She trailed her tongue from the base of my shaft all the way to the tip, swirling her tongue around the head. When I opened my eyes and looked down at her, all I saw was her lust-filled, heavy eyes staring back at me. I was in trouble. She knew I was watching her, she knew I liked what I saw, and this time she wrapped her lips around my cock and I watched it disappear into her mouth, all while she continued looking up at me.
I wrapped my hand in her thick brown mane and squeezed. Her mouth felt fucking amazing. I closed my eyes and inhaled a sharp breath as she continued to slowly devour my cock, even paying attention to my balls, cupping them in her soft hand.
I kept a grip on her hair, resting my hand on the back of her head as I let my head drop back and just enjoy everything that she was doing to me. I felt her other hand rest on my hips as she continued to suck my cock. This time as she took me deep in her mouth, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat, and I couldn't help but let a throaty groan escape. I could already feel myself starting to swell. She didn't seem to mind, and she took me even deeper, so deep that I could feel the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat.
Three more times of the intense feeling of almost slipping down her throat and I couldn't hold back any longer. My orgasm ripped out of me, and I held her head as I shot hot cum down her throat. I could feel her throat reflexes swallowing every single drop of me.
I eased off my grip on the back of her head and felt myself slide out of her hot mouth. I opened my eyes. She was still on her knees before me, looking up at me with a knowing look in her eyes. I took both of her hands and pulled her up and into me, kissing her lips.
I could barely wait to touch her, to feel the weight of her breasts in my hands and bury myself deep inside of her. I pushed her against the wall, turning her so her back was to me. I pulled her against my body, kissing the side of her neck, my hands gripping her breasts, my thumbs running over her nipples. My right hand trailed down the flat of her stomach, between her legs, my fingers running between her slick folds, and she let out a tiny moan. She was already wet, and I continued running my finger over her clit while I bit and sucked on her neck. Her head fell back onto my shoulder, her arms coming up behind her head as she let out a deep, sexy moan, her lips meeting mine.
I turned her back around, pushing her back up against the shower wall, and bent down, taking a nipple into my mouth. I ran my tongue back and forth over her nipple and gently bit and teased her, my hand quickly finding its way between her legs again, inserting two fingers inside of her as my thumb rubbed her clit. I wrapped my arm around her waist, supporting her when I felt her start to shake. She was so close to coming I could practically taste it. I dropped to my knees, taking her leg and resting it on my shoulder, and looked up at her. "You ready?" I asked.
She shyly nodded her head, her cheeks and chest flushed pink, her breathing rapid. I spread her lips with my fingers and ran my tongue back and forth over her clit. I couldn't get enough of the taste of her. She ran her hands through my hair, fisting a handful as I kept running my tongue over the swollen bundle of nerves, her moans getting louder.
"Drew...." She fisted my hair tighter. I didn't stop. I just continued until she exploded in my mouth, screaming my name.
18
Alexa
* * *
Completely out of breath, I leaned against the shower wall, my legs shaking, trying my hardest to regain my composure. I felt Drew slip his arms around my waist and pull me under the water. He kissed me deeply before turning the water off. He opened the shower stall and grabbed one of the towels, passing it to me. I quickly dried my hair and wrapped the towel around my body. I watched as he wrapped one of the towels around his waist, and then stepped toward me. He softly smiled, and then placed one hand on each side of my head and leaned in for yet another kiss. His lips danced over mine, his tongue sweeping through my mouth. Looking down into my eyes, we just stood there looking at one another, saying things between the two of us silently.
He stepped out of the shower and reached for my hand, guiding me out of the bathroom, into the hall, and across to my room. I thought he was going to kiss me good night and run off to his room, but he surprised me by following me inside and kicking my door closed.
I stood at the edge of my bed, holding my towel against me. Drew turned, studying me. The look in his eyes was one I had only seen a few short minutes ago before he went down on me, devouring me. He took a sure step toward me, dropping his towel to the floor, and my eyes instantly traveled to his already hardened cock.
"Like what you see?" he asked, his words brushing over me and causing me to shiver.
I slowly nodded my head as he stepped closer and pulled my hands away from my chest where I was holding the towel tightly around me. As soon as my hands were in his, my towel slipped down my body and fell into a heap on the floor. His eyes never left mine as his hands gently held mine.
"You're sure this is what you want?" he murmured as his eyes trailed over my body.
* * *
I nodded, suddenly feeling very shy and exposed. "Yes." I swallowed hard.
"You're absolutely certain?" he said, his lips brushing lightly against mine.
I knew we were about to cross that imaginary line where friendship would no longer exist if we didn't work out. Instead of that scaring me like it should have, a weird comfort came over me. I didn't reply. Instead, I reached down between us and ran my hand over his hard cock and watched as he closed his eyes and dropped his head back.
"I'm sure. I want you, Drew," I whispered.
I sat down on the edge of my bed, scooting over so he too could climb in. He placed his arm under my head and threw the blankets over us. He kissed me deeply while his free hand cupped my breast, his thumb running over my nipple. I fought to keep the moan from escaping my mouth and gripped his cock, running my thumb through the bead of precum that was sitting there.
"Do you have a condom?" he asked between kisses.
I shook my head no, feeling almost as if this was the way for fate to step in and end us before we started.
"Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back," he whispered, kissing me again. He grabbed the towel from the floor and darted out my door, and within seconds he was back holding two condoms between his teeth.
"Get on your knees," he murmured, dropping the towel as I heard the telltale sign of the package ripping.
I did as he asked and looked over my shoulder to see him finish rolling the condom on. The other guys I had been with in the past had been passive. I wanted one to take control. I wanted him to take control. I'd had control over every area of my life, and for one once I didn't want to think about how the night should go.
I spread my legs and kneeled at the edge of the bed and bent down so my forearms were supporting me. When I could feel the heat from his body behind me, I closed my eyes. I felt powerless as his large, strong hands gripped my waist, pulling me back against him.
"Feel that?" he murmured. "Feel how hard I am for you?"
His words sent a chill through me, hardening my nipples, and instantly I let out a moan. I was expecting to feel the pressure of him at my opening, but instead I felt his fingers slide through my wetness from my clit to my opening. When he did it again, a light moan escaped my mouth, begging him to do it again. He didn't give in. Instead, his hand ran over my ass, lightly spanking me.
"Ready for me?" his thick voice asked.
* * *
"Yes." I swallowed hard, finally feeling the pressure of him at my opening. I took a deep breath as he began inching into me. He took his time, sliding in just a bit, and then out again, letting me adjust to him until my body was practically begging for him. I was dripping by the time he was fully seated inside of me, filling me, stretching me. Then I felt him pull back, leaving me empty and wanting for only a second when he pushed back into me, satisfying the empty space. He held my hips tightly as he continued this rhythm, slow, deep, and steady. It didn't take long for me to start tightening around
him, but instead of letting me come, he pulled out and guided me to my back. I lay there looking up at him, begging him with my eyes to sink deeply into me.
"Lexi." His voice was tight, almost as if he were unsure he should continue. I grabbed his hands and sat up to meet his lips, pulling him down to me. He kneeled on the edge of the bed and slid back into me. His pace was slower, gentler as his lips met mine. The slower he went, the more powerful I could feel my orgasm building. I gripped at his back, digging my nails into him as my orgasm ripped through me. He thrust deeply inside of me one more time, and a deep groan escaped from his lips and his muscles tensed as he emptied himself inside of me moaning my name in my ear.
I rested my head on Drew's shoulder, my eyes closed, my right leg wrapped around his body, and inhaled his manly scent. He held me tightly against him, running his fingers lightly over my arm.
"Tell me what it was like?" I whispered. Since I had laid eyes on Drew, I had noticed he wasn't the same man I had known all those years. The spark in his eyes was gone and was replaced with an emptiness I didn't like seeing.
"What was what like?"
"What was it like, her not showing up and leaving you there?"
Drew blew out a breath and adjusted so he was lying on his side. "It was a bit humiliating at first, standing in front of five hundred people, but then this feeling of calm came over me, and suddenly I felt happy. Happy that she had decided not to walk down that aisle. I can't explain it, but all that morning I had been fighting a feeling I couldn't grasp. Everyone thought it was just cold feet." He exhaled and kissed my forehead. "I guess for me the worst part wasn't the fact that she didn't show up; I was more upset at the fact that everything still needed to be paid for. Which sounds so awful."
I let out a tiny laugh at his answer. "So, you weren't as upset as Zach let on?"
"No, and what makes me angry now is that people are still coddling me as if I am some sort of broken human being, but honestly, Lex, that is my answer. I'm not all that upset.
"Really?"
"Yes, and you know you are the only person who has ever asked what really happened from my point of view. All they keep doing is imposing their feelings on me. What about you? How are you doing now after the news tonight?"
I buried my face into his chest and lay there thinking about the news our parents had dropped on us. "If I tell you something, promise to keep it between us?"
"Of course."
"It's killing me," I whispered. "Mom kept wondering why I came home and brought all my stuff. I'm lonely, Drew. People think I have the coolest job in the world, getting to travel and see all these amazing places. It's the exact opposite. I miss everything. I miss birthdays, and holidays, and time just spent with my family."
"Do you think it would help if you came home more often?"
"Well, it might have, but really, I don't have a choice now."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't want to do it anymore. I had planned to come home, get a job here, and surprise them with the news that I was moving back here. Only now, I don't have a choice."
"Why is that?"
"Earlier this year, I got involved with my boss. I know, stupid, right? I had always vowed I wouldn't do it, but I did. Things weren't working out between us, and so he fired me. I've done some work here and there, but I have nothing permanent. So I gave up my apartment before I came home. Now not only do I have no place or job to move back to, but they are selling this place." My eyes blurred over with tears. "I'm a failure."
"Hey, hey, Lex, shhhh. You aren't a failure. It'll be okay," he said, pulling me into him. He held me tightly, not saying anything more.
"I'm sorry," I said, pulling out of his embrace and reaching for a tissue. "This isn't the right time or place to start this." I dabbed at my eyes, wiping away the tears, and pulled away from Drew's embrace.
* * *
"It's the perfect time for this. It’s okay, really. You don't have to be sorry. You can be real with me; I mean we just… What else has got you worried?"
"The thought of failing. What if after Christmas I can't find a job and decide to go back, get a job there, and fail again?"
He sat up, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me back down with him. "You listen to me. I know you, Lexi. Most people would crumble at the thought of leaving home and living halfway around the world alone. I have always admired you. No matter what life presents to you, you take it and make the best of it, and even if you are struggling, you fight hard and end up landing on your own two feet."
I felt a tear roll down my cheek at his words as he looked into my eyes. He cupped my cheek with his hand, his thumb wiping away the tear, and kissed me deeply.
"You are going to be fine. You always are," he whispered into my mouth, kissing me again.
This moment right here explained to me the exact reason why I had very little ties to any other men. My heart beat gently in my chest, when normally it would have been beating wildly with anticipation of what was to come, and it answered a lot of questions in that moment. Somewhere deep inside of me, I knew who the person was that belonged to me. In a blink of an eye, a calm came over me that I had never experienced before. His kiss took away all the anxiety and panic I had been feeling only seconds before.
I heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper as he reached for it, and I welcomed him with open arms when he slid inside of me and began to make love to me for the second time tonight. As we orgasmed together, my soul spoke to me, screaming loudly. It was him. I had been traveling the world looking for him, and he had been right in my backyard the entire time.
19
Drew
* * *
I blinked hard as the early-morning light started to creep through the slats of the blinds in Lexi's room. I rubbed my eyes and looked over at the clock that sat on her nightstand. It was almost six, and I feared her parents would probably be home soon. As much as I didn't want to, I slid my arm out from underneath Lexi's neck and unwrapped my body from hers, careful not to wake her. She stirred but quickly fell back into her deep sleep. She was exhausted; we'd stayed up talking and had another round between the sheets before we both fell asleep around four.
I crept to the door and turned the knob, stepping out into the hallway, turning back once again to look back at the sleeping angel. My cock was already starting to rise at the thought of crawling back into bed with her and sliding myself between those soft, creamy thighs.
I gripped the doorknob tight and pulled her door closed. There was no way I could crawl back into bed with her. All it would take would be for Zach to come home and come in search of her or me and find us in bed together. He would kill me, I already knew it.
Now, if her parents found out that would be a completely different matter. I'd had sex in their house, under their roof, which meant I had totally disrespected the only two people who had taken me in when I'd had nowhere else to go. I'd not only had sex in their house, but with their daughter. But fuck, I wanted her. I wanted her bad.
I trudged across the hall to my bedroom and crawled back into bed, staring up at the ceiling and thinking about my sleeping angel across the hall.
I slept for a couple more hours and at eight I finally dragged myself up and got dressed. I made my way downstairs, passing by Barbara and Jim on my way to the front door. They were both sitting in the front room by the tree, sipping coffee and reading the morning paper.
"Morning, Drew," Jim said, coming up and smacking me on the back. "Would you be able to give me a hand with the outdoor Christmas lights tomorrow? Zach said he would, but he's got to attend a work meeting, and then something with Ann Marie."
"Morning, sir. Sure thing. I'll be down bright and early to give you a hand."
"No breakfast this morning, Drew?" Barbara asked as she picked up the morning paper to discard in the recycling bin.
* * *
"I was up early and have already eaten. I have a few errands I have to run today." I grabbed my boots from the corner and sli
pped them onto my feet. "Is Lexi up yet?" I questioned, matter of fact.
"Haven't seen her yet this morning," Barbara answered.
"Did you need the car? Zach still hasn't returned yet." Jim reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys holding them out in front of me.
"No, sir, I'll be fine. I don't have much to get, and the walk will do me good," I said, running my hand over my stomach.
Jim let out a large belly laugh. "Son, if I had your body, I would give mine away. All right, enjoy yourself," he said, slapping me on the shoulder and heading into the kitchen where Barbara was getting ready to do more of her baking.
I grabbed my coat, hat, and gloves from the closet and stepped outside quickly as I heard Lexi's bedroom door open upstairs. I quickly hopped down the front steps and made my way into town.
As I walked in the cold morning air, quietness surrounding me, I thought about why I had really come on this trip. It wasn't to see everyone in the family and spend time with them; it was to find an answer about my failed almost marriage. It was to try and understand what the hell had happened and how I was going to move on. It was to understand what the hell I had done wrong in that relationship, so I didn't repeat it going forward. It certainly wasn't to bed my best friend’s sister and open my heart and mind to a whole new book of problems. However, that was exactly what had happened. My heart ached, and I was already craving to spend time with Lexi. Even now, only a few short hours after I left her, I wanted to be back with her. This was new to me because I had never once felt that way with Laura, and honestly, it scared me.
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