weren’t in her office or behind kitchen doors. We were in my home. Screaming was encouraged.
I slipped my hand down to her pussy and cupped it. Warmth emanated into my palm and I parted her slit with my fingers before burying them inside of her. My cock throbbed when I felt her squeeze my fingers, and that same primal, unevolved instinct was pleading with me to lower her down right onto my dick. Skin to flesh. Physically, she belonged to someone else but I knew that a part of her belonged to me. It had to. She’d shown up outside of my shower door stark-ass naked just wanting to fuck me. A sane woman wouldn’t do that. She was going just as crazy as I was. We were in tuned to each other and I didn’t care how or when it happened. I was willing to admit, however, that I never thought someone as sexually reserved as Alexandra could have ever been my match.
I started to pull my lips away from hers and she whimpered slightly while tugging on the back of my head to keep them joined together. The grin that broke out onto my face came suddenly and unexpectedly, and from a place that dodged every erotic pleasure center in my brain.
She ran the tip of her tongue along the inside of my mouth before pulling away. Despite my best efforts, the stream from the shower had completely saturated her hair, but she didn’t seem to care. I knew that wet hair would mean hours of styling later, so I made a mental note to offer to pay for a salon visit since the onus was on me. But, studying her face as she watched me at that moment was…cute.
Cute, wasn’t a word that I used often, but it fit.
I secured her legs around my waist, stepped out of the glass shower enclosure, and walked our naked bodies to the bedroom. I placed her on top of the comforter, not giving a damn about how drenched it would get, and kissed her again. This time, I kissed her a bit more slowly, ensuring that I relished in every delectable corner of her mouth. I parted her legs, my fingers seemingly always pointing north into her pussy and gently pinched her clit. She sucked a quick breath of air into her lungs and I extended my finger deeper into her pussy until her hips lifted and she rocked into it. I was ready to taste her, but she stopped me when she noticed where I was headed.
“Actually…wait.” She grabbed my head and pulled it back up. “Wait.”
I touched a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “What’s wrong?”
“I want to do something. Something to you.”
“Do…what?” The muscle in my dick tugged. It knew it was being acknowledged.
“Let me show y—”
“No.” I brushed my lips across her jawline. “Tell me what you want to do.”
She looked at me as though I’d suddenly put on a ski mask and was wielding a knife.
“I, uh, want to perform —”
“Tell me what you want to do to me, Alexandra. The words aren’t going to bite you and saying them won’t change the way I see you.”
She huffed, and I found myself wanting to use the word “cute” again. It was amazing that a few words could cause her this much distress most likely because it had been ingrained in her that they weren’t “ladylike,” and using them would cause her to lose her self-respect. But, my fingers were in her pussy past the knuckle. It was ridiculous to be offended by alphabet letters at this point.
“Alle,” I traced her ear with my tongue, “tell me what you want to do to me. I want to hear it. Never be afraid to be who you want to be with me.”
She looked at me with alluring, glossy eyes and her grip on my shoulders tightened.
“I…want…your dick. In my mouth. Crap. That sounded awful.”
I groaned and then chuckled. “Sounded fine to me. Just know that this will be the last time you’ll need to ask.”
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Alexandra
He eased onto this back and I licked my lips. His erection stood proud and massive in front of me like a beautiful monument. I was apprehensive about starting because of my lack of experience, but I’d just told him that I wanted “his dick in my mouth.” I couldn’t back out of my newfound bravery.
I pulled in a deep breath and quickly took him into my mouth, fitting in as much