than just sex, this is love, and I won’t give up Lexi for anyone.
Including him.
But when the sun rises, I’m still awake. My mind is running in circles. Lexi groans and burrows her head into my chest, making me smile as I look down at her. She’s so beautiful. Every time I look at her, she takes my breath away. Her eyes flicker open, and she blinks as she stares at me.
“You are too much of a morning person,” she grumbles, and I pull her closer, wrapping her in my arms. I don’t mention I haven’t been to sleep yet.
“Hmm? Can I make it up to you with breakfast?” I offer.
That perks her up, making me laugh as I lean down and kiss her. When I taste the sweetness that is all Lexi, my cock jerks, but I ignore it. Not everything is about sex, and I want her to know that. As much as I crave to see her body splayed beneath me, and have my cock in that tight little pussy with her pleasure dripping all over it, I desire the intimacy just as much. Her kindness, her words, her support, her love.
I slip from the bed and leave her to wake up as I head to the kitchen. My eyes catch on the ruined door, so I quickly shoot a text to a contractor I know, and he promises to be here within the next hour to fix it and also add more security measures to it. I want my girl to be safe, and no one should ever get in while she’s sleeping or vulnerable.
Hell, just never until she lets them in.
I hear her getting ready, so I turn to the fridge and pull out some sausages and bacon to make some quick sandwiches. I’ve brewed the coffee and am just plating up when she comes in, freshly showered and dressed in a simple, clingy dress that almost has me dropping my mug in my haste to get to her. Laughing, she tries to swat me away as I kiss along her face and neck, dipping her as I do and feeling her up.
“Food first, cock after.” She huffs.
Grinning, I pull back and kiss her. “But you look good enough to eat, Angel,” I mutter.
“Well, in that case—” She starts, but then sniffs. “Oh God, is that bacon? Move.” She pushes me away, and I almost fall over with laughter as she rushes to the table and starts to eat.
“I see where I stand in your hierarchy,” I tease as I sit and begin to eat too.
“Yep, it goes bacon, Daddy, donuts.” She smirks as she pops another bite into her mouth.
When we have finished eating, I wash up as she sips her coffee, her gaze faraway. I don’t like the concern in her expression, so I spin her chair around, grab her mug, and place it on the table as I fall to my knees before her, stroking her thighs. Those blue eyes darken with hunger as she watches me, her thighs parting slightly to invite me closer.
Watching her, I lean down and kiss along her thighs, nudging her dress up with my nose. “You promised Daddy after, didn’t you?” I murmur against her skin, making her shiver. I love her response to me. Goosebumps erupt on her skin, and her thighs spread wider. Her hand reaches out and grips my shoulder, trying to drag me closer.
Teasingly, I run my nose along the inside of her thigh as I press them open. Her dress still covers her pussy, so I tug it up and lick my lips at the tiny yellow lace thong obscuring my view of my favourite place to be.
Buried deep inside of her with any part of me.
“I’m hungry for something else,” I whisper against her skin, rolling my eyes up to meet hers as she leans back, lips parted as she watches me.
“Oh yeah, what for?” she asks, throwing her thigh over my shoulder to give me better access.
“You, always. For this sweet little cunt that’s already nice and wet for me, and to taste your pleasure in your cum, Angel.”
Done wasting time, I pull off her panties, kissing along her leg as I do, before staring at her wet cunt. I graze my mouth along her thigh, stopping and nipping every few inches. She groans, trying to drag me closer, and I chuckle.
Finally, I touch her pussy, and she trembles under my touch. I part her lips and glide my