Chapter 12 #3
“Hey, I was interrupted,” Midas said with a gleam in his eye.
“You complaining?” Lexie asked, grasping one of her breasts, teasing the hard nipple with her own fingers.
“Damn, your tits are magnificent,” Midas breathed.
She could barely see the blue color in his irises because his pupils were so dilated. She felt beautiful. And powerful. But she still needed more.
“Please,” she begged. She’d never begged a man to fuck her, but she’d do whatever it took for him to make her come again.
She didn’t need to ask twice. Midas began pounding into her, his eyes fixated on her boobs as they bounced with each and every thrust.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered. “I want to feel you come all over my cock.”
Lexie didn’t hesitate. She grabbed his shoulder with her left hand, while her right snaked down between them. It wasn’t easy, as their stomachs smacked together with every one of his thrusts, but she managed to flick her clit as he continued to fuck her hard against the wall.
Using two fingers, she frantically fondled herself, stroking his cock with her pinky every time he pulled out.
They were both grunting now, lost in the pleasure.
For just a moment, Lexie hung on the precipice, caught between a monster orgasm and the fear that she’d fly apart if she came.
But then Midas bent and caught her earlobe between his teeth.
He bit down, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to send tingles straight to her clit.
She cried out as she came for the second time that evening, every muscle seizing as she trembled and shook with pleasure.
“Oh, yeah, fuck… Lex!” Midas panted as he shoved himself as far inside her as he could get and exploded.
She could feel his muscles shaking as he came, and she prayed he wouldn’t drop her.
But she shouldn’t have worried. Midas would no more hurt her than cut off his own arm.
He gathered her to him tightly, taking a deep breath as he pulled away from the wall.
She felt him lean over and, with one hand, he somehow managed to get his boots and socks off before stepping out of his pants, leaving them in the foyer as he headed through the living area toward his bedroom.
Lexie couldn’t help but giggle. They were sweaty, she could feel how wet she was between her legs, her bra was wrapped around her belly, and Midas was completely naked.
They had to look ridiculous, but she could feel his cock still inside her as he walked.
Even though he’d come, he felt like he was still half hard.
And just like that, she was turned on again.
Instead of bringing her to his bed, Midas headed for the large bathroom. She’d oohed and aahed over it when she’d first seen it, but now she barely glanced at her surroundings. She had eyes only for Midas.
He gently placed her butt on the counter and she winced at the chill that immediately met her skin.
“Sorry,” he muttered as he slowly pulled out of her body.
Looking down, Lexie saw the condom on his cock was shiny with her juices. Without hesitation, Midas pulled it off and threw it away. Then he wrapped his arms around her and unclasped her bra, throwing it on the floor behind him.
She did her best to suck in her belly, as she wasn’t in the most flattering position, but she needn’t have bothered. The look in his eyes was one of complete awe. He braced his palms on either side of her hips and leaned in.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he said. “And you’re mine.”
Lexie had no problem with him claiming her. She ran her hands up and down his biceps. She felt the tip of his cock brush against her inner thigh and smiled. “Only if you’re mine.”
“Yours,” he agreed, then dipped his head.
She expected him to kiss her hard and deep, but instead, he sipped at her lips, taking his time and licking and nipping at her. It was…sweet. And after what they’d just done, it was the last thing she’d expected from him.
“Are you sore?” he asked against her lips.
Blushing, Lexie shook her head. Right this second, she was anything but sore. Tomorrow? Yeah, she had no doubt she’d definitely feel their workout, but right now she just felt…horny.
Midas shifted and pushed her legs even farther apart.
Lexie leaned back, letting him look his fill.
It should’ve been embarrassing, but it wasn’t.
This man had moved heaven and earth to get to her when he thought she was in trouble.
She still couldn’t get that out of her head.
He wasn’t a manwhore. Wasn’t with her just for sex.
He actually liked her, which was pretty damn amazing for a kid who’d been called stupid, and who’d felt as if she’d been in the shadows her whole life.
She liked being the center of Midas’s attention. Lexie arched her back a bit, and his eyes move to her chest.
“You’re gonna come again, then I’m gonna take you nice and slow,” Midas informed her.
“You think you can go slow?” she asked, genuinely curious.
He winced. “I don’t know. But I’m gonna try,” he said. Then his hand went between her legs once more, and Lexie groaned. He didn’t fumble around, wasn’t hesitant in his movements. Just like when he went down on her, he knew exactly what he was doing.
“You ever had a G-spot orgasm?” he asked.
Lexie couldn’t speak, all she could do was shake her head.
“Excellent,” he said. “I’ve never done this, but I’ve watched videos.”
“Porn?” she breathed as she squirmed on his counter.
“No. Not really. Instructional videos,” he said. “This could get messy, which is why we’re in here.”
“You planned this?” she asked.
“From the second you came on my tongue,” he told her. “Now, relax and let it happen. I promise this will blow your mind.”
Lexie had no doubt of that. Everything he’d done so far had blown her expectations to smithereens.
Midas began to piston his fingers in and out of her body, rubbing against what she knew was her G-spot deep inside her body. His other hand held her down, even as he used the thumb to flick her clit hard and fast.
Erotic pain bloomed in her body at his actions. “Midas!” she cried out.
“That’s it, let it come.”
She wanted to pull away. Tried to pull away, but she couldn’t escape his hands and fingers. The room began to spin as Lexie both reached for the orgasm that was building and at the same time, shied away from it.
“Don’t resist. You’re so damn beautiful, Lex. This is so amazing. You’re soaked. You got this. Come all over me. That’s it. Fuck yeah…”
Lexie had no idea how much time had passed, all she knew was that this man owned her. She was putty in his hands, and if he left her, she’d never recover.
One second it felt like she had to pee worse than she ever had in her life, and the next, she almost blacked out from pleasure.
The orgasm that shot through her body was nothing like anything she’d experienced before.
It was all-consuming. As if every molecule in her body was turning inside out.
Her legs trembled and she couldn’t think straight.
“Oh my God, that was fucking amazing,” Midas said reverently as his fingers gently pushed in and out of her body now.
“I think that’s my line,” Lexie whispered.
He chuckled, then gathered her against him once more and picked her up. He carried her into his bedroom, using one hand to pull the covers down before gently placing her on her back.
Lexie’s entire body tingled, and she could feel how wet she was, could even smell her own passion. She heard a wrapper crinkle, then Midas was back between her legs. Without a word, he pushed inside her body once more.
Lexie saw him close his eyes for a moment as he stayed completely still. He looked down at her, and she inhaled sharply at the look in his eyes. It was…
Devotion.
She couldn’t use the word love, because that was crazy, wasn’t it?
Then he moved, and she couldn’t do anything but feel. There was no pain this time, not even a small pinch. All she felt was pleasure as Midas slowly made love to her. There was no other word for it. Earlier, he’d fucked her; now they were making love.
He leaned down and worshiped her breasts as he continued to move in and out of her body.
Strong pulls, followed by gentle licking and sucking.
Then pulling back and using his hands to knead and play with her nipples.
Everywhere he touched, it felt as if electric sparks shot from each contact point, straight to her sex.
Tears fell from her eyes as she looked up at him. She had no idea why she was crying. Overload of feelings and emotions, probably. But Midas didn’t freak out. He smiled gently.
“I know,” he whispered. “It’s overwhelming, but in a good way, isn’t it?”
Lexie swallowed hard and nodded.
“This is how it’s gonna be from here on out. Maybe not this intense every night, but this is our new normal.”
She couldn’t help but be turned on by his complete confidence that they would make it. Lexie wanted that. More than anything she’d ever wanted in her life.
Midas continued to make love to her slow and easy, until he couldn’t take it anymore. Then his loving thrusts turned hard. Fast. Lexie enjoyed his lovemaking, but absolutely loved his fucking. There was a distinct difference.
She felt a small orgasm well up, then settle over her like a comfortable blanket, instead of the tsunami she’d felt earlier. Midas grunted and slammed into her once more, throwing his head back as he came.
He immediately fell down on her, careful not to squish her, then turned, tucking her against him as he did. He held her to him as he’d done in Somalia, and Lexie began to play with his nipple as she lay boneless against him.
“Would you think less of me if I admitted that I’d thought about you being naked against me, just like this, down in that hole?” Midas asked.
Lexie chuckled. “No. Because I had the same thoughts.”
Several quiet minutes went by, then he said, “I need to get up.”
Sighing, Lexie nodded and rolled away. As he walked to his bathroom, she couldn’t help but admire his ass. Midas was a fine specimen of a man, and he was all hers.
She was still smiling when he returned. “What’s that grin for?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she said.
Midas was holding a washcloth. “Spread,” he ordered.
This time, Lexie blushed. It was one thing to expose herself to him on his counter when she was lost in a haze of lust, but it was another thing altogether after the fact.
“I need to clean you,” he said gently. “Don’t be embarrassed.”
“I can do it.”
“I know you can,” Midas said. “You’re a grown-ass adult. But I want to. I want to make sure you’re all right. I took you hard. Pushed you.”
“I’m fine,” she told him.
Midas simply stared at her.
Sighing, she pushed the sheet back and spread her legs slightly.
Midas sat on the side of the mattress and put one hand on her belly, reminding her of how he’d held her down while he’d fingered her in the bathroom.
“You’re swollen,” he said as he gently ran the washcloth between her legs. “And your clit is still sticking out from its hood.”
Lexie wasn’t sure what to say. She’d never had this kind of conversation with a man before. So she kept quiet.
Midas smiled, but seemed to know how hard this was for her and didn’t say anything else. After cleaning her, he leaned down and pressed a light kiss right on top of her clit. Her inner muscles spasmed, and Lexie groaned.
“Don’t worry, I’m done. For now,” he told her, throwing the washcloth across the room.
It landed with a splat on the tile floor in the bathroom.
“I’ll get that in the morning,” he told her, then lay back down and gathered her against him once more.
He pulled the sheet and comforter back up, and Lexie sighed in contentment.
“Earlier?” he said after a minute or two. “That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. You trusting me to bring you to pleasure in a way neither of us had done before.”
“It was overwhelming,” Lexie admitted.
He kissed her forehead. “I know,” he said simply.
She supposed he did. But he’d pushed her to do it anyway. She realized that this man would always push her. He wanted her to experience the most out of life. Whether that was emotionally, professionally, or while in bed, simply having fun.
And she loved him. Down to the very marrow of her bones.
It was scary as hell to admit that, but then again, being around Midas made her feel brave. She wasn’t ready to tell him how she felt yet, but she would when the time was right.
She yawned and felt her muscles growing lax. “Midas?”
“Yeah, Lex?”
“You still taking me to get a Dole whip tomorrow? I want to get lost in that maze as well.”
She felt him chuckle under her cheek. “Yes, I’ll take you to the Dole Pineapple Plantation.”
“Thanks.”
“Then we’ll come back here and spend the rest of the day in bed.”
She smiled against his chest. “Okay. If you insist.”
He ran his hand over her hair, and she sighed in contentment. It felt wrong to admit that being kidnapped had been the best thing that ever happened to her, but it had brought her Midas. For that, she’d always be thankful.