink. He has this growly grin that drives my knees weak. He’s perfect in every fucking way, but I can’t imagine he’d be interested in me—a plain, curvy girl like myself?
“Well, one of us has a hot date. I say take a chance on Mr. Muscles. He is so into you!”
I roll my eyes at her. “Go on, you crazy thing!”
As she leaves, Brooke sways her curvaceous body, except, instead of leaving, I watch her walk over to Nathan. My eyes tighten as she closes in on Nathan and whispers in his ear. Brooke, I’m going to fucking kill you!
She turns back, sneaks me a wink before leaving.
I have no idea what she says to Nathan, but judging from the look on his face, I fear she may have said the worst!
Chapter Six
Nathan
Lexi and I have been playing a game of cat and mouse over the last few days. I love how she’s making me work before giving it up to me. I love how she teases me with her thick body and how she pouts those full lips when she says, “goodnight.” The wait makes the moment she wraps her lips around my cock worth the chase. If there’s anyone I’d spend a lifetime chasing, it’s Lexi. She’s a Queen, a Queen that deserves to be chased, a Queen that deserves a man that will move mountains to make her happy! And I’ll be her King that will stop at nothing till I claim her as my own.
The sexual tension between us is huge. My cock hurts from the bulging endured over the last two days.
It’s day three, and I doubt I can take this much longer. I need to claim that sweet pussy of hers. I need her to feel me inside her. From the moment Lexi walked into the bathroom, and my eyes met hers, I knew Lexi was my forever. Now, I need to make that happen.
“Lexi,” Brooke whispers into my ear, “thinks you’re fucking hot!” I watch as Lexi’s friend walks out the door. It sounds like I may have featured in their chat, but I’m glad she’s gone. I thought she’d never leave. I hate that she took up so much of Lexi’s time—my time to make her mine.
Glance over at Lexi after Brooke’s confession, I give her a devilish grin. I know Lexi wants me almost as badly as I want her. Almost, because I doubt anyone could want something as much as I want Brooke, my sweetness.
I feel the sparks running up my arms every time we touch. I sense her shortness of breath whenever I call her ‘sweetness.’ Now, I need to make her mine. By mine, I mean all mine!
Forever.
Brooke walks out of the door, and I lock the door behind her turning to Lexi. She leans against the kitchen counter. Her lips are parted as she stares at me. Fuck, her full lips are sexy. Every step I take closes the distance between us. The longer I stare at her sexy body, the more my cock stiffens. Her naughty smirk tells me she notices my hardening cock as her eyes lower down on my pants.
Yeah, sweetness, this cock is all yours. Just as your sweet pussy will be all mine.
I stand over Lexi. “Nathan,” she breathes, “what… what did Brooke say to you?”
“I’m not interested in Brooke.” I place my hands on either side of her behind the counter. Lexi leans back as I continue closing the distance between us. “The only person I’m interested in is the beautiful woman standing right in front of me.” Lexi swallows hard at my confession. “Lexi, I’ve waited long enough to make you mine and I can’t wait a second longer!” Placing my hand on her thigh, I drag my hand up her skirt. Her muscles pulsating with both fear and desire against my hand, but she tries not to show it. She tries to play it cool, though she aches for more.
She looks flustered—desperate for more of my touch as I pull my hand out from her skirt. “Not now,” I tell her.
“You fucking tease!” She barks, “Why not?”
I place my hands on her shoulders and stare intensely into her eyes. Her juices glisten on my hand. I want to bring my hand to my nose, take a whiff of her, but I can’t keep my hands off her.
Lexi stares at me, her eyes overcome with need. “Because, sweetness, you must understand that once I have you, you’re mine.” I drag the tips of my fingers down the delicate skin of her arms. “Every inch of you will be mine. And Lexi, I hate sharing!”
Lexi looks as if she’s moments away from begging me to fuck her right here.
Lexi looks up at me again. Her eyes scans mine for sincerity. “You really mean that, Nathan? That I’d be yours… and only yours?” I lift her chin with my finger. “Sweetness, I never say anything I don't mean. And I want you, you best believe that!” I push in and capture her lips in a kiss before she says another word. Her lips are soft and inviting. She’s eager as she opens her mouth, welcoming my tongue inside her. I run my hand back up her thigh and her wetness drips down her leg. “Oh, fuck!” She gasps into my mouth as I slip her panties to the side and run my finger against her slit.
I pull back from Lexi. “You haven’t done this before, have you?”
“No!” She confesses and grabs onto the back of my head. “I haven’t, but I’ve never been readier.”
“Lexi, my cock aches for you. Trust me, I want nothing more than to flip you around and fill your sweet pussy with my cum, but not until I’m certain you’re ready!”
When Muriel asked me to look after her little girl, I doubt she thought I’d have her leaned up against a counter. With her legs parted, begging me to fuck her.
Lexi rolls her eyes at me.
I love that she can go from a sweet, innocent girl to crazy in seconds. “Nathan, for some reason, you and my aunt seem to believe I’m this small girl that cannot take care of myself! A girl too fragile to know what she wants. In case you haven’t noticed, Mr… Muscles, I’m a big girl. A big girl that doesn’t need protection!”
“I know you’re a big girl, sweetness,” there’s a husky growl in my voice, “and that’s what makes you so fucking sexy.”
I watch her fight the redness spreading in her cheeks as she whispers in my ear, “fuck me.”
“Careful Lexi, such talk does not go without consequence. If this continues, I’ll have no choice but to stick my cock in your sweet pussy.”
Lexi runs her fingers against my chest. A growl escapes me at her touch.
I cannot hold myself back any longer.
I sweep the auburn bangs from her face as my lips meet hers again. We continue kissing, and I peel off my shirt, dropping it to the ground. I lower my pants and watch her breathing sharpen when I move my lips up and whisper in her ear, “I’m used to getting what I want, Lexi. Always. And right now, sweetness, I want you. Since the moment I laid my eyes on you, I’ve been waiting for this moment—the moment I make my claim, and now you’re all mine.”
My eyes glare at Lexi’s top, I let out a growl, offended that its covering the stunning body lying underneath it. I reach the edges of her shirt and pull it over her head. With her top lifted, I yank her skirt down to her ankles and lower my pants. Freed from its cotton cage, my cock bounces with appreciation.
My tongue trails down her neck, and I take in her gasps of pleasure as I caress her soft skin. I’m honored to have such beauty, such innocence in my grasp as my hand rubs against the juices running down her thigh. I pull her panties to the side and take her pert nipples inside my mouth. My kisses trail down her, kissing her every curve as I rub against her folds. I reach her pussy and take a whiff of her sweet scent. The smell is fucking sexy, enough to make me cum right here.
My tongue slides in between her folds, and she cries out my name. “Oh, fuck, Nathan!
” Her voice sounds desperate, aching almost. From the way her body vibrates, I can tell she's never had an orgasm. At least not like the orgasm moments away from unfolding. I grab onto her thick ass as I continue eating out every inch of her sweet, convulsing pussy. Lexi almost falls over me as her orgasm crashes over her, taking control of her body. I take her juices in my mouth and look up at her. From the look I give her, she knows; I’m just getting started.
I lift myself and aim my hardened cock at her entrance. Grabbing hold of Lexi's head, I take her lips in mine. My throbbing head splits her open. The sounds of her moaning inside my mouth are fucking magical. It takes every bit of self-restraint in me to prevent me from plunging my cock deep inside her. I know it's her first time, so I'm careful to take my time with her.
Once I break her barrier and claim her as my own, I will have my cock in her sweet pussy all night, and all fucking day, if I can help it. I thrust my cock deeper until my head presses against her barrier. I know I must push forward, but fucking hate the thought that it will cause her any pain. Her cunt is so hot and sticky as I press deeper against her and her tight little pussy clenches around me. I pull back and glance down at the remnants of her virginity glistening on my dick. With a clenched jaw, I thrust back inside her, holding her thick legs around my waist as I enter her.
Lexi starts losing control again. Her pussy tightening and pulsing around my cock with every thrust. I lower my hand down on her clit, rubbing my fingers against her until the pressure drives her wild. Watching her cum is a beautiful sight, and I don't stop rubbing on her clit and thrusting inside her until I reduce her to nothing but a violent heartbeat.
