Chapter 18
brANDON
The anticipation was killing me. I couldn’t wait to see what Lexi had in store for me, but I tried to focus on the TV. Since it was almost Christmas, there were tons of holiday movies to choose from, and I settled on ELF, because who didn’t love that movie?
Lexi and I didn’t talk much as we watched. My mind raced. I wanted to know more about her and what made her tick. Why was she so jaded? How could I get her to open up? My thoughts continued to spiral until she got up to go to the bathroom.
A few moments later, she called out, “Hey, Santa! Come in here.”
I grabbed my Santa hat and moved quickly toward her voice. Down a small hall and past a bathroom, I arrived in Lexi’s bedroom. The lighting was dim, but not so dim that the sight of her didn’t stop in my tracks.
There, on the floor by the foot of the bed, was Lexi in all of her glory, looking sexy as hell on her knees in black lingerie. Fuck. She was something out of a dream.
“Oh, shit,” I said, somewhat surprised.
Lexi chuckled, but then got serious. “Ever since you sent me that picture, I’ve been thinking about this. I wanna gag on Santa’s cock.”
Double fuck. My dick, immediately hard, fought against the zipper of my pants. I pulled my shirt off and then put on the Santa hat. If sucking off Santa was what Lexi wanted, then that’s what she was going to get.
I took a few long strides into the room until I was standing right in front of her. “You want this cock? Come and take it, Sweetheart,” I demanded as I crossed my arms over my chest.
She seemed to shiver with the prospect as she reached up to undo my belt. Licking her lips, she took her time undoing my pants. I savored every moment, quite enjoying the build-up and anticipation myself.
When my painfully hard dick sprang free from the confines of my pants, a wide grin broke out on Lexi’s face. Her gaze shifted to my face. “This is one impressive cock, Santa.”
I chuckled. Lexi was sexy as hell, and every time we’d been together had been amazing, but she was also funny and had a way of making me laugh, even in the most intimate of situations. I grabbed her chin and pressed the head of my dick to her lips. “Have you been naughty or nice, Lexi?”
She hummed against me, causing my cock to twitch. Her tongue darted out and licked the tip softly, all the while maintaining eye contact. “I guess you’re about to find out.”
With my pants around my ankles and a Santa hat on my head, she took me into her mouth, and my knees almost gave out.
Each time with her was better than the time before, but I wasn’t sure how that was even possible.
She continued to suck, lick, and gag on my cock.
My toes curled as I fought to maintain my composure, determined to let her have her way with me.
After a few more minutes of the best blow job I’d ever received, I couldn’t take it anymore and wrapped her hair in my hand and started fucking her throat.
She moaned and hummed around me, making me even more feral for her.
I went deeper, causing her to gag again.
“You’re doing so well, Sweetheart.” With one hand, she was massaging and teasing my balls, and the other disappeared between her legs.
Ordinarily, I’d tell her to stop touching herself to delay her gratification, but in that moment, she deserved to come.
“Fuck yes, Lexi. Make yourself come for me.” She was bringing me so close to the edge myself, and if she wanted to fall over the edge with me, then so be it.
Her moaning became louder; her movements erratic. She was close, and so was I. I took more and more. Tears streaked down her face. She looked so beautiful. “You want me to coat your throat with my cum, baby?” She moaned and nodded around me, and that did me in.
She continued to finger fuck herself while I shot hot ropes of cum down her throat. Her fingers stopped as she came. The sight of her drinking me down while making herself come would be permanently etched into my memory. It was hands down the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
I stroked her face, running my thumb under her eye where her mascara was running down her cheek. “You’re such a good girl, Lexi. That was amazing.”
She popped my barely softening dick out of her mouth and grinned up at me. “So what’s the verdict, Santa? Am I naughty or nice?”
“Truthfully, I think you’re a little of both.” I scooped her up in my arms and shuffled her to the bed, setting her down carefully.
“That’s fair,” she sighed into her pillow as I finally removed my pants. “What are you doing?” she asked, popping up on her elbow to look at me.
“It’s cute that you think we’re done for the night, Sweetheart.”
Her eyes moved from mine to my dick, which was already getting hard again. “I’ll give it to you. Your refractory period is impressive.”
A chuckle escaped me. “I guess. Either that or it’s just what you do to me. Do you know how irresistible you are?”
“No need to stroke my ego, Brando. I’m not exactly playing hard to get here,” she laughed.
“Such a smart mouth on you.”
“Oh, no. I guess you’ll have to punish me,” she cooed and rolled her eyes.
I moved quickly, but she was up and moving before I could reach her, laughing maniacally as she jumped off the bed. “Oh, I’m gonna punish you, alright.”
“Gotta catch me first,” she teased. She ran around the bed, and when I reached for her, she jumped back on the bed and ran to the other side.
I let that go on for a short while before cutting over the bed and sweeping her up into a bear hug and falling back onto the bed with her in my arms, careful to protect her from any harm.
We were both breathless and laughing until our eyes met.
The air in the room seemed hotter, thicker.
The tension hung between us until our need for one another bubbled over and we practically attacked each other.
Our mouths met in a fury of hurried kisses.
My hands greedily explored her body, taking time to learn what made her moan and what she liked.
I was painfully hard again. Reaching between her legs, I tore away the thin scrap of fabric that separated us, causing her to gasp. “Hey, I liked this one!” But her protests were cut short as I strummed her clit.
“Condom?” I breathed into her.
She broke our kiss and rolled over me to retrieve a condom from her bedside table, which she wasted no time rolling over my cock.
Her chest was heaving; her desire for me, for this, was evident on her face.
Her punishment would have to wait because the sight of her like this—so full of need—had me with only one mission: to make her come all over my cock.
“How do you want it?” I asked.
She paused only for a moment before answering. “Lie on your back.”
I complied quickly. She was in charge now.
Lexi moved over me, positioning her entrance above my straining cock. I thrust up, but she moved so I couldn’t reach her. “Tsk. Tsk,” she scolded. “Not so fast. Are you okay if I use a toy while we fuck?”
“Absolutely.” I wasn’t one of those guys that was intimidated when a girl used a toy to get off. I knew I could do the job myself, but if that’s what she wanted to do, then I was all for it. I just wanted her to feel good.
She leaned down and kissed my nose. “Good answer.” She rolled back over to the bedside table and then rolled back on top of me with a small vibrator in her hand. “Glad to see you’re not intimidated by Clit Eastwood here.”
I couldn’t help the laugh that ripped through me, but quickly recovered, because I didn’t want to kill the mood. “Not a chance. I think it’s hot when you make yourself come.”
“Good boy.” Oof. I didn’t think I had a praise kink, but damn if that didn’t do something for me.
Lexi reached down, stroked me, and then turned around to face my feet before lifting and impaling herself on my cock. “Oh, fuuuuckkk,” I moaned. This angle was next level. She rolled her hips, and I swear I almost came again right then and there.
Her little toy buzzed to life. I expected her to place it on her clit, but she turned and looked me in the eyes as she took it into her mouth.
Withdrawing it with a string of saliva trailing behind, she moved it between her legs.
First, rubbing it on her clit as she continued to roll her hips before moving it to glide over my balls. Oh, fuck.
I was no prude, and I’ve had my share of toy play in the bedroom, but this was the first time I’d been on the receiving end. Lexi grinned at me as I moaned my appreciation. “You like that?” she asked, knowing full well the effect she was having on me.
“Yeah, baby. That feels so good,” I managed to get out before she turned away from me and started moving again, grinding her hips in into me.
The toy teased where we connected, down my scrotum and back again.
The sensation was amazing. Then, when she increased her pace, she slipped the device under my balls to tease the sensitive area just behind.
“Oh, shit, Lexi. Fuck.” I was losing any restraint that I had been desperately holding onto. It was all almost too much.
Her one hand held the toy firmly in place, massaging my taint. With her other hand, she massaged her clit, occasionally drifting down to stroke where our bodies met. I thrust up into her as she continued to fuck me. I was on the edge, but wanted to hold out until she came again, too.
“Baby, I’m going to come if you keep this up. I’m not going to last. You need to come. Now.”
“Yes, Santa.” She quickly placed the vibrator on her clit and started moving up and down my shaft with more determination.
I could still feel the vibration, and that, paired with her pussy pulsing around me, sent me over the edge.
She cried out her own release seconds later and collapsed between my legs.
“Fuck, how is it always so good with you?” she sighed from where she fell.
I sat up and righted her so she was lying next to me. She flopped her head lazily to the side to look at me. “Nope, you gotta go, Brando.”
“Jesus, Lexi. Can you give a guy a minute?” I asked, instantly agitated.
I understood that this was just sex for her and that she didn’t want me to stay, but fuck, I didn’t know how much more of this ‘fuck and run’ shit I could really take.
Even though she didn’t want more, I didn’t want it to be just about sex either.
Was I setting myself up for disappointment and potential heartbreak? Probably. Okay, definitely.
“I think I was pretty clear about the rules,” Lexi started.
“Yeah, I got it,” I said, and got up, gathered my clothes, and went into the bathroom.
I closed the door a little harder than I had intended, but I thought maybe she’d get the hint.
I was annoyed. I wasn’t built for this kind of sex only relationship with her.
After splashing some cold water on my face and dressing, I reemerged from the bathroom to find Lexi in her robe standing in the hall, arms crossed over her chest.
“What the fuck, Brandon?” she questioned. “I thought we agreed on what this was.”
“We did, but maybe I’m not cut out for this, Lexi. I like—”
She held up a hand. “Let me stop you right there. Unless your next words are ‘I like fucking your brains out,’ then I don’t want to hear it.”
“Oh, fuck this.” I stormed off to the living room, grabbing my coat and shoes. Not bothering to put them on, I left her apartment, slamming the door as I did. Not my finest moment, but this girl had me so fucked up.
This was new territory for me, and I didn’t know what to do.
I thought I could keep my feelings out of it, but with each moment I spent with her, I knew that wasn’t possible.
I wanted Lexi in every way. She made it crystal clear she wasn’t interested in more, yet I was falling for her, despite my better judgment and best efforts.
All of her broken parts intrigued me. I wanted to tear down her walls and find out why she was so adamantly opposed to letting me in.
I wanted to help her heal from whatever or whoever broke her heart.