Chasing Us (Dark Love 2)

Not after the five, that turned into fifteen-minute quickie this morning.

Not after the blow job on the interstate.

And yet, here we were again, ready to explode like it’s the first time we have touched in years.

He lifts my skirt, sliding his hands along my ass cheeks before cupping them firmly. His lips never leave mine, and yet, somehow, I manage to get his jeans undone. Damn, I’m getting good at this. I slide my hands inside and free his cock, his whimper brushing past my ear. So hard but smooth, I stroke it slowly, feeling him buckle under my touch. With shallow breaths, I tug on his ear gently with my teeth. “I could get used to it… you inside me at all times.”

Lex pauses, catching his breath. His fingers now trace my lips and trail down my body until he finds that spot, the one making me weak in the knees, the one possessing every inch of my body causing it to ache until I can’t take it anymore. His hand slides against my clit so effortlessly as the pool of wet drenches his fingers.

“This is how I always want to find you, soaking wet, ready, knowing that you ache just as much as I do. I want you desperate around me, I want you to want me every moment we are together.”

The sound of his voice, his dirty voice, piling on the pleasure, drives me to the point of no return when everything dirty crosses my mind, and I want to do everything to his body in the roughest way possible.

“This is how I always want to find you,” I repeat stroking his cock, its hard form throbbing against my small hands. “Hard, throbbing, knowing that you ache just as much as I do. I want you desperate for me, I want you to want me every moment we are together.”

His eyes are wild, understanding he needs from me what I need from him. Unable to resist, he slams his cock inside causing me to gasp. He continues to watch me, our eyes on each other. This time we remain silent, but I can see it in his eyes, he’s close. His movements speed up until I feel a final thrust, and he grunts my name, his grip leaving red marks on my arms. It’s all I need as I follow him down this splendorous path of pleasure.

We hold onto each other, our bodies covered in sweat against the wall. Carefully, he places me down, my legs wobbly and unable to hold me up. I hold onto his forearms, trying to balance myself. His muscles are so defined, much more than I remember from years ago.

Fuck, he is so sexy.

Calm down, Charlie, he’s yours, and you can bang that wanger anytime you want.

Oh, for fuck’s sake, I knew Eric’s catchphrase would catch on, much to my mortification.

He pulls himself out causing me to wince. “Are you sore?”

“My head is from the wall-banging, but I’m assuming you must be referring to my lady parts, and the answer is yes. You are well-endowed, my dear husband, and it’s been a while since we had this much sex.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” he answers with a cocky grin.

Sure, he will take that as a compliment. He’s large, and my vagina is sore. I don’t think any man can be offended by a woman telling them they have a big dick.

“How very humble of you, Mr. Edwards.”

“We still have tonight and tomorrow and the day after, Mrs. Edwards.”

His words once again go straight to that place causing me to contract, and that feeling of cum oozing down my leg becomes hard to ignore. I excuse myself and go to the bathroom to clean myself up.

Wow, how on earth can he come so much… I mean, like, isn’t it supposed to get less every time?

“Okay, time for the grand tour,” I announce while bouncing back into the living room. “Welcome to the living room. This is how you work the TV.”

“Charlotte, I know how to work a TV.”

“Okay, but it’s a smart TV.”

“I’m pretty confident I can get my masters in all electronic-device handling.”

“Well, let’s move onto the kitchen, then.”

“How about you show me our bedroom?”

His seductive gaze does not go unnoticed, and I can’t believe my legs quiver as he mentions our bedroom.

“Sure… follow me, roomie.”

I pull his hand, but instead, he wraps them around my waist, placing soft kisses on my neck. Distracted, I introduce the bedroom but know he has other ideas.