The Beginning

19. Lexi

CHAPTER 19

Lexi

Saturday afternoon

A s Shayna walks off to the front of the restaurant, I move to sit back down. The waitress brings the chocolate monstrosity and Cam immediately dives in. My eyes shift to where Shayna just disappeared to, and my mind immediately goes to her. An opportunity to get her alone and test this new found connection we have.

I want to be sure she’s really okay with being with me intimately. I know what we did earlier, but that could have been a heat of the moment thing, or the fact that Camden was there. Who am I kidding? I really just want to touch her again. Feel her soft skin, taste her sweet lips, see her fall apart again.

I stand up from the table again. “I’m going to use the bathroom also. We’ll both be right back,” I say and he gives me a knowing sinister smile and nods.

“Uh-huh. Sure,” he says under his breath and I look back at him, but he continues to eat the ice cream. “Take your time. Just don’t blame me if all the ice cream and cake are gone,” he jeers with a smirk.

I walk over to his side of the booth and lean both hands on the table and move close enough that my breath fans over his ear. “Maybe I’m going to have my own dessert… in the ladies room. Sweetest honey I’ve ever tasted,” I whisper and his smirk grows as I move away and stand up straight. Giving a cheeky grin and a wink, I follow behind Shayna to the ladies bathroom.

The restaurant is starting to fill up quickly and my nerves are going crazy in my head. I pull open the door to the multi-stall bathroom, and a shorter, older blonde lady is leaving. I hold the door for her as she gives me a small smile. Thanking me, she walks out.

Shayna is still in the stall at the end. I smirk to myself as I hear her finish washing her hands inside the large stall. I slowly walk toward the door she’s behind, noting there isn’t anyone else in here with us. Not to say that someone else won’t show up, but this is the chance I’m willing to take.

The door to her stall opens as I approach. She wasn’t expecting me to be standing there. She startles as I move toward her, forcing her to take a step back. I keep moving both of us into the small cubicle, until I’m able to lock it behind me. I shiver in anticipation. She brings her hand to her chest with a stuttered breath. “Lex, you scared me,” she breathes.

My steps slow but don’t falter, maneuvering her against the farthest wall. She’s leaning against the wall as our chests are touching and I look down at her. “Are you sure?” I ask her. When her brow furrows as if she doesn’t know what I’m talking about, I continue. “Are you sure you're okay being with me? Me being with Cam? All of us together? Are you sure before this goes any further?” I ask. I need to feel confident in her decision to settle my nerves more so than anything. I’m still a bit guarded with what happened with Jason, and I don’t want to be anymore. Not with her. Or Camden.

She gently lays her hands on my hips as my arms raise up to cage her against the wall. I do love that she’s almost a half a foot shorter than me. She releases a breath in a rush. “I’m so sure, Lex. I have never been more sure about anything before,” she implores, letting her cute New Jersey accent come out. It usually only comes out when she’s been drinking or when she’s in a comfortable situation.

I stare into her eyes for a bit, searching for her resolve, calculating what I’m going to do next. I came in here to corner her to ask her just that, but didn’t really have a clue as to what I was going to do after that. My head tilts in contemplation and as soon as my mind fully catches up, I move. My mouth crashes on top of hers. I kiss her hard, pressing my body fully against hers. I forcefully thrust my tongue inside her mouth, ravishing every part of it that I can. My need to taste and control every little bit of her overwhelms me.

I feel her hands tighten on my hips, her fingers digging into my skin there. Our tongues twist and turn over one another, tasting each other… devouring one another. She tastes of the alcohol she was drinking with the tomato sauce she had with her dinner, and an overpowering taste of just her. The entire combination is intoxicating.

One hand goes to the nape of her neck as I step between her legs pushing them further apart as I push her body against the wall. My other hand travels down grasping at her luscious breast harshly.

My lips travel down her jaw toward her collar bone as she shifts her head to give me more access. The hand that was feeling her breast moves down to pull at the band of her tights. “Fuck, you feel so good, Shay. So perfect. I need to taste you again… feel you again,” I whisper against her neck between the nips and kisses.

She’s breathing so heavily, where her panting breaths are all that I can hear in the bathroom. She can’t speak so she just nods. I take that as her permission to proceed. My hand quickly dips into her pants and begins rubbing over her lace panties. The lace rubbing roughly over her tender flesh. I don’t dive right in… I want to draw this out, tease her a bit. Right now I don’t even care that we’re in a bathroom.

She’s squirming and shifting under me, trying to get me to do what she wants. ‘That’s not how this works, sweetheart,’ I think to myself, chuckling. I continue rubbing softly and slowly over her panties. “What’s wrong, baby girl?” I ask as I rub circles over her folds, not going anywhere near where she wants me. I’m sure the feeling of the lace over her freshly shaved pussy is causing even more sensitivity.

“Please Lexi… t-touch me,” she stutters out with a harsh breath.

“I am touching you, baby,” I say and kiss up her neck nipping and skimming my tongue over the skin moving towards her ear. She grunts in frustration, as she thrusts her hips towards me. Probably trying to get as much friction as possible along with trying to make me do what she wants.

I chuckle darkly at the thought, she really doesn’t know what she's gotten herself into with me. She expects the rough and dominant side of Camden, but she hasn’t seen my sexually dominant side… yet. I may not be the rough and brutal kind, but I do love drawing the pleasure out. Teasing, edging and prolonging that sensual side of sex is my forte. Plus, I want to hear her beg me.

“Lexi… more…” she whispers trying not to be too loud. One of her hands move to grab mine to try and make me do what she wants. I pull my hand from inside her pants and quickly press my thigh between her legs to hold her where I want her. I grab both of her wrists and pull them above her head. I look down at her with a devilish smirk.

“Now see what you did there. I’m not touching you all now,” I say and lick over the seam of her lips with just the tip of my tongue. The open involuntarily taking in a gasp of breath. My lips kick up on the sides at her reaction. Her eyes are shocked but her pupils are blown wide so I know she likes this. I give her wrists a little squeeze and put them together in one of my hands. The other moving down to caress her face. I cup her cheek and let my thumb softly move over her bottom lip. I watch the movement of digit caress over the soft full swell of her lip. My eyes flick up to hers as my movements stay calculated.

“Are you going to be a good girl now?” I ask, raising one eyebrow. She nods slowly not wanting my ministrations over her mouth to stop. I nod along with her. “Good,” I say softly and press my thumb into her mouth and watch as she closes her lips around it and begin s to move her tongue over and around it, sucking. Scraping her teeth lightly over it also. “Mmmmm. A very good girl but a naughty one, aren’t you?” I ask and her eyes flair in response.

I pull my thumb slowly from her mouth and let my hand start to cascade down her body just barely touching her as I go. As I get to the hem of her pants once again, I pull them out just a bit as I lean into her. Pressing her body into the wall still with my thigh between hers pressing into her core. I give her wrists another squeeze above her head. She’s no longer moving but her breathing has escalated in anticipation and sounds so loud in this quiet bathroom.

“Not quite what you expected of me, was it Shay?” I ask as I lick the shell of her ear and feel a tremor rock her body. I chuckle lightly as my hand dips down inside her pants and this time moves under her lace panties. “I’m just as domineering as Cam when it comes to sex. Not anywhere else… and with no one else… but you. Are you sure you’re okay with this? Now’s the time to back out, baby girl. I’m afraid…” I take a deep breath releasing it in a rush. “Afraid if I taste you again there will be no going back,” I say and give the lobe of her ear a little nip.

She sucks in a quick breath at the action. My fingers are slowly moving back and forth just inside the seam of her lacy underwear, teasing the skin there. Letting her know what's to come if she gives me the okay. Her breathing is heavy. She isn’t moving and I’m beginning to get worried she’s going to back out. I pull back to look at her.

Her lips are parted, her face is flush and she’s looking at me with hooded, lust filled eyes. I smirk at her. I think she just forgot how to articulate words. “Well…” I am trying to get her to speak again. She nods quickly this time almost aggressively. I gruffly chuckle this time. “Words, Shayna. I need to be sure you’re going to be okay with this,” I say.

She takes an audible gulp and swallows, then licks her dry lips. “I want you, Lexi. I want this… us. Please…” she begs breathlessly stumbling over her words and she moves her hips once again pressing her core against my thigh. “...now please touch me,” she finishes with a whine.

Still looking down at her, I need her to fully understand exactly who I am when we’re together. I dip my fingers in slowly, leaning close to her face where my lips are almost touching hers. My breath fans across her face. “Now, don’t move. Just feel,” I whisper as my hand dips down inside her panties and moves over her folds.

My eyes roll back in my head. She’s so fucking wet. I growl deep in my chest at the sensation. As I pull my hand forward again, I let my middle finger press inside her lips, dip inside her core and over her clit. My eyes open again and I just know she sees the hunger and desperation in them, because she lets her head fall back against the wall she’s propped against.

My possessive side wants to take over, claim her this way. Hell… claim her in every way. I know Camden will have part of her always but she’s going to be mine too and I’m okay with that. “You belong to me now, too. You understand what that means. This pretty pussy right… here…” I say the last word as I press two fingers deep inside her soaking wet core, “I get to have this whenever and wherever I want.” She takes a deep intake of air at the intrusion of my fingers. I smile darkly as I pull my fingers out again.

I move my fingers back inside her, curling them to find that sweet spot I know is there. She moans loudly and drops her head against the wall. Chuckling darkly, “There… right there,” I whisper and begin a slow and steady pace with my fingers. Her breathing is obscene and it is music to my ears.

Adding a third finger, I press my thumb against her clit. Covering her mouth with my own in a savage, ruthless kiss, I swallow up all of the beautiful sounds she’s making. I don’t stop the assault on her pussy. Her eyes close as the kiss continues, but her moans are still somewhat audible.

The door to the bathroom opens and sounds from the dining area just outside the door filters in, and Shayna’s eyes go comically wide and she freezes. Pulling my mouth away from hers, I give her an evil smirk as I continue thrusting my fingers inside her slowly. She pulls her bottom lip into her mouth trying to stifle the moans she so badly wants to give me.

We hear whomever that was going into the stall next to the one we’re in. I give her wrists a little squeeze still holding them above her head, before letting them go. Bringing that hand in front of my face placing a finger over my own mouth telling her to be quiet.

I cover her mouth with that hand, pinching her cheeks slightly in an aggressive manner. Her arms drop and her hands grip my shoulders tightly, slightly trembling. Her thighs attempt to squeeze shut as her eyes flare. I think she’s scared of being caught. I shake my head as my fingers continue to thrust in and out of her wet pussy, picking up their pace. My thumb moves in a harsher circular motion on her throbbing clit. I feel her walls begin to pulse around my fingers and, fuck, am I loving this. I can tell even though she’s a bit afraid, she’s also turned on by the possibility of being caught.

The woman finishes up and flushes the toilet. Shayna releases a little squeak or a light moan, which was hopefully camouflaged by the sound of the water running. My smirk grows as I feel her body begin to shake. Her pussy is quivering and tightening around my fingers. She’s close, I can tell. Her eyes squeeze tightly as she bites down even harder on that bottom lip under my hand still over her mouth.

Leaning in as close as possible to her ear when I hear the water to the sink turn on as the woman washes her hand. “Come for me, baby. I want to feel you come all over my hand,” I whisper as she throws her head back hard against the wall. Her legs begin to shake and almost give out from underneath her. My hand tightens over her mouth trying to hold in any noises that she could make.

I continue moving in and out of her, letting her ride out her orgasm. I feel her walls clamp down on my fingers and her release coating them and my hand. The water to the sink turns off and I hear her pull paper towels from the dispenser and begin to dry her hands off. Once again, the door opens and we hear her leave.

My girl is slumped against the wall and her eyes are open but remain heavy. She gives a little shake of her head after I remove the hand covering her mouth. My smirk never leaves my face as I pull my fingers from her and then her pants. My eyes stay locked on her caramel brown eyes as I raise my come-covered fingers to my lips. I slide the fingers into my mouth and taste her release while sucking them clean, never losing eye contact with her.

Shayna’s eyes dip to my mouth watching as I clean my fingers from her arousal. She huffs a laugh. “I can’t believe you just did that while someone was in here with us,” she whispers with a slight smirk on her face.

After my fingers are completely cleaned of her essence, I wipe the side of my mouth taking my time, replying to her. I lean in slowly and lick her lips, then kiss her softly letting her taste herself on my tongue. “Baby girl… I would devour you on the table out there for all to see just who you belong to. Don’t ever doubt I won’t finger fuck you with someone else in the room with us,” I say. She releases a gust of air in an incredulous laugh and a slight shake of her head.

I back away and unlock the bathroom stall door heading to the main door to go back out to our table where I know Camden is waiting. Shayla follows behind me but then grabs my bicep pulling me to a stop. When I turn to look at her she has a questioning look on her face. “Didn’t you need to use the bathroom or something?” she asks.

“Nope…” I say with a devious smile gracing my lips. “...I did what I came in here to do.” She looks at me with confusion. My eyes slowly move down her body then back up to meet her eyes. “You,” I say and her widen slightly and a slow smile spreads across her face.

“Come on. Let’s get back out there. I’m sure Cam’s imagination is going haywire right now,” I say with a little laugh and turn to open the door just as it is opened again. A mother and her small daughter startle a bit.

“Excuse us,” we say and move from their way and quickly move out of the restroom with both of us laughing.

We walk back through the main dining area of Corleone’s back to the table where Camden is finishing the ice cream. Shayna scoots in first and then I follow. Cam places his arm over the back of the booth seat once again. Looking over at him, we both look down at Shayna who has a flush over her cheeks, and a slight sweat building on her brow. His eyes shift to mine, and I smile confidently. His brow lifts, questioning me without words.

Leaning forward, I look into the empty ice cream bowl. “Damn. I didn’t think you would really finish it off,” I say, trying to sound a bit disappointed, dipping my finger into the last bit of melted ice cream.

Cam chuckles as I sit back. “You two took your sweet time in the bathroom,” he says looking over to his wife. Her face turns redder, if that’s even possible and she glances at me from under her lashes with a smile playing on her plush lips. My smirk grows and my brow lifts looking into Shayna’s eyes, as I bring the finger I just dipped into the bowl to my lips.

Shayna’s eyes grow slightly wider when she realizes these were the exact same fingers that were just inside her. The same fingers I purposely didn’t wash when we left the bathroom.

I don’t break eye contact as I wrap my tongue around the digit and slowly push the finger inside my mouth, licking the little bit of sweet milk from it. I can tell from my periphery that Cam is watching just exactly how I lick my finger clean and Shayna’s mouth drops open slightly.

I remove the clean but wet finger from my mouth. Slowly licking my bottom lip, “Mmmm… now that was good.” Shayna lets out a little chuckle and Cam growls playfully. He still has a smirk playing on his lips under his light beard. He opens his mouth to speak and our waitress, Liz, appears.

“How was everything?” she asks in her light, sweet voice, as she begins to clear the empty dishes.

Cam’s eyes reluctantly leave mine as he looks up at our waitress. “It was great, Liz. Thanks,” Cam answers. She nods and looks at me.

I give a sly smirk. “Everything was delicious,” I said, putting a little emphasis on the word ‘everything’. “And dessert…” I say lifting my fingers to my lips kissing their tips, “...was absolutely mouth watering.” Looking over to Cam, I give him a sly wink. Shayna lets out one laugh before covering her mouth trying to stifle it, and failing miserably.

Liz looks at her a bit confused and then back to me. “Well… then. That’s good. I’m glad you guys enjoyed your dinner,” she says hesitantly, still not knowing what to make of mine and Shayna’s interaction. She reaches into her apron and pulls out our bill. “Georgio will take payment up at the counter whenever you’re ready,” she says and gives us another light smile. “See you guys next time.” Turning, she walks off.

I give a little laugh and look back to Cam. I pull my bottom lip into my mouth biting down on the plump flesh. Cam seems to be enjoying the playfulness of the evening. Leaning forward a bit over Shayna, “You, my dear Lexi, are a lot of trouble,” he says with a sly smirk on his face. “Keep it up… and I will enjoy making it where you aren’t able to sit down for a week.”