Noah
I heard Alex moving,so I left my phone on the plastic bins Alex used as a living room table and went back to the bedroom.
She would be pissed at me for interfering, but that wasn’t going to stop me.
“Drink some water,” I said as I entered the room with water in my hand. I was determined to make sure she stayed hydrated. That wasn’t nearly the most important thing to consider at the moment, but I was hyperfocused. I may not be able to fix everything for her, but I would take care of what I could.
Alex smiled at me, her eyes still red and puffy, but the angst that had been there earlier was gone.
“You know I hate it when you boss me around,” she said as she took a sip.
“No you don’t,” I countered.
She smiled and then grabbed my T-shirt and pulled it over her head before she got out of bed. I watched her as she walked away, reflecting on how she could still be shy after all the times we’d been together.
I decided to remind her—again—that there was no reason to hide from me.
She came back from the bathroom, and after she drank her water, I gestured toward her.
“Come here,” I said, perched on one edge of the bed.
“I thought we just had a talk about you bossing me around,” she said.
“No, I wouldn’t call it a talk. You said you didn’t like it, and I called you on your lie,” I said.
She chuckled, then stepped between my legs.
I wanted to touch her, but first I flicked on the lamp and saw her frown.
“Why is that on?” she asked.
“So I can see you,” I said, rubbing the outside of her thighs.
“You couldn’t miss me,” she said, then chuckled.
But I recognized what it was. Her being defensive, self-deprecating when there was absolutely no reason to be.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she said, staring down at me.
“Like what?” I asked, inching the hem of the shirt up, up, up, though I kept my gaze locked on hers.
“Like you want to devour me,” she said.
“Because I do,” I responded, pulling the shirt up and over her head and then tossing it aside.
“Well…” She started, stopped, then lowered her gaze to mine.
She smiled down at me, and I saw that any nerves she may have had faded. She stared at me with hot desire, and my chest squeezed tight with emotions I’d only ever felt with her.
“What?” I said, remembering that she’d about to say something but had never gotten it out.
She blushed but still met my eyes with that boldness that was present even when Alex was at her most nervous or unsure. “What if I want to devour you first?”
Words weren’t necessary, not when I could show her how much I wanted her.
I was bare chested but had thrown on boxer-briefs, which I quickly shed.
My cock was at full attention, eager, but I maintained control, my fingers gripping her sheets as she stared down at me.
I let out a hiss at the first brush of her soft fingers against the crown of my cock.
Squeezed the sheets harder when she lowered her to her knees, bringing herself eye level with my cock.
She stared at me intently, her gaze focused, and the look was enough to make my stomach muscles tighten as I fought to maintain control.
She moved toward me slowly, and I expected her to take me in her mouth and shivered in anticipation of her hot tongue against my skin.
But she didn’t do as I expected.
Instead, she kissed my thigh, trailing her lips up my leg to nuzzle the base of my cock, then trailing a line of soft, barely there kisses against my shaft that had me bucking my hips.
“It’s not nice to tease, Alex,” I said through clenched teeth as she kissed the underside of my cock, then licked my heavy sac.
She let out a husky chuckle but didn’t speed up. She gently gripped my heavy sac as she rained soft kisses along my length until I was leaking precum.
Finally, when I was worried I was at the end of my control, she opened her mouth and sucked me in, swirling her tongue along my skin, tracing the veins along my length as she drove me even closer to the edge.
The first time she’d used her mouth on me, she’d been shy, unsure, as I’d guided her.
Not now.
She locked her eyes with mine, and I caressed her cheek, my body rocked with the sensation of touching my cock through her cheek. Her breath was warm against my thighs, and between that sensation and the sight of her lips stretched wide around my thickness, my cock jerked.
Alex relaxed and took in another inch, then another, her determination clear on her face.
She’d said she would take all of me one day.
It wouldn’t be today, though.
I pushed gently on her shoulders and then pulled her up the length of my body and kissed her.
She straddled me, and I stared up at her, the warmth, softness, and weight of her curves in my arms perfection.
“Put my cock inside you,” I said.
She nodded, then reached between us, her motions unsteady as she centered over me and lowered inch by inch, her warm channel gripping me like it had been made for me and me alone.
At that thought, I tightened my hold on her waist and thrust up to close that last inch, bringing us fully together.
She tried to move, but I tightened my grip, hold her in place as I fucked her, bare skin against bare skin.
Something I had never, ever, shared with anyone else.
I hadn’t even been tempted.
But feeling Alex like this confirmed something I’d known but hadn’t yet accepted.
Alex was mine, and I would never let her go.
My cock twitched, and then I stilled, my cock jerking inside her as I spilled my cum.
Alex shivered, but I held her, then gripped her face in my hand.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I’ll make it up to you.”
She hadn’t come, which as far as I was concerned was inexcusable.
Alex didn’t seem to agree.
Instead, she kissed me deeply then caressed my cheek.
“I’m not. That was wonderful,” she said.
I shifted, started to disengage.
Then froze when a buzz filled the room. I looked around to locate the source of the sound.
“Is that an alarm clock?” I said.
I thought it was beyond adorable that she still used an actual clock when most people just used their phones.
“Yeah,” she said, frowning.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
She looked down at me, regret in her eyes. “You have to go,” she said.