Lex (Unconventional Hearts) (44 page)

Lex

Oh my God! What is he doing to me? He’s just
begun to tease and pleasure me and I don’t think I can take much
longer of his blazing touch. Everywhere he touches, he kisses and
he licks. It not only makes lady weep, it’s making me feel things
I’ve never felt before. My heart’s hammering vigorously in my
chest. I can feel my pulse ‘thumping’ from the top of my head to
the tips of my toes. It’s a sensory overload on my body; I’ve never
been touched like this. Every muscle, every cell in my body desires
only one thing—Gage. His manly smell, his warm needy touch, his hot
breath, the lips of a God pressed to my flesh. I need it all. All
of him, enveloping all of me in his cloak of impenetrable trust,
ecstasy, and true love.

Extracting my worshiped bud from his mouth,
he says, “How are you doing, Angel?”

How am I doing? I’m going crazy with lust. My
hands are gripping this pillow my head is resting on, so tightly my
knuckles ache.

“Lex? Please answer me.”

“I’m overwhelmed.” I admit it’s true. I can
hardly keep still, my body is bucking and contorting, doing things
it’s never done. I can’t control my involuntary actions. His body
atop mine sends a deep feral need to flood my body and I have to
grind into him. Even if the feeling of lady rubbing his zipper
hurts, I still want more. I need more. I need to come so badly I
can’t think straight.

“Do you like when I touch you here?” He
gently licks my hard nipple and I can’t help but let out a deep
guttural moan.

“Yes.” I feverishly nod.

Lips faintly skim away from my breast and
down the center of my body. Swirling his tongue into my belly
button I giggle. It tickles too much.

“Not here?” I can hear the playfulness in his
amused tone and the smile on his face that is pressed to my
stomach. I miss looking at him.

“Definitely not.” I agree.

“Does
lady
want to be touched?”

Yes! The mere mention of such a wonderful act
has my body tense with anticipation. I want that so badly.

“Yes.” I whisper.

“How about…”

Ah!!! Oh my!! Oh…

A tongue plunges into my hole, swirling
frenziedly, tantalizing it.

“Is this good?” Hot breath bathes my rosette;
his magical tongue with the lightest of touches is circling the rim
around and around. As he shifts completed down between my legs.
Maybe I should have been paying more attention to his movements and
I wouldn’t have gotten caught so off-guard, although I do love
it.

“Very.” I tremble, with a weak voice.

“Do you know how sexy it is?”

I shake my head and feel my cheeks flush,
embarrassed. I never thought of it being anything than another ugly
piece of my skin, a place that for so many years has been tainted
by the memories of Brian. I am thankful to have Gage here to take
the pain and memories away, filling them with happy, pleasurable
ones of him — of us.

“Well it’s so–” lick, “so–” dip inside,
“fucking–” lick, “sexy–” kiss.

My body convulses under his sexual
expertise.

“Where’d…” I swallow hard, lost in
sensation.

“Where’d what?”

Oh dear God, he plunges his thick tongue back
inside.

Rearing my back off the makeshift bed, I
scream as I fall further into euphoric laden madness, imparted by
the sexual magician himself.

“Where’d what, Angel?” He questions again,
retracting his skilled tongue.

“Where’d you learn to do that?” I clearly
make out, finally.

“By hanging with all the nasty girls.” He
chuckles and dives back in.

Oh God!

Huffing, trying to catch even a fraction of
my heaving breath, I reply in a pleasure cry, my hips vibrating,
and my head thrashing back and forth.

“You’ve…dear God… Oh Gage.”

“Yes?”

Don’t stop! He can’t stop now!

“Don’t stop.” I wantonly order, feeling lost
without his marvelous tongue.

“I’m never going to stop. Now tell me.” He
says, lips still touching me.

“You’ve ruined me.”

“Good! You’re
mine
.” And that’s all
that’s said before he takes over once more, ordering my body to
fall under his spell.

I
am
his. I am Gage’s. All of what is
me, is now part his. The thought should scare me, but it
doesn’t.

Gage

Hell yeah! My Angel loves this. She is being
so brave and letting me show her how much pleasure I can give
her.

Where’d I learn this? I can’t believe what I
said.

Thank fuck, that didn’t turn her off. I
wasn’t thinking clearly. It’s true though. I just shouldn’t have
admitted it as I’m working my woman’s body to open up.

Wrapping my hands under her butt, I lift her
so her hole is more accessible for my tongue, to assault her
delicious ass. She can’t stop moving. I love that I’m driving her
wild. And she’s driving me wild just the same. I’m trying to relax
her body enough and loosen up her hole for what I’m about to
do.

Kissing her pucker, I lovingly order.

“Flip over, Angel, on your knees. I’m going
to make love to you. If you’re ready.”

I could do this the missionary way, but the
angle is a tad too harsh for our first time. Doggy style no matter
how distant it may be is the best way for me to monitor her tight
ass. I can’t worry about injuring her. I have to watch and glide
myself in, keeping her lubed, opened and comfortable. I only have
one chance to make this right for her. I can’t jeopardize that.

Body literally shaking from head to toe, she
complies without muttering a single coherent word. I’m not sure she
can talk. Moaning and crying out is all she has done for the past
ten minutes. I think I’ve pushed her into a euphoric high.

Helping her onto her kneels; I wrap my arm
around her waist to pull her up to kneeling. Her back pressed to my
chest, I grab the hem of her dress and lift it above her head and
toss it on the ground. She shivers and I rub my hands along her
arms to warm her.

Now completely naked in front of me, I slide
my hand down her side, around to her stomach and glide it to lady,
keeping my other arm to firmly anchor her back to my front. My
dripping cock stuffed into the warm crevice of her ass. Grinding it
between her cheeks, I wrap my descending hand around her shaft.
Pumping the most beautiful lady dick I’ve ever seen in my hand. I
masturbate her with long even strokes. Her pre-come has already
given me plenty of lube to make it slippery. Not wanting my mouth
to go to waste, I begin kissing across her shoulders and move my
left hand up to cup her full breast, kneading her pert nipple
between my fingers.

Short bursts of air shoot from her nose.
Moans fill the air as she begins to hump into my pumping fist.
Lulling her head back to my shoulder, I get better access to her
neck and I suck, hard. Tugging at her thickness in my fist, her
beautiful pink mushroom head is slickly gliding in and out.

I think she’s ready. I know I am. I can’t
wait to make her mine.

“It’s time.” I bend her over, folding myself
with her. Her hands land on the sheet covered mat. Still pumping
her fast, her hips begin to undulate against my cock. Unknowingly
she’s prepping her beautiful ass with streams of my pre-come as it
coats between her cheeks. My cock still hard and readily poking out
from between my suit pants.

“Just a minute.” I speak gently, kissing down
her spine as I let go of lady and break our enveloped closeness. I
love being that close to her, cuddling with her, touching her,
kissing her. Anything with my Lex is all that I care about.

Breaking away, I stand, unbutton and remove
my shirt, take down my pants and boxers, tugging them off one leg
at a time. Lastly, I remove my socks and I too, am just as naked
and open to her.

Kneeling behind her once more, I reach up and
tug my tie from around her eyes. I want her to know who is making
love to her. I want her to see me. Feel me. Know that I’m the one
inside. I don’t want demons surfacing.

I grab the little bottle of lube I stored
just on the edge of the blanket and generously apply it to her
hole. Pushing one finger inside, she hisses and tenses as I break
that burning barrier and then relaxes into me.

“One more finger, Angel. Is that okay?” I
ask, worried about pushing too far, too fast.

Her head nods.

“I need you to tell me.”

“Yes, Gage. More. I don’t know what’s going
on. I feel funny.”

Shit!

“Are you alright?” Apparently my dick is
worried too because he’s half-mast all of a sudden.

She nods again.

“Angel, I’m worried. Talk to me. Do you want
to stop? Baby, we can stop. I’m sorry. I want this so badly. I
don’t want to scare you, are yo—”

She cuts me off. “Stop that, Gage. I want
this. That’s the strange feeling. My entire body is floating on
sensory overload. I need to burst; I need to come. Please make me
come. Please take away all the pain from my past. Please make love
to me, as I’ve never had before. I need this. All of it.” I hear
her sniffle. She’s crying now of emotion and not pleasure. I hate
when she cries; it makes my chest ache. I want to comfort her.

“Let me hold you.” I offer, crawling from
behind her. Her hand reaches back and grabs my thigh.

“No. I need this Gage. I need you inside of
me. I need it now. Please. Please… Please…Plea…” She trails off,
desperation clinging to every word. If she needs me, I’m going to
take the pain away. I’m going to rescue my Angel from her past.

Caressing her back with one hand, I push two
fingers into her with my other. She moans so deeply that I can feel
it on my fingers that are buried inside. Curving my digits
slightly, I press that delicious button and she shakes, and starts
to pleasure scream as I firmly message that spongy spot that I love
so much.

Knowing that she’s opened up enough, I remove
my fingers and stroke my re-hardened dick with lube. Angling myself
so I’m at her entrance, I slightly push in.

“Relax and push out.” I coax, holding onto
her hip with one hand, my dick with the other.

Lex

It burns! I don’t know if it’s my scar tissue
or the fact, it’s been seven years to have anything large inside of
me. Brian was never as big as Gage. God he’s huge.

“Almost there.” I hear him say, as I bite my
lip to keep from wailing out in pain, not ecstasy. If it wasn’t for
lady’s jewelry, she would be sleeping right now. This isn’t
pleasure; it hurts.

Gliding into me just a bit further, I feel
his balls resting on my taint. I breathe in long and deep to bring
myself into a calm state of arousal. Not the one I’m currently
swimming in.

“I’m going to pull out.” He says, and I shake
my head. He can’t move. Not yet. I need my body to accept him fully
as a part of me.

Closing my eyes tight, I focus on that sore
part of my body.
It’s Gage inside of you Lex, he’s making love
to you. His length is deep inside, filling the hole that you’ve
never felt pleasure from when having sex. But this isn’t just sex,
this is making love to your partner, your equal. The man who loves
you
—I tell myself and my body begins to calm and relish in the
fullness. The burning slowly dissipates and is replaced with a
sense of love and completeness.

Pivoting my own hips forward I slide him a
fraction of the way out of me and I hear him groan and curse.

Pushing backward again, I take charge, and
seat him fully inside of me. A deep warmth consumes my body and my
lady becomes painfully hard as my sac tingles.

“How are you doing?” I hear his strained
voice ask.

“I’m good.” I admit, honestly.

Slowly I glide him in and out of me, I feel
him shaking as I do. His hands on my hips are twitching, as his
dick presses that special spot I…. Oh shit… I cry out and he
suddenly loses control.