A Time for Hope (Lexi, #3)(20)

He moved his hands to my wig and slowly pulled out the pins that kept it secured to my scalp. “It has to be you, Lexi. I want my beautiful wife.” I allowed him to remove the synthetic red mane slowly before I quickly popped out the contact lenses. Both my head and eyes welcomed the relief as Alex watched me shake out my own cascading brown curls. “Better,” he nodded kissing me briefly then lifting off of me again.

I raised my head as I watched him shift down the bed. He carefully took each one of my feet and released them from my obscenely high heels. His fingers massaged my toes as he allowed the shoes to drop to the floor. His agile fingers travelled up my legs and I silently thanked alter ego Lexi for wearing such a short dress. His hands sent an electrical charge as they moved over my naked thighs.

I bit my lip as his fingers played with the hem of my dress, the anticipation driving me crazy. Alex peeled it slowly over my head while his eyes hungrily consumed my body. He maintained control, refusing to rush it. His chest moved steadily with each breath as he watched me lying half naked underneath him.

He kicked off his shoes with his feet, not showing himself the same consideration or care he’d shown me. I watched as he yanked off his socks and t-shirt and threw them carelessly to the floor. My hands found their way to his chest, my flat palms travelling down his now naked skin. My fingertips traced the edge of the waistband of his pants, his arousal straining against the soft leather.

“Lexi.” He whispered my name like a silent prayer and closed his eyes as I undid his belt. My fingers fumbled with the button and the zip until he brought his own hand down to steady mine. I pushed down his pants and he kicked them off haphazardly. There was almost nothing between us, but it still felt like too much. I palmed him, pushing my hand down the front of his cotton trunks and resting my hand flat between us. He inhaled sharply, his lids flying open at the surprise of my touch.

His eyes burned as I stroked his long, hard cock. “I need to touch you Lexi.” I nodded, giving him the permission he still desperately sought.

“Remember what you promised,” Alex placed his hand over mine unwrapping my fingers from around his shaft. He moved both my hands above my head as he trailed his tongue down my neck. The peaks of my nipples puckered underneath the lace of my bra. I felt like I was going to explode.

“Take it off,” I begged as he swirled his tongue across my chest, gently biting the cups of my bra.

His hands wrapped around my back and with a flick of his fingers my bra was off. If I hadn’t been so turned on I would have marveled at the sheer dexterity of his fingers. His hands travelled over the swell of my breasts, his mouth following close behind, teasing every inch of me.

My body bowed off the bed in appreciation, my hands sliding from their position on the headboard down to the mattress below. I gripped Alex’s legs as his fingers teased at the edge of my panties. “Please!” I begged, so wound up I felt tortured.

“Please, what?” Alex stilled, his hands stalled in their progression.

“Please don’t stop, please don’t stop.” I pleaded needing the release, needing the connection and needing to feel him inside of me.

Alex reached down and with the same agility he demonstrated when he removed my bra, my panties now disappeared. I tugged madly at his cotton trunks, wishing I could unwrap him with the same finesse but I had gone past the point of caring.

“So impatient,” Alex smiled as he traced the length of my inner thigh with his fingertips. I didn’t know if I could take it any longer.

“Aghhhhhh,” I moaned, half frustrated and half euphoric.

Alex moved his fingers to my center, my slickness coating them instantly.

“Lexi, you’re so wet.” His eyes blazed as his finger slid inside me.

I felt myself clamp around his hand, trying to control my urge to come. The delayed gratification had made me hypersensitive but I refused to let go. Not yet.

“Fuck Lexi.” Alex growled as he thumb slowly circled my clit.

“Now,” I demanded. “I need you inside me now!”

I grabbed at his taunt ass and pulled him toward me, his hard length rubbed against me, giving me the right amount of friction as I kissed him passionately.

Alex wrapped his hands around his cock and stroked it a couple of times as he hovered above me. “Yes.” I lifted my hips to meet him, relieving him of any doubt that this is what I wanted.

He slowly guided the head of his cock to my entrance, moving into me one agonizing centimeter at a time. I tried to pull him closer, needing to feel him completely fill me but he resisted, maintaining control, his need to give me every opportunity to stop dictating the tempo. I couldn’t speak. My body was flooded with sensations and I struggled to remember how to breathe. I was consumed and the minute I felt him fill me completely I exploded into a million pieces around him. I cried out as my body shook violently, the ripples of release echoing through every fiber of my being. Alex continued to thrust, riding out the wave of my explosive orgasm, teasing every last shudder out of me.

“That’s it baby,” he gripped my hips as he hardened further. “God, it’s been so long.”

I moaned as Alex rocked against me, it felt so good. I titled my hips higher and wrapped my legs around his waist allowing him deeper access. I met each one of his thrusts, lifting my torso off the bed and needing to hold him. I felt the desire starting to build again as Alex hugged my body close, his mouth feverishly on mine as I panted.