My sisters were the surprise frosting on an already delicious cake. The weekend spent with Alex was amazing. It was sexy, decadent and consuming. He was loving, kind, soft, hard and insatiable.
The times I enjoyed the most was laying in his arms in his bed, talking and snuggling. Sleeping in his arms was a dream come true. Not to mention waking up with his mouth between my legs, his tongue sliding through my folds making wet, slurping noises as he feasted and made me insane.
Over the course of the weekend I found my dirty girl and it makes him ravenous. I learned to tell him what I need and how to please him. The first time he took me on my knees, plummeting into me over and over calling me his dick hungry bitch, I came so hard I thought I was going to die. I screamed as he spilt inside of me, his warm come filled me and spilled out.
That Sunday when I had to go home was one of the hardest things I had to do. The actual hardest thing was hiding who I have become from my parents and everyone else around me.
That Monday at school it was like a dam had been broken. I was openly amorous with him much to the displeasure of Evan and everyone else. Our routine stayed the same, he walked me to class and out at the end of the day. Most nights we sneak off and spend the nights together, with him making sure I am home before dawn.
The first time he showed me the secret passage, I was stunned. Then when he told me how he learned about it and that the key was from Adriel, I laughed. It surprised me, but it mostly made me laugh. So many things came into focus now about growing up and when she would disappear.
Some nights Alex can’t wait to have me on my back, mouth muffled by his mouth or by his hand around my throat keeping me quiet, ensuring we keep our secret. Other nights, I go to him. It doesn’t matter where we are, I need him all the time.
Which brings me to right now. It is Friday night and I am itching, coming out of my skin that I can’t get over there to him and sit astride him, rocking back and forth until we both pass out. My pussy is pulsing, whining, devastated her master is not near her, demanding she open and soak his cock. “Shoot.” I curse into the empty room.
Speaking of empty room. Rayna was nowhere to be found last weekend and she has been here less and less and it is increasingly making my father more agitated, but her excuse is always that she is doing something for the Lord. I don’t think my parents are buying it anymore and neither am I.
As she stated, Adriel came back here and took the last of the few pieces of clothing she had, plus some photos of the four of us when we were together. I watched as she walked around the house and gave everything a once over before she walked out, for what she said was the last time.
The one bright light is that Aasta has been more present since last weekend and we have spent more time talking than ever before. She says it is because she knows what I am going through not being with him and she wants to give me someone to talk to. Secretly, I think she is having second thoughts about Sebastian. No clue why because that boy is crazy about her, but with Aasta, I can never tell.
“Are you looking for someone, baby?” I swing around toward the door and run straight into his arms.
“I thought you had somewhere to go tonight?” I ask him moaning as he sucks on my neck.
“I did. I went and came back. Nothing was going to keep me from you, Pequeña.”
“I’m glad.” I tell him pulling my shirt over my head. He moans and rubs his thumbs over my nipples back and forth.
“Look at you, baby. Such a fucking dream you are standing here in front of your man, showing your heavenly body to him. Does it make you feel like a woman to tempt me to the point of insanity?” He drops his belt and pants and grips his cock. Seems he had on no underwear.
“No Alex. I feel like your woman. I need you.” My body is humming in anticipation. His eyes bore into me, promising pleasure only he can give me. His shirt is over his head in seconds and he sits on the side of my bed.
“Come here baby.” he crooks his finger at me. I float to him, already flying just from being in the same room as him. “Climb up and put me inside of you.” When he is like this, wanting me on top, riding him, I know he is feeling emotional.