7. Charlie
7
The way Lex had me pinned against the wall had me exhilarated and desperate. I wanted him—bad—to the point of need, urging me to tear his clothes off. And there was a fiery wall of tension between us, a pulsating energy that held us both in its thrall. His eyes met mine, deep azure pools that held promises of ecstasy. I could see his chest rising and falling with the rhythm of his labored breathing.
He pressed against me closer, so close I could feel the heat engulfing me, burning me in places I never thought could burn. His scent was heady, swarming my senses with musk and desire. My nails dug into his shoulders as I felt his lips scrape against my neck.
“Are you sure?” he whispered, his voice a low growl that only made me want him more. My heart pounded in my chest as I nodded, breathless.
“You better move quick before I change my mind,” I mewled.
His hands traced paths down my sides, coming to rest at my waist. Lex chuckled softly, a sound filled with anticipation. With a swift movement, he lifted me off the ground by the backs of my thighs and carried me toward the bed. He gently laid me down on the silk sheets, his gaze never leaving mine. His fingers trailed down my body, teasing and tantalizing, stirring intense sensations of lust and need. The anticipation was maddening and delicious all at the same time.
He reached for his tie that dangled over my torso. I loosened it as he undid his fly and slid his slacks down.
“A quickie will never satisfy this urge. I want to savor it.” Lex shrugged out of his jacket then slipped his tie off. I kicked off my heels and reached for the zipper that ran the length of my right side but he pushed my hand away. “That’s my job,” he chided gently. He smiled wickedly before he pulled away. I watched, a mix of desire and frustration swirling inside me. His shirt came off in one fluid motion, revealing a chiseled torso I’d only seen glimpses of before.
Lex’s fingers brushed against my skin, sending sparks of electricity dancing just beneath the surface. Agonizingly slowly, he unzipped my dress, revealing my lacy bra and panties. As the zipper lowered his lips trailed behind it, kissing a path from my ribs to my hip then lower. He folded the dark material back, exposing me and I shivered both from the chill and from how badly I wanted him.
His eyes darkened with hunger and need, and he pulled the cups of my bra down, exposing both erect peaks.
“Lex,” I whimpered, his name coming out in a moan as his hot, wet mouth enveloped my nipple. His teeth gently grazed the sensitive bud and drew shivers from me.
“Mmm…” he said, his voice muffled against my chest. “You taste so good.” He moved to the other and repeated the same ministrations. I arched into him, needing more of his touch. I was on fire, every nerve ending on edge, and he knew exactly what to do to make me feel like I was about to combust.
I dug my nails into the sheets and felt the silk glide across my back as his tongue flicked and teased each erogenous zone he found—underneath my breasts, down my stomach, and then between my thighs. He pulled my panties off and tossed them, and my breath hitched when his tongue dipped inside me lazily circling my most sensitive spot before moving up again. He crawled up over me, licking, sucking, and biting his way toward my lips.
“Lex,” I gasped, arching toward him. God, all I could do was lay there and take it. Every time I touched myself, every time I brought myself to completion thinking of him—all of it paled in comparison to this now.
He looked up at me through heavy-lidded eyes filled with hunger and desire—a look that stopped me dead in my tracks. “I’ve wanted this since the second I saw you,” he growled before claiming my lips with his own in a searing kiss that left me breathless again, whining for more contact. “So beautiful,” he breathed and then backed away, biting my collarbone. His teeth nipped at my flesh and I pushed on his shoulders, wanting more of his mouth on my lower parts.
“Mmm,” I moaned as his hands cupped my breasts, teasing the sensitive tips as his mouth found its way down to my neck again. I tore my bra off and he chuckled. My back arched off the bed as he suckled my pulse point, his other hand sliding lazily down my stomach. His fingers dipped into my center, tracing swirls around my core.
“You’re so wet,” he purred against my skin before drawing a line of kisses up to my right earlobe. “Tell me how much you want this.”
“God, Lex. I’ve never wanted anything more,” I gasped, my hips arching against his questing fingers, desperate for more. “I want you…”
He smiled wickedly before he pulled away. “I’m glad to hear that,” he purred, his voice laden with mischief.
I watched, a mix of desire and frustration swirling inside me as he crawled backward, kissing a line across my skin to a nipple. His tongue flicked against the sensitive peak, eliciting a moan from deep inside me. He sat up on his knees, and my eyes trailed down to where his erection stood proudly announcing his need. My core clenched in anticipation of what was to come as he stroked himself and backed farther away.
Lex’s eyes stayed locked on mine as he put a hand on each of my inner thighs and pressed on them, spreading me and putting me on display. If anyone walked in, I’d be humiliated, but I wanted this so badly. It was so much better than any of my fantasies.
“Tell me again what you want, Charlie,” he said, his voice dripping with desire and control. I didn’t know if it was his kink or just his way of making sure I still consented, and I didn’t care. He had me on the verge of begging.
“I want you Lex. I want every inch of you inside me…” I moaned, my face flushing with the frankness of my words.
But I didn’t care.
His smirk grew wider if that were possible, and he leaned forward, teasingly brushing the head of his hardness against my folds. I whimpered as he circled but didn’t enter me. “Say it again.”
“I want you inside me… I’ve never wanted anything more,” I moaned as he teased me relentlessly. He was a master at this game, and I was his willing pawn eager for more. I reached for hips, clawing and groping for him, to pull him closer, to force him to enter me as I angled my hips, but he drew away, instantly burying his face between my thighs. The resulting sensations drew gasps and grunts as his mouth claimed my most sensitive part.
“Lex, please,” I begged, bucking into his mouth as he sucked and nibbled.
“Tell me how much you want my cock inside you,” he growled against my core as he licked and sucked and ate me like I was his favorite feast. He then slid two fingers inside me, curling them in a way that had the moans spilling from my lips uncontrollably. His mouth latched onto my clit and I saw stars.
“Oh God, oh my God.” I clenched around his fingers and ground my core against his face, feeling his stubble scraping along my tender flesh, but it pushed me right to the edge.
“Mmm, you taste so delicious, Charlie. But I want it from those pretty lips. Tell me how much you need me inside you.” His words were punctuated by each flick of his tongue against my hardened nub. I couldn’t stop a whimper as he pulled back the barest of inches, leaving me aching and desperate for more.
“I…need… I-I need your cock inside me, Lex. Please, please I can’t take it anymore.” The words spilled out of me in pants and gasps as he continued to tease me with his actions.
As his lips formed a tight seal around my throbbing clit, a wave of pleasure crashed over me without warning. My body contorted and rolled like an untamed ocean under his eager hands, desperate for more of the delicious sensations he was coaxing from me. I writhed and thrashed so wildly that he had to pin me down with his strong, firm grip. The spasms and convulsions were so intense that all conscious thought escaped me; every breath became a gasp as I surrendered completely to the overwhelming ecstasy. I couldn’t even form coherent words or moans, but it didn’t matter—my body spoke volumes, screaming out its satisfaction to anyone within earshot.
“Oh wow,” I breathed as soon as my lungs inflated, but he didn’t stop. His hungry mouth continued to devour me, lick after tormenting lick. Pushing on his head, I curled my torso upward and laced my hands through those luscious blond locks, and he growled against my skin. He wasn’t done, and I didn’t want it to end.
My voice was reduced to a strangled cry as the waves of pleasure crashed over me. His skilled mouth continued to suck and tease, sending me spiraling towards yet another orgasmic peak. My body trembled and convulsed around him, helpless in the throes of ecstasy. “Oh God, I’m going to come again… Lex,” I screamed, my words punctuated by gasps and moans. It felt like every nerve ending in my body was on fire as he pleasured me beyond belief.
My thighs gripped his head, but still he didn’t stop. He was a god, and I was his subject, humbled before his mighty touch and compelled to worship him by allowing him unfettered access to my body. The ripples of pleasure drowned me and brought me back to life, then plunged me to the depths of ecstasy again, and when I surfaced I found my voice.
“Lex, stop…stop, I can’t…” I panted. “I can’t take much more.”
He pulled away, his lips a swollen shade of red and glistening with my arousal. “Not done,” he countered, his voice hoarse. Lex leaned over me and I collapsed onto the bed as he reached into the nightstand. I didn’t give it a moment’s thought that he had condoms there, but I was grateful he intended to use one. He tore open the foil package and rolled it on, and all I could think was how spent my body was. I grunted as he smirked at me and stroked himself a few times.
Grasping my thighs, he settled between my trembling legs and positioned himself at my entrance, the head of him pressing against my slick folds. “Tell me what you want one more time, Charlie.” He thrust in a centimeter, and I felt myself stretching around him, needing more and yet overwhelmed by the sensations already coursing through me.
“I want…I…please Lex,” I moaned as he began to fill me inch by agonizing inch. His eyes never left mine as he claimed every millimeter of me.
“Say it, baby.” His voice was a growl that sent goosebumps down my spine.
“I want…I want you… Lex…I want you inside me,” I moaned, arching my hips to take more of him as the haze of pleasure from my orgasm began to recede, and lust replaced it.
“That’s my girl,” he grunted as he sank in to the hilt and my body accepted him with a welcoming heat. My walls clamped down on him, as though begging him to never leave.
His hands gripped my thighs, holding me steady as he began to move, slow at first and then picking up speed with every thrust. The bed creaking in time with our frenzied passion, the sound mingling with our moans and pants. “You feel so good, baby.” He growled and I could only nod my agreement.
His thrusts were deep and punishing, driving me to the edge of insanity. His eyes locked with mine, as if he could see into my soul, plunder every secret I thought I’d ever had. He knew I was close again, and he was relentless, pistoning in and out of me, his body a hot brand against mine.
“Come with me, Charlie,” he growled, his voice guttural and sexy as hell.
In response, I arched my hips to meet his rhythm, feeling that familiar coil tightening in my belly once more. “Lex…oh God… I…” The words came out in a moan as my third orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave and he went rigid above me, emptying himself into the sleeve with a strangled cry.
As our breathing slowed, we clung to each other, sweat-soaked and panting. The release had been mind-blowing, and I couldn’t believe that just moments ago I’d been anything but on fire for him.
“That…” I began, but the words were lost as he kissed me softly on the lips, stealing my praise for his service to me tonight. I didn’t know what to say when he pulled away, then out of me. The void he left drew a whine from my lips, but I couldn’t move or think. I was weak and lethargic. The swirl of alcohol met the giddiness of afterglow, and I lay there watching him discard the used condom and find his clothing. I heard knocking on the door, but still, I didn’t move.
“Hey, uh…Lex, Myra’s chucking on your deck, man. You better come out here.” The male voice from the other side of the door made Lex scowl, but he winked at me and walked out as he finished tying his tie.
I collected myself and cleaned up, then got dressed and found my purse, discarded in the heat of the moment. Then I made my way back to the deck on wobbly legs, weak from orgasm and drink. There was someone cleaning up what I could only assume was the vomit announced by that male voice, and Lex had a drink in hand. I walked toward him and stood next to him as the others told jokes.
His hand was no longer in the small of my back, and the scent of my sex lingered on his face, though I didn’t have to get close to him to smell it. His demeanor from earlier in the evening—that possessive way he handled me—was gone, replaced with a much more relaxed posture and smile.
If I was just another notch in his belt, so be it. Sex that hot was meant to be enjoyed, and while I was no player, I didn’t mind enjoying it—again and again if necessary. I just had to remind my heart not to get attached. It could all end badly.