Lex (Unconventional Hearts)

by S. K. Logsdon

  My phone rings on my desk. My secretary must have sent the call through.

  “Hello.”

  “Gage.”

  “Yes?”

  “It’s Veronica….Roni, Lex’s best friend.”

  “Oh yeah, sorry, you sound different on the phone. Thanks for returning my call.”

  “No problem, I tried to talk to her today. She won’t listen to me. Lincoln’s with her though. He’ll set her straight. I know she won’t turn him away.”

  I growl into the receiver. “What do you mean? Turn him away? Are they…you know.”

  She snorts a cocky laugh. “God no. I think if he wasn’t into the lifestyle that he is, he’d probably try to make an honest woman outa her. They’re just friends though. She trusts him. For knowing so much about Lex, you don’t know about them?”

  She sounds surprised. I know he saved her. I know he talks with her sometimes, and I know they have a friendship. I never got the vibe that he had a connection with her. Maybe I’m blinded from love.

  “I know bits and pieces.” I’m staunch with her. “So you’re sure if they spend the day together it will help? He’s not going to try to bring her into BDSM is he? Fuck it, I’ll ask him myself.”

  “Don’t stir up trouble where it don’t belong, Gage. Lincoln is harmless and you’d be smart to stay on his good side, if you want to be on Lex’s. She loves him, strictly as a friend, and she’s extremely loyal. Don’t make her chose. You won’t win.”

  Fuck! I have this strong feeling, that I need to beat on my chest and act like a damn caveman, to somehow win her. I hate this. Six years you love someone. Then you get a taste of them and that love and those feelings you once thought were intense, are not even close to how they are now. It’s like my feelings have quadrupled.

  We talk for a few more minutes and I hang up. I can’t wait to get home. I’m sure Emma would like to have some daddy time before going to her mom’s tomorrow night.

  Lex

  “Give up the spoon, Lincoln, I want another bite!” I try to steal the spoon from his hand and he holds it above his head.

  “Stop… Give it to me now.” I’m laughing so hard my side hurts.

  “No.”

  “Dammit Elias Lincoln, why are you such a pain? Withholding ice cream is a crime, ya know? I might have to call the cops.” I reach up. His giant hand that spans nearly my entire stomach is holding me down so I can’t get the spoon. The damn dork is teasing me.

  “Tell me.”

  “No.”

  “Tell me, Lex. Or no more ice cream.”

  I quit reaching and pout, throwing my arms over my chest. Batting my pretty eyelashes at him, I try to work my charms. I don’t want to answer his questions.

  Shaking his head, laughing at me as he holds my spoon hostage and dips it into the ice-cream that he has also stolen, extracting the spoon from the creamy goodness he holds me down with one hand as he groans, taking another bite of my ice cream. “Mmmm, my girl, this is soooo good.” He moans, licking the remnants of chocolate from the spoon. Arg! I hate him right now.

  “If I tell you, can I have it back and the ice cream?”

  He shakes his head. “No, you’re a tough cookie and if I give it all back you won’t answer what I need to know. So I’ll give you one bite for each question.”

  “Liiiinncccoolllnnn.” I whine.

  “Leeexxxxx.” He teasingly whines back, following by example.

  “Ok, fine.” I give in with a loud exaggerated huff.

  Today after he dropped by my work and made me take the rest of the day off, we’ve done just like he said we would. We went to lunch at Dolly’s and God knows Dolly loves us both. We both left with big fat red lip prints on our foreheads. Poor Lincoln had to bend down pretty far to offer her his forehead, but he’s a good sport. Not once during lunch did he pressure me into talking until now. After we got home to my house and he just finished rubbing the kinks out of my feet. This is his way to wear me down and it’s working. Holding ice cream hostage, when I’m stressed, is like depriving a human of oxygen.

  “Question one.”

  “Lay it on me.”

  “Roni told me about Gage, said you have feelings for him. Except you refuse to allow yourself to give into temptation more than you already have. What have you given into already?”

  “That’s not a fair question. I don’t want to tell you.”

  “Then you don’t get any ice cream, and I will just have to ask him.”

  Waving my hands in the air, I screech. “No, no, I give in. Uncle, I cry uncle.”

  Chuckling, he motions with his hand for me to get on with it.

  “He sucked on lady, I like him, and he’s been in love with me for six years.” That’s a good, quick, and honest explanation.

  “I know about the love, Roni filled me in on her helping and him working on your case. Now tell me about this lady part. Does he like her? Does he accept her? What about your scars?”

  “That’s three questions and I’ve not had ice cream yet. So you owe me ice cream after this…I thi—”

  “I love Lady, and I love Lex.”

  My heart leaps out of my chest and I frantically shoot up off the couch. I look over and see Gage! What the hell is he doing here? What the… Arg!?

  “What are you —”

  Lincoln chimes in, speaking over me. “Roni texted me, saying he was concerned about my intentions. So I told her to invite him over. Figured we might as well get all this settled now. As you can see Gage, I love Lex, she’s my girl, but I’m not here to be with her. You two need to fix this amongst yourselves.”

  I give Lincoln an enraged dirty look. What a bastard!

  Still sitting on the couch, I throw my legs off and abruptly stand, with flagrant attitude.

  “If you two assholes will excuse me, I will see you later. I do not wish to talk about this tonight.”

  No, I really don’t. And frankly, I can’t because the sight of Gage in that navy blue designer suit and jacquard tie has my panties filling with pre-come already. I hate that I desire him this much. I need a lobotomy. Like, right now!

  Lincoln reaches out for me. “Lex, wait.”

  “No, good evening.” I begin to walk from the living room, my head held high and Gage grabs my arm. I try to tug it back. “Let go.” I demand.

  “No.”

  “Are you always such a stubborn ass?!” I snap. Great, now I can smell him and my saliva glands are working overtime. Why doesn’t my body listen to my mind!? Arg! This is so frustrating.

  “Yes.” He grabs my other arm, pulling me against his chest. One second I’m standing, the next he flips me over his shoulder and is striding out of my foyer to the stairs.

  “Lincoln, help me!” I shout, as Lincoln comes to watch Gage carry my flailing and pissed off body up the stairs.

  He’s laughing. Lincoln is laughing at me! “Good luck, Lex, I’m sure you two will work this out.”

  “I’ll never forgive you. You backstabbing bastard. Goddammit Gage, put me down.” I bang on his back with my fist, which is useless. Once we reach the top of the stairs, he opens my bedroom door, carries me to the far side of the room and has yet to say a word. Dropping my butt on top of my dresser he grabs my silk pj shorts and rips them clean off. I scream, trying to push him away.

  “No.” His husky tone demands. His thick fingers rip my panties off and lady springs forward.

  “See! I knew it.” He states and his mouth attacks her. Sucking her all the way into his mouth, I yell a lust filled moan, tossing my head against my vanity mirror. My hands frantically grasping at his shoulders, trying to hold onto anything as my body is drawn into a shocking state of euphoria.

  “Oh my God. Gage. No. No. We can’t.” My eyes roll back into my head, as he deep throats her, humming and his hand massages my sac.

  Oh shit, that is wonderful. Jesus, I’ve missed this all week.

  Wrapping his hands around my hips, he scoots me forward so half of my butt is hanging off the
edge of the dresser. A thick finger probes my rosette causing me to moan louder. I can’t breathe; my chest is rising and falling so fast. His tongue is swirling around her head, and he pulls her out of his mouth, holding her upward using his stubbly chin.

  “Can I?” He pushes the tip of his wetted finger just into the rim of my pucker and I arch my back, my body shaking with intense molten need.

  I nod, “Just be gentle.”

  “Angel, that’s all I’ll ever be with you. Do you want me suck you while I do it? Or can I milk you?”

  “I… I don’t care, but I need to come, Gage. I need to so bad.” My body involuntarily shakes, too much sexual pressure making my need to explode so much more.

  “I know, my Angel. I’ll take care of you.”

  One of his hands firmly holds lady, and he slowly works his finger inside of me. I hiss as it burns when he crosses the brink and meets my soft insides. Curving his finger into me, he presses that magical button and I convulse, panting, sweat dripping down the sides of my cheeks, and I bite my lip.

  “Right there, sweetheart. Is that right?”

  I nod, crying out, curling forward as he taps on it and a stream of clear pre-come oozes from my slit. He triumphantly smiles with hooded eyes and bends down licking it clean off, groaning in his throat as he savors my juices.

  “That’s it, more; give me more of your delicious nectar, Angel.” He massages harder and my body floods with raw ecstasy. As more of my pre-come erupts, he keeps sucking it off as it cascades down my shaft, swirling his tongue, so he doesn’t miss a drop. More and more he milks me, pushing me further and further toward a massive, earthshattering climax.

  “Gage. I’m…” I stop, and bellow out a shaky pleasure cry.

  “You’re close?”

  I nod fast, my nails digging into the lip of my dresser.

  His finger stills inside of me and he gently rests lady against my belly. Using his free hand, he unbuttons his suit jacket, tugs his white dress shirt out of his pants and nimbly unbuttons it, opening up his rippling abs and chest for me to feast me eyes on. I lick my lips.

  “I’m glad you like.” He chuckles, rubbing his hand over his abs. “You’re come is going to coat me tonight.”

  My eyes widen. He wants me to shoot on his chest?

  “What?” I huff, trying to catch my breath.

  “I want your come on my chest, Angel.” He states, grabs lady, starting to jack her hard and fast, up and down, and his finger picks up pace milking my special button.

  Gage

  “That’s right sweetheart, come for me.” I coax, jacking my woman’s lady dick and swirling my finger in her soft inside. Her body is falling into heaven as eyes flutter, and she incoherently moans, lightly humping her hips into my fist.

  “I’m… Oh… God…” She screeches and stills, opening her eyes wide. I grab her pretty cock and angle it at my chest and stomach. Hot steams of her come shoot and cover me, as her face beautifully contorts, and body convulses, riding wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. The last shot of her sexiness lands on my chest, rolling down it. She slumps, wrung out; her hands cover her chest, as she attempts to steady her breathing.

  Pressing her prostate one more time, her body briefly jerks forward and another small bit of her succulent juices seep out. I bend down and lick her semi-hard lady dick. She sighs, a sated smile curling from her lips.

  “We…need…to…clean you.” Her groggy voice choppily drawls out.

  Removing my finger from inside of her, I use my jacking hand to rub in her come all over my chest and abs. Her eyes widen in surprise watching me and I shrug. “I want you all over me. I want to remember that you’ve not only came in my mouth, but your essence has been smeared all over my body.” I reveal.

  “Ok.” She licks her lips and I grab her noodle legs, wrap them around my waist and pick her up, my hands holding onto her firm ass, her arms strewn over my shoulders. I carry her from the bedroom into the bathroom, shut the toilet lid with one hand, gently set her down, and go over to the tub. I turn on the water and acclimate the temperature before I return to my hazy Angel.

  Taking off the rest of her nightshirt, since I did ruin her pj’s, I toss it in the trash and smile. Oh darn, guess that means I’ll just have to go shopping for her. What a shame.

  “Ready to take a bath, Angel?”

  She sleepily nods. “Uh-huh.”

  “You okay?”

  Nods again, and I remove my jacket and shirt before I lift her from the seat like a baby and transfer her into the warm water. She sighs, and adorably glides her hands though the water, back and forth.

  Taking my phone out of my pocket, I plug it into the music dock on her vanity and select an album I love and according to Roni, Lex loves it too.

  System, from Queen of the Damned soundtrack, starts to play over the mini speakers.

  “No.” She mumbles.

  “No what, sweetheart?” I kneel next to the tub and fold my fingers through hers submerged in the water.

  “This song. This music. It’s not good.”

  “Okay? Why?”

  “It makes me want to have sex. It’s the music I listen to when I masturbate. I’ve done that a lot of that this week.”

  Wow. That’s interesting. This music is highly sexual to me too. I never thought of her feeling the same. The music is pretty sadistic, so it must be the sensual beats that get her off. I could really use this information to my advantage.

  Relaxing next to the tub, I lay my head on the side and watch her wash herself. I don’t think I’ve ever watched anybody except maybe Emma wash themselves. I only watch Emma to make sure she does a good job. She’s five and needs verbal instructions.

  We don’t speak as she finished in the bath. Getting out, I wrap her in a plush ivory towel and follow her into her bedroom. Where she tosses back her duvet and fans out on her bed, naked.

  “Join me.” She finally speaks, patting the mattress beside her.

  I sit on the edge of the bed and run my finger down her cheek and across her lips.

  “I can’t. I have to go. Do you feel better?”

  “Yes.”

  “Are you going to talk to me? Stop ignoring my calls and texts?”

  She innocently nods, biting her lip and I run my finger across them again. “You’re very beautiful.”

  Her cheeks flush.

  “Why have you been ignoring me, Angel?” I speak softly.

  “I don’t know. I’m…well I’m very overwhelmed.” Her voice is barely above a whisper.

  “In what way? You said you’ve been turned on a lot. Is that part of it?”

  She nods. “Yes, a big part. My body is changing and I don’t know why. It scares me a lot. I’ve spent years becoming who I am. I’m afraid of change. From my experience most changes are bad ones. Me wanting to be a girl, not a boy, took me a very long time to accept. Now I feel like a walking lady boner. It can’t be a good thing.”

  I smirk, “You’re not used to being turned on are you?”

  She firmly shakes her head. “I am. Just not like this. I use Daniel for release, but before him, I hardly ever touched myself. And what he and I have done is nothing compared…” Her voice trails off and she looks away.

  “Look at me please.” I gently cup her chin, turning her face back toward me. “Tell me.”

  She bashfully shakes her head.

  “Please. Compared to what?”

  “You.”

  My heart swells with her deeply penetrating revelation. I’ve waiting years to hear her express something this profound.

  Stealing her hand from the mattress I pull it to my lips and kiss her palm.

  “No more Daniel. He’s never allowed to taste or touch you again. Understand?” This is not a negotiation and I hope she gets that. I will not allow him to touch her ever again, or severe consequences will be bestowed upon him.

  “I know.” She breathily states.

  “You know what?” I need to make sure in her foggy sated mind,
she’s soaking in the magnitude of my no Daniel rule.

  “Gage, don’t worry. I wouldn’t have let him even if you’d not told me otherwise. I already made that choice.”

  “What choice is that?” Please tell me what I think you are!

  “That…” She turns away chewing her lip and I’m quick to grab her chin and make her face me, again.

  “That what? Tell me Lex. Come on, Angel. You can tell me anything.”

  “That I only want…” She trails off again and I blurt. “Me?”

  She nods and I climb on top of her and smash my lips to her, kissing her with all the love that I feel for her, that just keeps getting more and more intense. Threading her hands behind my head, she holds me to her mouth. Parting her lips, she invites me in and I plunge my tongue inside. Passionately swirling my tongue with hers, savoring the sweet flavors of her delicate mouth. Falling deeper and deeper into passion, she parts her naked legs and I kneel between them, grinding against her, my cock and hers both hard and ready for more. Little whimpery moans flutter from her mouth into mine as I increase the friction between us. Gentle hands cascade down my back, as she wraps her legs around my waist, and her hands find their way down to my butt, where she squeezes and leans up pressing her chest to mine and slides her hand down the crack of my ass and faintly touching my balls.

  I immediately stop, and sit up. We can’t do this.

  Breathing hard she pouts a red lip questioning look at me. “What did you do that for?”

  My lungs unable to fill to full capacity I inhale deeply and respond. “You can’t touch me yet.”

  She must not like my response because her face flips from hot sweetness to irritation. “What? You can suck me off and I can’t even touch you? Do you know how hot you are? Where is the fairness in that?”

  I know she’s right, but I promised myself I couldn’t allow this until I knew she was my life partner. Using the term girlfriend sounds so temporary. Once Lex gives herself to me completely in the emotional capacity, then I plan on allowing her to explore my body however, she would like. Until then, I’m off-limits. Consider it an incentive program.